Draw Rosalina Novels & Stories

she rubbed her arms. Elias laughed, "You don't have to be cut out for this. You already are the Red Luna, you can't change it." She pouted, "Do you think my parents would have just left me?" Akira turned to face her, "What do you mean?" "What if they were killed?" Elias' smile disappeared, 'Whoa.. that's am accusation. Who are you accusing?" She got to her heels, "If I am a Luna, it means I'm royalty, and if I'm royalty, it means I'm connected to the palace."

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."

Jeffrey got up and jumped up and down to get there. He thought the flowers had bloomed, and I was back. But how could a rose that was uprooted bloom? He opened the iron gate of the rose garden and found that the land was loose. He saw Joanna holding a small hoe, squatting on the ground, and plowing bit by bit. "Look, Jeffrey, I want the roses I planted to bloom all over the garden." Without waiting for him to respond, Joanna, who was wearing high fashion and exquisite makeup-, hugged him. "Happy? Besides Audrey, I can also plant roses for you."

There was only one person she could think of. "Thank you. You can go now!" She spoke to Viola without taking her eyes off the rose. "Good night, My Lady!" After she left, Rosana got out of her seat and rushed over to the bed. She picked up the flower and inhaled its beautiful sweet scent with a smile on her face. Her eyes caught something else on the bed and she picked it up immediately. It was a short note. 🌹🌹🌹{Meet me in the room beside the library and do not bother wearing any panties}🌹🌹🌹

He falls screaming. She smirks. Walking closer to him, she grabs him by his throat and lifts him off the ground. “Release my angel.” She says, and that’s when I notice the changes happening to Rosa. “Never, it belongs with me, just like you do Rosalie. I will give you the same choice once more, just like in the past.” He spits, blood dribbles from his mouth and chest. “I belong to no-one. I will take her by force.” With that, I watch in amazement as she transforms completely. Her wings, now daggers. Her armour covers her form.

he said in surprise. "Just follow me. Just smile and look into my eyes." The girl followed him and he held her behind while pulling her closer to him. Ara was shocked and grabbed his shoulder. Robin happened to glance at them and dropped the wine glass he was holding on the table. He walked towards the girl but immediately stopped walking when Sofia met him. "Robin, we need to talk." It promised him. "Aldrin, I'm just going to the restroom." Bea said goodbye, she got up and went to the restroom. But he didn't go inside because someone suddenly approached him.

I huff quietly and do my best to ignore his leering eyes as he pushes the dazed woman away from him and licks the remaining blood from his lips. “Rosalyn is it? Don’t be shy and come stand beside your master,” Matthias says to me as he places his glass on a brown coaster on the coffee table. The way he calls Paul my master makes my skin prickle. Paul fists his hands but looks to me and nods for me to come stand beside him. My legs feel shaky as I step closer, keeping my head to the floor and hoping we won’t be here long. “Lift your head and look at me, Rosalyn. It’s rude not to look at someone when they speak to you,” Matthias demands calmly and I don’t like where this is going.

"You shouldn't have caused such a loud scene earlier, darling. You should have just come back to me quietly. I know you miss me and this body." Max turned around, looking entirely furious, he wasn’t ready for her games. But before he could speak, Rosina reached for the robe around her shoulders. With a smooth movement, the fabric fell straight to the floor, revealing her lace lingerie. She tilted her head, her gaze burning with pure seduction. She brushed her short black hair forward, framing her face perfectly as she smiled wickedly at him.

The hall quietened, the silence hanging like a thick veil - almost as if everyone had suddenly held their breaths on wisp. The red - haired male stepped forward, reaching out for the bouquet of roses. His eyes filled with silent contemplation as he stared at the blooming,fresh roses and then at Dylan's expecting eyes. Without another thought he tossed the roses to the ground, trampling on them with his shoes tilled their petals scattered around in the dust. Gasps rippled through the halls, a clear expression of shock from the watching bystanders. "Dylan, how many times must i have to turn you away and how many times must you embarrass yourself in public like this?. You know.....", Simone pau

"Of course, my Luna. What is it?" "Ostin. The vanguard warrior with the blue eyes," Rosalie began, keeping her voice low. "Yesterday at the training grounds, he deliberately slammed into me. The hatred in his gaze... it felt entirely personal. Do you know who he is?" Marta’s cheerful demeanor vanished in an instant. She paled, her eyes darting nervously toward the heavy chamber doors before she stepped closer to Rosalie, dropping her voice to an urgent whisper.