Bowser X Rosalina Novels & Stories

"Rosa's alive! She's with the Sunstone pack!" Carlo’s heart skipped a beat. "How… how is she?" "She looks… good," the scout said, hesitating. "The Sunstone pack seems to respect her a lot. She healed their pups." "Rylan and her…?" Carlo couldn't finish the question. "Alpha," the scout reported in a low voice, "Rosa performed some kind of powerful ritual during a border fight. She helped the Sunstone pack beat back the Greymountain invaders. The whole pack sees her as a hero."

Inside a room where almost everything was white一a white canopy, curtain, and sheet, Rosalina stood behind a four-folded white screen with cherry blossoms drawing a river when a knock came from the door. Stepping out, she hovered her hand and opened the door with her magical white light to reveal a smiling Alessa and a frowning Garry on the other side.

As they sped off, I saw Rosalina Russo shoot me an angry look through the window. Weirdly enough, her anger sent my blood in a hot rush and settled straight in my groin. What is that girl doing to me? I couldn't resist the temptation of Rosalina Russo's alluring charm. Be it her hot anger, or her wanton smile. Being a daredevil, I saw her as a challenge I simply had to conquer. Someday, bella I will make you mine. ***

It could cost you your head and leave your carcass for the vultures to feast on. "I'm sorry Alpha Konan and I hope you do forgive me. She replied sarcastically. I rolled my eyes. Typical Rosaline. Always toeing the line and testing the boundaries. Rosaline is the strongest female warrior werewolf and the pack's strategist. We had grown up together and we had seen more blood than tears since when we were both stationed at the pack borders to ward off rogue wolves disturbing the peace of the pack. She is the only one whose hunting skill was on par with me. She was rarely seen around, only during pack wars and when she was summoned.

"Brandon just left your ward. Don't tell me you're trying to weasel out of our bet. You lost, so why are you still clinging to him?" Rosalie met her gaze, eyes blazing. "I'm not. I promised I'd leave him, and I won't back out now." Nina's expression hardened. "Then stay away from him. Quit showing up everywhere he goes." Rosalie couldn't be bothered to argue with Nina. She tried to get back up but accidentally knocked her foot against Nina's leg. Nina flew into a rage. "Shove her head into the toilet!" she barked at the people holding Rosalie down.

Aaron nodded at her, held Bella's hand once again and walked away. While Rosalina stared at him, unblinking and impassive face. Cara, who was standing aside and watching everything silently, finally moved from her place and walked to her cousin, "I told you not to talk with her," she said lowly, touching her hand. Rosalina snatched her hand away and let out an irritated scream. "Who does He think of himself! I won't let this insult pass without any consequences. I will make him pay for insulting me in front of a waitress whore!"

The wedding concluded and instead of a banquet, Rosalina was taken straight to the marital bed. She stood beside the bed not moving and not letting anyone take her gown off of her. Tor was readied and he waited his bride to do the same. He grew irritated with her reluctance and walked over to her. He ripped the fabric and when she was bare he puched her to the bed. Rosalina kicked and screamed but he was much large and stronger than she was. When she would cry out he would hit her. When he was finished he left the bed. Rosalina curled up and cried.

He relinquished his grip on her and wrapped one protective arm around Lenora She smiled. "No, Rosa here is with Axel Cameron. She is his." Rusello turned large, surprise-filled brown eyes back to me. "Axel, 'eh? Now that is something you don't hear about every day." "It was lovely meeting you both but I am already late to meet Axel" Rosa said to the couple wanting to just find axel and have him wrap his strong arms around her, she was tired of answering questions and having people look at her as though she was some unusual creature that had wandered in out of the sea.

I glared at him, silencing his defiance. “Talking things through rationally was an option. Arranging a proper Alpha title fight could have been done—but no,” I snapped again. I then turned to the man who had come to me for help. “What is your name?” I asked. “Ross Brown, Alpha,” he replied. “You will become the hybrid pack’s new—” “Alpha, please wait,” a woman interrupted, walking up to me. “My name is Rosalina. I’m pregnant with Alpha Altair’s child,” she said, showing me documents to prove her claim.