Clive Rosfield Novels & Stories

In the room he looked around, a worried expression appeared on his face: "This has nothing to do with me, I'm weak. How can I kill him? Captain Stan looked at the young man in front of him, at his small body. He wears a pair of glasses that makes him looks like a student; his body is small, about 1m59 in heights. He pondered: "Who is it after all; it's already the third case. What does that black rose mean, why does every case have a rose in the victim's mouth?

I snapped, "Or just stare at me like I’m going to kill you?" "About that," Clifford began, "They were more of midnight roses men." "Midnight Rose again." I huffed, finding that I wasn’t too terribly surprised. "It seems that Midnight Rose really wants to be erased from this earth." "What would you have us do?" Clifford asked, growing serious. "Plan a visit." I responded. "It’s been a while since I’ve seen Walter anyway." S-sir," Clifford gasped, his eyes growing wide. "Do you think that’s a good idea?"

Clover's brows remained furrowed. His concern shifted to confusion as he listened to Rose. He echoed her question, "Why are you in Regalia? How did you end up here?" Rose hesitated. Thinking of the recent events, her eyes filled with sadness. "Well, I came to Regalia because... Grandpa passed away." Clover paused, momentarily taken aback. He knew that Rose was Oliver's adopted granddaughter. When he had left Aquastead, he had been in a rush due to family issues, and he hadn't even had the chance to say goodbye to Rose.

The wall morphed and changed into a silver screen like a theatre. The screen lit up and then showed a figure. The figure was standing amidst fiery debris. It had a pair of wings and a pair of horns on its head. Its roar was deafening and terrifying. Rose couldn’t hold her curiosity and asked. “What is that?” Roosevelt took a short pause before answering. “That’s him, Matthew Blair Dragunov.” Rose held her breath in disbelief. She took a long good look at the figure again. She could not see that that figure was Matthew. It was too different.

Their eyes were on Mason, waiting for him to say something. "Since Mason has nothing to say for himself, we have come to a desicion." Luna started. "We are officially stripping Mason from his tittle as Future Alpha, and awarding it to Tyler. We feel this desicion is the best way to go, as we know Tyler has already found his Fated mate, and can take on the role as Alpha." Alpha Brian said.

Baylor POV When we walked through the door of the conference room ’Shammus’ started chanting again as the staring guy came forward with his hand extended to shake mine. “Baylor, good to see you. I am Clive Kelly and this is Phineas Brody my best friend as you would say. The other fellows here are Fergus, Aidin, and Arthur,” Clive said as introductions. “This is Kenneth Goldberg and Mitchum Averman, my best friends.”