Allie Rosenthal Novels & Stories

Friendzone her. "Rita, why are you sitting at the last?" Suddenly two females come in our line, eyeing between me and Rita. "Shelly, this is Ethan. Today is his first day and session in our office.” Her friends sit beside her while passing their flirtatious smiles to me. Oh, no... I am already allergic to bitches. Not today Satan. I'll do your rituals every weekend, but not today, please. "Hi Ethan, I am-" Her petite voice sinks below the loud noise coming from the crowd, all reporters rush towards the gate like an orgasm. I try to get up from the chair to see who entered.

When I returned, she was sitting upright, waiting. Still silent. Still broken. But waiting. The maids stood quietly at the door, witnessing everything. I met their eyes, and something shifted in the way they looked at me. One of them, Anna, I think her name was, stepped forward with a fresh blanket and draped it over Lysandra’s shoulders. She tensed, but she did not move, she was allowing us to help her. Progress. When the others left, the headmistress stepped inside. An older woman, stern, but kind. “I raised her when her mother passed.”

“Tilt your head back.” “What is that?” “Milk.” I jerked away. “What? Why? That’s weird as hell.” “Do you want to stop feeling like your face is on fire or not?” “How do you even know we have milk in here?” “My little sister Rosie is an over-energetic little brat who gets into a lot of accidents,” Allison said, and I heard her tone go a little fonder. “So? What the fuck does that have to do with—"

She sits at one of the tables, sipping what appears to be a martini, and her face contorts in disgust after her first sip. I chuckle, tilting my head as I observe her. She wears a sash, but due to the distance and dim lighting, I am unable to decipher its inscription. "Gelo," I utter, the name of my beta. "I desire to know the message on her sash." Gelo chuckles next to me, catching my eye. "It's her twenty-second birthday. Her sash says to buy her a drink. I've sent you, her details." My phone vibrates a moment later. I pull it out of my pocket, her username shining brightly on the screen. The temptation to ignore this perfect chance tugs at me, but I can't resist the mystery of the unknown

We didn’t know who started it first, but we found each other’s lips and started kissing passionately. We were both so drawn in the kiss and the invisible pull luring over us that we didn't notice the presence of someone else standing by the door. It was only when we heard a gasp which interrupted us that we realized that we were not alone. We turned around and found the person from the Moon Howlers staring at us in shock. A surge of panic hit me. Yet, before the stranger could say a single word, Alpha Dalton leaped at him and ripped his throat open.

This was her facing her parents, well, through the camera for the first time since she disappeared from home. Elisa nodded her on with a soft smile. “Hi dad, uncle Bob, Howard…it’s me Eleanor. I am really sorry for running off the way I did…I just can’t bear to endanger your lives…like I did to Howard. I am sorry Howard I hurt you, I had no idea my little shove would have you crashing that badly to the wall… I’m so sorry…and Dad, I’m fine here…so stop searching for me. I promise to come see you when things fall in place…”

Alpha Lorenzo's voice came to a growl and Rosalie shivered fearfully. "Y-yes, Alpha. P-please trust me w-when I say that I k-know her." She shuttered. "Her name is Tinsely Keegan and we both leave together with her younger sister." She said. "She has a younger sister?" Alpha Lorenzo asked, and he cursed himself for not knowing that much about the woman he claimed to be his mate. "Y-yes, Alpha!" Rosalie nods at him. Even though they were meeting for the first time she knew he was Alpha Lorenzo Rochester, the most powerful alpha and a famous billionaire.

ROCHELLE Just a matter of time! I couldn't believe my luck when Aries and Adrien offered me a job in their company. Two bigwigs—powerful, intimidating, and drop-dead gorgeous—saw something in me. Me, Rochelle, an ordinary young lady with a passion for creative marketing but barely enough experience to turn heads. Yet, here I was, standing in front of them, feeling both overwhelmed and ecstatic, even though I did a good job masking it.

If he noticed Alonzo ’s jaw clenching, he didn’t show it. Red means nobody touches you.I hesitated but shook Harlan’s hand. Surely introductions weren’t covered by ribbon color, right? “I’m Allie, nice to meet you.” Harlan’s eyes dropped to the streak of crimson around my wrist as he shook my hand, and a wide grin shot over his features. “I’ll be damned, Alonzo Benington brought a red ribbon girl.” He laughed and clapped Alonzo on the shoulder again. “It’s good to meet you, Allie. How does a girl like you end up in a place like this with someone like Alonzo ?”

Chef Smith instructed his assistant. Adam is a newly appointed employee and he is a little timid and shy. No one knows that he is under David's control and mixed poison in that steaming red velvet cake, that was just removed from the oven to kill Thea's baby. Unaware of the poison, the chef prepared the cake to send it to the mansion. David was observing everything through Adams's eyes. Later he released his hold on Adam knowing fully well that, he will not remember what he did. Roland and Emma along with celebrity chef Smith reached the mansion and arranged all the different flavors on a table for taste testing.