Bella X Rosalie Novels & Stories

“Maria is Rolando’s wife. She is an amazing cook! She used to send Monica and I lunch on Mondays and Fridays. Her tamales and enchiladas are to die for.” “Seriously, why do all the adults in my life kiss so much?” Maddie exclaims with a yuck face as I pull away from Rose’s lips again. “Because all the adults in your life are in love and don’t care that you don’t like us kissing.” I reply as I kiss Rose again. She just melts into me. When she pulls back, I realize I don’t see the mark Zeus left on her neck. “Did someone apply makeup to cover my mark?” I ask in a whisper.

"It's Jake from the office. I should take this." Bella nodded, pressing a soft kiss to his shoulder before sliding out of bed. "I'll start the coffee," she said, grabbing her silk robe from the chair. She paused at the bathroom door, looking back at him with a playful smile. "Don't be too long. I'm not done with you yet." Marcus grinned, his eyes following the curve of her body as she disappeared into the bathroom. "Hold that thought," he called after her, then answered the phone. "Jake, this better be important."

The most beautiful smell of honey and peaches invading all of my senses. Gripping me in every way Mate! Mate! Get mate! I felt my eyes shifting darker, I could smell her, and when I looked further up the staircase I could see her. My little mate. Blossom's POV "Come on we'll be late!" Quinn practically screamed at me "Why do you even care? You already have a mate... what are you getting out of tonight?" I asked as I pinned my hair up in the mirror. She was sat on the bed, putting her blue heels on, her white dress flowing over the edge of the covers.

“Friends and families discount.” Ollie paid the florist and then put the box of lilies inside his backpack before he plucked a single red rose from one of the shelves to his left. “Here.” He placed the rose in my hand. “It matches your hair.” Then Ollie turned around and walked toward the door without waiting for me while I stood there with my cheeks turning the same shade of red as the rose in my hand.

And Elena burst into laughter. "You know that's not true." Elena said with a smile. "I know." Irene replied. Then they finally arrived at the Rosses residence.

, I begged in-between laughter and tears. "That's not good enough rose" he smirked, flashing his beautifully dimpled cheeks at me. "Mom! Dad!! Help..Please..Royce stop!! I'm sorry." I begged, writhing underneath him like a worm. "Whose the boss Roselle??" he asked shooting me an evil grin. "You are. You're the boss Royce..please stop" I begged trying to pry his fingers off my ribs. "I can't hear you" he shouted, feigning to be deaf

he asked me in a playful tone. I looked confused and threw his luggage on the couch before going into the kitchen to make some coffee for us. The smell of freesia was, in fact, Francesca’s, who had left her imprint here. I realized Philippe continued to suspect that Francesca and I were having an affair, even if it wasn’t true.

Before I could clear the threshold of the front door, a sharp movement at the top of the stairs caught my eye. Rodah was standing by the balustrade, her fingers gripping the polished wood until her knuckles were white. The dark silk robe was tied loosely around her waist, exposing the smooth, flushed skin of her neck and chest. Her green eyes weren't filled with the terrified submission most women would show during a cartel hit. They were furious. She was angry at the intrusion, angry at her own vulnerability, and deeply sobered by the realization that her defiance had kicked off this entire avalanche. The raw, aggressive chemistry between us was still there, vibrating through the open space

Rose’s POV: So, now that work he wants to do from me. I am tired just by washing utensils and wants to go home to where I spend y whole life but this tire of work makes me to just lay down on sofa and I want to relax my body but he again came and give me another work to do. Truthly, I never want to do any other work because I also not have so much strength to do any other and it makes me more anger. And this time I want that he should eat me instead of doing all that work from me. This time I have to wash his clothes and finally after an hour I complete this work also and now it’s evening, the sun looks so beautiful from the terrace of mansion, at one side sun is sat and on the other side th

Bella - I so want it to be Leena, just to see the look on their faces. Evan - I think I know. Ella - Really, then tell me. I will ask the other question. Pete - I hope it’s Leena. Leena - It was NOT me. (grits her teeth) Rosaline - Hahaha! Leena - You still have to answer, lovely Rosy. Rosaline - Fuck you. Leena - Sorry, not interested. Tris - Enough already! Ella - Rosy, who was your first kiss?