RoxanaWordsmith

In the captivating novel "Trapped Rose: Light Unknown," readers are immersed in a thrilling blend of mystery, romance, and sensuality. The story revolves around Light, an accomplished and charismatic fashion and wildlife photographer, whose life takes an unexpected turn when he enters into a relationship with a woman named Sara. Intrigued by Light's charm and fascinated by his work, Sara decides to move in with him, leaving behind the bustling city for the tranquility of his palatial house, nestled in the outskirts.

However, Sara soon realizes that Light's magnificent home is more than just a stunning architectural marvel. It exudes an eerie atmosphere, shrouded in a sense of mystery and darkness. The house, built decades ago, holds numerous enigmatic secrets waiting to be unraveled. As Sara explores the hidden depths of the residence, she becomes entangled in the stories of the man who constructed it and the perplexing circumstances surrounding Light's former girlfriend, Rose, who mysteriously vanished without a trace.

With each revelation, Sara's curiosity intensifies, pushing her further into the shadowy realms of the house's history. As she delves deeper, she begins to uncover shocking truths about the man Light used to be and the complexities of his relationships. The story seamlessly weaves together the enigmatic threads of the past and present, blurring the lines between reality and fantasy.

Amidst the enigma, Sara and Light's relationship deepens, entwining their lives in a passionate and all-consuming romance. As their love blossoms, they must confront the haunting presence of Rose, whose absence still haunts Light's every step. The boundaries of their connection are tested as they grapple with the lingering shadows of the past and the uncertainties of the future.

"Trapped Rose: Light Unknown" tantalizes readers with its mix of suspense, romance, and steamy encounters. The narrative unveils the layers of its characters' lives, enthralling readers as they navigate the intricate web of emotions, secrets, and desire. Brace yourself for a riveting journey into the heart of love, mystery, and the uncharted territories of the human psyche.

Trapped Rose: Light Unknown

Sara and Light sat together, poring over the old newspaper article that had unveiled the existence of a love triangle involving Victor, Rose, and an unidentified third person. The revelation sent shockwaves through their already fragile understanding of the past.


"Who could this third person be?" Sara wondered aloud, her voice laced with uncertainty.


Light's brow furrowed as he sifted through the article again. "I don't know, but we need to find out. It's the missing piece of this puzzle."


They decided to dig deeper into Victor's life, hoping to uncover any connections or leads that would shed light on the mysterious third person. Their journey led them to the city archives, where they spent hours combing through old records and documents.


Finally, buried among stacks of forgotten papers, they discovered an old photograph album. Inside, they found pictures of Victor, Rose, and an unknown woman, their faces captured in moments of joy and laughter.


"Could this be her?" Sara asked, pointing to the unknown woman in the photographs.


Light's eyes widened as recognition flickered across his face. "That's Amelia, Victor's former assistant," he said, his voice tinged with astonishment. "But what was her role in all of this?"


Determined to find answers, they set out to track down Amelia. Their investigation led them to a small town on the outskirts, where she had retreated from the world after the events surrounding Rose's disappearance.


They found Amelia living in seclusion, her face etched with sorrow and regret. She agreed to meet them, sensing their determination and the need for closure.


Sitting in her modest living room, Amelia recounted the events that had unfolded years ago. "Victor...he was a brilliant architect, but his heart belonged to two women," she confessed, her voice filled with melancholy.


"He couldn't choose between Rose and me, and his indecision tore us apart," Amelia continued. "But I never imagined it would lead to such tragedy."


Sara's heart ached for the pain Amelia had endured. "What happened to Rose?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.


Amelia's eyes filled with tears. "I don't know. She disappeared, and I've lived with the guilt ever since. I should have protected her, but I failed."


Light reached out, placing a comforting hand on Amelia's trembling shoulder. "You couldn't have known," he said softly. "But we need to find the truth, for Rose's sake and for ours."


Amelia nodded, her resolve renewed. "There's something I haven't told anyone," she confessed. "After Rose disappeared, I received a letter—a letter from Rose herself."


Sara and Light exchanged bewildered glances. "Do you still have it?" Sara asked, her voice tinged with urgency.


Amelia nodded, retrieving a worn envelope from a drawer. With trembling hands, she passed it to Sara.


As Sara unfolded the letter, her heart raced. The words on the page seemed to come alive, conveying Rose's desperation and her plea for help.


"It's a cry for help," Sara said, her voice filled with determination. "Rose didn't vanish willingly. We need to follow her trail, trace her steps, and bring her the justice she deserves."


Amelia and Light exchanged determined glances, ready to embark on this treacherous journey together. The search for Rose's truth had reached a crucial turning point—one that would lead them down a dark path filled with danger, deceit, and the revelation of long-buried secrets.


As they prepared to leave Amelia's house, a feeling of unease settled over them. They couldn't shake the sensation of being watched,


 as if the shadows held secrets of their own.


Little did they know that their quest for answers had awakened something sinister, something that had been lying dormant in the depths of the house. The entity, hungry for revenge and desperate to keep its secrets buried, would stop at nothing to protect the darkness that lurked within.


Third Person