Carmen Rosales Novels & Stories

Carmen Kingsley? Carissa recalled Ruby, who was also Eleanor's illegitimate daughter, and her real name was Celeste. Carissa glanced quickly and noticed that the maid seemed to show little respect, instead giving off a practiced martial air. The guard and driver frequently glanced at Carmen, giving the impression that they were keeping a close watch on her. Looking at Carmen again, Carissa saw her looking nervous and clutching a handkerchief tightly. Sweat dripped from beneath her veil, and she used the handkerchief to wipe it away.

Cain scoffed, feeling his anger begin to resurface. "My relationship is none of anyone's business but mine." he said. crossing his arms. "Is it not her business too?" Evelyn asked rhetorically. "What about your pack? Is it not their business that they have a Luna?" "In order for her to be a Luna she has to be marked by her mate, the Alpha, and inducted into the pack." "And you're not going to do either of those things?" Evelyn asked. Cain shook his head. "I can't mark her."

Blood roses. Rafael’s hand tightened around the fragile flower, crushing it slowly between his fingers. A symbol. A secret. Not grief. Not loss. Love. Defiance. War. His lips curled into a dangerous smile. "So," he said softly, almost lovingly. "The game has only just begun." He tossed the crushed rose onto the floor, grinding it under his boot. "Bring me Matteo," Rafael ordered, his voice sharp as a whip. "And this time... bring the girl too."

Slowly he shut his eyes, and rubbed his temples, frustrated by them. "Excuse me" Carlos said about to leave kitty and Jason, he hoped in his heart Jason didn't hear a thing, it wouldn't be good for him for Madamme Rosa to know that kitty was his daughter, she might think he got her married to Jason and believe that Jason's accusations of him wanting to take his inheritance was true, he wouldn't let that happen.

Mara liked it immediately and was mildly annoyed by that. She'd expected to feel like a tourist. She felt, instead, like she'd been missing something she hadn't known existed, which was worse. "Tamales are at the end," Caleb said, navigating with the ease of someone who did this regularly. "The woman who runs it is named Rosa, and she will try to give you extra for free, and you should let her because it's not actually free, it's a system — you take the extra, you come back next week."

As I put one of my feet inside of the warm and welcoming water filled with the petals of the beloved and most beautiful rose. I sometimes wonder why it has so much love being given to it. It is so imperfect, yet that is its perfection just like all of us--We are perfect and one because of the imperfections of us. I also wonder why a rose just steals my heart every time I look at it--it's just so magnificent. Is it because of the color that it possesses or because of the way it possesses the frail heart of mine? So melted in my thoughts that I was, I didn't realize that I had to get out of the bath to get ready.

I looked at Celia's hand in front of me and reluctantly held it. We were now standing in the middle of the ground where a while ago Chelsea and Orion were standing. Chelsea was kneeling next to Orion, whispering something in his ear. Celia gave one final look at the dark sky; there was no moon, only the darkness looking back at her. "Luna, wait," Rose yelled, still holding Kai with tears in her eyes, "She is not the chosen leader, the powers are too much for her, she is not planning to kill you only, she has to kill your unborn child as well to keep the powers."

" I asked with a smile. "Yes" she replied. "Have you taken illegal drugs before?" "No" I motioned for her to look at the screen and her eyes widened with surprise. "You see, it's that easy." I said with a smirk. "What's your name?" "R.J" "Your full name!" "Roselle....." "Don't mess with me!" I said pinning her with an angry gaze. "Roselle Jackson" she replied in annoyance. Her name struck a bell, like I've heard it some where.

"There are whispers, a physician from Country N. They call her Doctor Rosa. Young, eccentric. Refuses fame, rejects money. But those she's healed... were lost causes. Patients the world had given up on." Cedric arched a brow. "Fairy tales." Callum hesitated, then stepped forward, lowering his voice. "I verified two cases personally. One was a diplomat's wife with stage four cancer. The other, a child born with heart deformities. She, Doctor Rosa, cured them both." A beat of silence passed. Cedric folded his arms. "And what's her price?"

It was not the time; he had a mission and he had to focus on it. A white woman with dark hair, probably in her 45s, approached him and introduced herself as Rosa Gonzalez, she was Sara's adoptive mother. For some unknown reason, Carlos had imagined her much older, but now that he had her in front of him, he thought that she could easily pass as the true mother of his Parlanchina. From his perspective, she was, since that woman was the only one who gave her all the love and attention that her biological parents denied to her.