Ivy Rosalia Novels & Stories

Isla said. “Better!” She pouted when the door opened and she watched Aries walking in with a bouquet in his hands. He passed her an enchanting smile, and she averted her gaze, clutching the knife. “Okay, let’s talk! What about the campaign you were talking about? Did Aries like your surprise?” Isla appeared fresh on the screen. Out of nowhere, Aries appeared behind Veronica and kissed her cheek, wrapping his hands around her waist. “I loved it!” He smiled at Isla on the screen. “I see sisters are bonding well over FaceTime!”

"And yes, you can see mine, though I don't have much with me." Izzy beamed, her entire demeanor transforming from suspicious to enthusiastic. "Cool! Maybe we could draw together sometime?" "I'd like that." The sound of footsteps interrupted our conversation. We both turned to see Rosa approaching, looking slightly harried. "Isabella! There you are." She looked between us, her expression softening. "I see you've met Miss Winters." "She's Mr. Salvatore's fiancée." Izzy announced, emphasizing the word with obvious relish. "She paints too."

Three years later ___________ REX AND REYNA • • • 'IMPACT' Top 10 Under 30 Most Influential Women of the Year - ROSALIA KNIGHT Rose admired her picture on the glossy magazine cover, her fingers grazing over the newly launched diamond label she had worked tirelessly to establish. The name "Rosalia Knight", printed in bold, elegant letters under the headline, brought a satisfied smile to her lips.

I’d failed them. Then a new voice cut through, sharp and young, laced with a Brooklyn accent thick as plantains: “Yo, get your hands off my tia!” A figure burst from the alley’s shadows—a girl, maybe seventeen, Puerto Rican like us, her braids flying, a machete in one hand, a glowing tablet in the other. Her eyes were Javier’s eyes, brown and fierce, her jaw set like Elena’s. She slashed the river, the machete sparking, severing a tendril. Ichor sprayed, hissing. “I’m Rosa Vasquez,” she spat, “Javier’s niece, Sofia’s sobrina. You want the family? You go through me.”

Then, Rosa sends me another voice message, taunting, "Arianna Moretti, for three years, he's been dulling your claws, turning you into something soft and spoiled. Everything he did was just to bring me back." However, she doesn't know that when I love Salvatore, I don't mind surrendering to him. And when I no longer love him, he'll face my fiercest vengeance. ... Three years into my marriage to Salvatore Russo, I received a private video. It was sent by Rosa Conti, the same spy who had drugged him three years ago. At that moment, the video replayed. I stared at the two bodies entwined on screen, biting my lip until I tasted blood.

A woman in her mid-forties squealed, catching Riva’s attention. “Tiya Rosale!” Galak na bati ni Riva sa Tiya. Nagmano si Riva at ngiting pinasadahan si Rosale. “Naku kamusta ka na hija? Madalang ka nalang bumisita dito sa probinsya, ah.” May bahid na pag-aalala sa tono ng boses nito. Ginawaran naman ng ngiti ni Riva ang babae.

They arrived at the center of the stage and he pushed her forward, letting go of her hand. Everybody waited. The grasp of power she felt on the tip of her tongue was what got her to begin. " Some of you know me, some only know me by name, some ignore I even existed. Let me present myself. " She saw cameras raising in the crowd and saw multiple professional photographers taking pictures. Everybody was fixated on her lips and that gave her pleasure like she had never felt. " I am Raïna Velàsquez, she entamed, former Captain, now raised to the statue of Luna by the Alpha. I am now taking my position as his mate. It's an honor." Silence streched, then an ovation. People clapped, growled, howled

I closed my eyes, loving the relaxing sounds of nature only to jump when she suddenly screamed. "That bitch!" Ivyrose sat up on her beach chair, pouting like a teenager. "Ugh. They're never going to stop. I'm losing thousands of followers per minute. Look at this. Serena Joy made a few more “Ivyrose is a whore” pages. She's not even hiding behind her fake accounts now."

I turned my back only to see that it is Flame who opened the door. I stared at Cosmos again only to see his clenched jaw right now. Is this really Cosmos? Cosmos' Point of View. "Cosmos Alexandrus Vergara. I believe you're Ms. Alyia Lyra Vega. Nice seeing you, Ms. Vega." I said and offered my hand to her but she just stared at me and to my hand. Is she gonna stay like this? She aged but she's still stunning like before. She still wears her makeup. That light makeup of hers that makes her more elegant as what she is already.

Forever. Ivy, oblivious to the battle raging inside me, was pacing. Back and forth. She was talking fast, a nervous energy surrounding her like a haze. She was going on and on about how she had asked her assistant to bring some files over before the ceremony. Then she was listing names. Her father. Marcus. And another woman she called Rosa. "They'll soon be on their way, Leo," she said, her voice rising slightly with excitement. "You will love Rosa, I promise. She saved me. She nursed me. She took me as her own."