Draw Rosalina Novels & Stories

“We have to hurry.” We ran the rest of the way to the cottage, Grace doing her best to keep up despite her condition. The moment we reached the door, I shoved it open, the hinges groaning in protest. Inside, the air was thick with the remnants of powerful magic, the scent of burnt herbs and something acrid hanging in the air. And there she was. Rose lay crumpled on the floor, her skin pale and her breathing shallow. Her fiery red hair was splayed out like a halo, a stark contrast against the dark wood. My heart seized at the sight.

“Please, stop!” I choke, my voice raw, knees sinking into the cold stone. My palms scrape against gravel and shattered glass, the remnants of a night I don’t want to remember. But Rosalina only scoffs in my face, lips curved into a venomous smile. Her long blond hair tumbles forward, a golden curtain veiling her face from the pack gathered behind her, but I know what lies beneath it—a monster draped in silk. She leans down slowly, as if to embrace me, to show them all what a saint she is, their pure Luna, merciful to the end. But her lips brush my ear and the illusion shatters like glass.

Her cheeks had turned beetroot while her teary-eyes that were filled with lust a while ago widened in fear. But to her surprise, the expression on Xavier's face didn't change at all instead they turned into a roguish one. Rosaline clutched the towel tightly to her chest and tried to cover her bare mounds from his wanton eyes but Xavier grabbed her wrist in midway. He pinned both of her hands above her head making her gasp in surprise. Rosaline instantly shook her head in denial as she started shaking like a leaf. But she was like a little lamb who was trapped in the clutches of this hungry wolf who was licking his lips sinfully as he eyed her trembling figure with his dark orbs. Giving her a

STARTING FROM CHRIS HUNTER, RAYN STONE, AXEL LOCKWOOD AND THEN ROSALIYA STAVROS. ______________________________________ Rosaliya: I am Rosaliya, Rose for short with my hazel eyes and dark brown hair. I'm currently 22 year's old looking for a job ,I have completed my bussiness studies and lookin for a job. So coming back to the point my current situation is a total mess cause I shifted to new york last week. Now i have to arrange my house over the weekend even look for a job and my besties are nowhere to be seen .

Overall a perfect combination making Rosalina feel weird sensations. Jeremy noticed Rosalina standing but the kitchen entrance lips parted looking at him. She was wearing a mustard-colored crop top with black shorts giving an insight into her honey thighs. Rosalina's skin complexion was fair but not very fair, her body was lightly tanned while her face was fair. Jeremy smirked at the sight.

she smiled but she wasn’t looking at Rain, she was looking at Alexander. “I’ll lead the way,” the woman even had deep dimples in her cheek when she smiled, she also looked like she knew the kind of effect she had on the people around her. “I’m Rosa Valentine,” she said even though no one fucking asked her for her name. “I’m the manager, the second I heard that you were having a meeting in our humble establishment, I took it upon myself to welcome you personally and see to it that everything will be to your liking,” Great, she was also an ass kisser.

Aatalo shot her one last charming smile before he left her room. Rosie exhaled deeply before her eyes settled on Anthony. His back was facing her as he stood in front of her desk, lost in thought as he stared at one of her drawings. Rosie slowly walked up to him, stopping beside him. She looked down to see the drawing he was looking at. It was a realistic drawing of a boy. The only thing that stood out was that while the rest of the picture was perfectly and realistically shaded in and drawn completely, the eyes were left unshaded and undone.

All of a sudden he grabbed her cheeks with his right hand making her look in his raging eyes. "I have enough of your nonsense, Rose. Behave properly or-", he growled ferociously but Rosaline immediately cut him off in midway. "Or what? Hmm, Xavier Knights? Or what? You had enough of my nonsense. Well I should be the one lashing at you not the other way around", she spat while shooting daggers at him. His hold tightened on her but she didn't backed down either.

It’s him! “What have you brought here? Explain yourselves or die.” “Sir, we present you the Red Rose. The huntress you have wanted dead for many years. She came here today, in the guise of a prisoner, with the intention to kill you. We convinced her that we would work for her, knowing that it would allow us to bring her to you, unaware of the danger she would be in. She is at your mercy, to do with as you wish Sir. She also has another identity; this woman is the new Luna of the Blue Flame pack.”

A hefty tip. The woman's eyes widened slightly, but she took it and uttered a low thanks before going back to do her job. "Yes," I murmured, still getting used to being associated with a name I knew almost nothing about except for the power and protection that came with it. "Nikolai," he held out a hand. "It is nice to meet you, Black Rose." I took his hand, not wanting to be rude. His palms were soft, dry, and the warmth of it caught me off guard. He held me longer than necessary before letting go.