Novel & Cerita Corazon Rosinante

she heard from behind, followed by a stab to her chest; blood was gushing from the stabbed part, and her body immediately weakened; that shaft must have something on it, “Wondering why you feel that way?” She smelled the rose scent, wolfsbane. “Do you also want to feel the excruciating pain of being hunted down?” an unknown voice spoke, they all threw her down and faced the stranger man, but something was happening to her. Inside her, a tingling sensation, the smell of sweet lemon and lavender, with honey and a bit of chamomile, what’s that? What’s this feeling? Is this anxiety……. Or excitement? “And who the fuck may you be?” anger and annoyance were evident in one of the rogue’s voices, she

I’ll shatter it before dawn, and I’ll make her thank me for it. ═══════⊹⊱♚⊰⊹═══════ What Awaits Author’s Note: You’ve met the firebrand. You’ve seen the king fracture. Now—watch the tower burn. Midnight Crown is a dark romance built on crime, obsession, betrayal, and slow-burn war between two people who should have destroyed each other—but didn’t. Because control is never clean, and neither is love. You’ll drown in silence and secrets as the story unfolds through four arcs:

"Because you saw too much. And because I’ve seen you. Truly seen you. Since the first moment you walked into this house, all fire and fury hidden beneath a maid’s uniform. I knew I’d have to choose between my mission and..." He touched her cheek, his fingers rough and warm. "...and you." Inés’ breath hitched. The fire roared outside the door, but the only heat she felt now was his proximity. His lips hovered near hers, hesitation tightening his jaw. "Kiss me," she breathed, shocking even herself. His mouth crushed against hers, wild and desperate, like a man starved for oxygen. She dropped the poker, fingers clutching at his shirt. Their bodies collided, and Esteban lifted her effortlessly,

"Ximena, today is our wedding day. Let's just forget all the misunderstandings from before. How about you give me that nail as a token of our love?" She waved her hand without a second thought. "It's just a nail. If you like it, take it." [Ding. Target Ximena has gifted the host a level-four soul nail. Stored in inventory.] [Ding. Host has obtained a level-three tweezer. Stored in inventory.] [Nail removal task completed. Reward pack has been issued. Please claim it in your inventory.] [Please keep up the good work and carry out your Devoting actions to the end.] I opened my system inventory and found four new items inside. A mask called Beauty Restoration Device. A wig called Three Thousand

In the twenty-seventh hour after Chen Boyan escaped from prison, the police sent out fifteen drones, nearly half of the police dog police force, after the carpet search of the whole blockade, still did not find half a trace of him. The man left incomparably arrogant, before leaving, but also with the blood of the escorting police officers, leaving the following words. I'll recapture my rose. I'll recapture my rose. Who is this "rose" referring to ...... A group of police officers in the conference room looked at me in unison. "Even if you look at me like that." I held my arms and shrugged. "I can only prove that Chen Boyan is just a love brain." Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to ask m

“It’s called the Estrella del Mar. I want to see you, mi amor.” I couldn’t resist that purring voice. “Give me fifteen minutes,” I said.

The tension in the room shifted, not disappearing but changing its quality, the way tension changed between people who had been in conflict long enough to remember being on the same side. "The puto," Maricel said. "Where did you get it?" Corazon looked at the bag in my hands. "Aling Rosa's place." "She is still operating?" "She is a hundred years old and she still fries puto every morning," Corazon replied. "I don't think anything could stop her." Something moved across Maricel's face. The barest beginning of a smile. "I used to buy from her every Sunday." "I know," Corazon said. "She still asks about you."

Rose zoomed out of her emotional thoughts from Justin's voice and immediately grabbed the key from his hand and clutched it near her heart. Her heart was beating fast, she couldn't able to believe that she's actually stepped the most important step of her success. Now her revenge is not far away. She will pull the floor beneath her enemies when she will re-establish Walton industries with all its previous glory. Justin pat her shoulder and started the car, but Rose was still in a daze. She was like couldn't able to concentrate on anything because of the thrilling moment. Sometimes later she composed her emotions and back to her usual cold self.

Anastasia slides into my arms and I pick her up. “Death to the Gastillos.” The old man shouts, and bounds towards me. My mate whimpers with fear, turning to press her face into my chest. My arms tighten, never wanting to let go. Tears wet my shirt, and her fingernails- oh so pretty with pink rose design on them- dig into my fore arms. I raise a single eyebrow at the man, detaching my shadow from my body. The janitor takes a pause in his step, noticing the larger, more natural version of myself. I don’t look at it, stroking the hair of my mate to ease her tremors.

"Be careful! Didn't you see that? It's starting to get irritable! You'll be thrown off if you ride it!" Corinne was not frightened at all, and she calmly stretched out her hand to touch Moonshine's face and soothe its emotions. Rosie walked up to Sunny and said to him, "That's what I told Corinne earlier, but she still insists on choosing Moonshine. Just leave her be!" Sunny's eyebrows were knit in a tight frown. "But that's very dangerous, Rosie! You know how fierce Moonshine is! Corinne will die if things go south!"