Ivy Rosalia Novels & Stories

I ask, trying to initiate a conversation, even though I knew he wouldn't talk much, I could try. "Luca." He replied. I took some seconds to drool over his accent. He wasn't from around here, that I know, I just couldn't place a pin on it, it was either Sweden or Iceland. My drunk self wasn't smart either. *Bummer.* "I'm Iris, but my friends call me Ri." I told him. I wait a few minutes before talking again. "Are you from around here?" I asked. "Norway" He replied shortly. I bit the inside of my cheek to stop myself from making any embarrassing sounds. His voice still gave her chills and his Nordic accent added to his appeal.

Yasmin looked at Roxy with clear eyes and gently said, "I have no idea why he'd want to break off the engagement with you. But it has nothing to do with me. Nothing is going on between me and Ivan." "How dare you deny it? You're just a bitch. I have photos of you and Ivan on vacation at Meulens. Yet, you're still claiming your innocence?" Roxy then threw a bunch of photos out. One of the photos grazed Yasmin's face and left behind a cut. Yasmin felt the stinging pain and instinctively touched her wound. Then, she shifted her attention to the photos. In one photo, Yasmin was standing together with Ivan, and they were heartily laughing as they watched the young girls dance.

the angel’s voice called out, making me shiver. “Dude, are you cold?” Valden questioned since we don’t get cold. “Nah, just feeling strange,” I said before I was hit by the most intoxicating scent in my life as we seemed to approach it. It smelled like lavender and cherries. We walked into the scene of the smashed vase and my eyes caught onto the most beautiful woman I have ever seen in my life. Rosaria had nothing on her and I hadn’t even seen her face yet. Her short brunette hair was curled perfectly into many curls.

Rosa informed before her voice degenerated into a guttural of warning, "and yours will take even less time." They both glowered at each other for a moment until Rosalie released her hand. She turned around and walked off, stepping on the heart of her predator. "You come with me," she heard Ryker's angry voice as he commanded Riva.

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."

ELOISE POV (RUBY) Rosalia was going to be here anytime from now as our little trip was set for noon, but I couldn’t shake away the nervousness I felt at the thought of being alone with Cassian’s mate. Soon, there was a knock. That was the only indication I’d gotten before she let herself in. I rose to my feet. “Luna,” I gave a slight bow. “Oh please. Call me Rosalia, or Rose for short. ” She said with a slight wave of her hands, “So are you ready to have the best time of your life?”

There it was, plastered across social media and gossip sites alike: Last night, Ivan Anderson spotted with a mystery woman at an exclusive VIP club. Alysha’s hands began to shake as she tapped one of the videos. The footage, though grainy, was clear enough. Ivan, leaning in close, his arm draped around a woman who looked impossibly glamorous in a shimmering dress. The two of them were laughing, their faces close—too close. The intimacy of the scene sent a chill through Alysha’s veins.

“Stop pestering him! Why can’t you get it through that cobwebs infested skull of yours that he’s done with you for good?” Rosalia. She emerged behind her clothes covered with precious stone, her hair rolled in a tight ponytail with diamond earrings on both ears. Her lips glistened with red lipstick, and high smelling perfume. She looked dazzling despite how I truly feel about her. “It’s almost time for our date.” Tagon turns to her with a charming smile, bends his neck a little and pecks her cheek and I watch her blush crimson red. The ground before me cracked under my feet. If before his words hurt it was little compared to watching them get cozy with no cares of my presence.

kissing the top of her head I reach for the soaps and start to wash her body. “You know Johnny being with you is so perfect I sometimes feel like I’m in a dream some alternate reality. Everything about you is heavenly” “Don’t say that, I’ve done some questionable things throughout my life things I know you would hate me for I….” “Hey now I don’t believe for a second you just did something terrible for the shear hell of it, I imagine every decision you have made has been for a reason. I trust you.” Picking her up again holding her ass we kissed again spending far too long in the shower playing with each other and fucking some more I was in heaven never mind Azell. I couldn’t get enough of her

she asks Raisa. "I'll finish my drink and then come meet you." Raisa decides and then Valentina's gone. Isabella is talking to Vinnie again, and Matteo wonders why nobody else has shown up to their table. His siblings and Vinnie's are expected to show up, and none of them are here yet. "What did you do this summer?" Raisa asks, trying to make conversation. Matteo looks at her. She's wearing a tight green bodysuit that shows off all of her body but in a subtle way. She has clearly dyed her hair blonde and her eyes are dark brown. Matteo remembers sleeping with her for two months before college ended.