Ivy Rosalia Novels & Stories

I finally spoke sounding brusquer than I wanted. “Don't control her, Sanders.” Cindy warned me and then turned to my girlfriend “It's just soda, I was drinking vodka and we just made a round of tequila, but if you don’t want any of it, then there's a taste for everyone in here.” She explained shrugging to then extend the glass with the soda to Olivia.

He can grab this opportunity to manipulate her and she can not let that happen. “Okay, I will go.” Iris jumped up in excitement and hugged her tightly. “You are the best.” “Enough with the buttering, let me go brush my teeth. If you still have not figured it out from my appearance, I just woke up.” Rosalyn went to the shower. When she came out. Iris dragged Rosalyn into her bedroom and started rummaging through her closet. "You have to wear something really special," she said. "This is a music festival!"

S he walked over to the laptop sitting on the desk and slowly, carefully, plugged in the USB She waited for the video to load while opening the envelope, it contained details of the event, she kept it aside Her fingers trembled slightly as she pressed play. The screen lit up with the elegant Rome villa, softly glowing in gold light. She saw Alessandro in a sharp suit, drink in hand, she saw the crowd, the laughter, the smiles. Then she saw the girl. Rosalie, wearing a soft peach dress She'd seen enough pictures to know how she looked at first glance but here, watching this clear footage. She realized how beautiful she was, sleek long dark brown hair, awkward body movements and a polite smile

I say and she smiles with a little bend of the knees. "Nice to meet you too, Madame." She says and I shake my head. "It's just Kera. Please." I tell her and she giggles nodding. Rosalia has beautiful silky brown hair with bright blue eyes and soft pink lips. She looks like a real life doll but in a good way. Her and her mother do look very alike. "Is Alessio awake yet? I mean Mr. Marino." Rosalia quickly adds. I raise my brows before nodding, keeping my eyes on her. "He's just laying down." I say before going back to pouring coffee in four cups.

The endearment feels like a predator’s purr. He twists the chain tighter around her wrist, and Marisol’s breath catches. His face is close to hers, his eyes promising pain. “The Virgin will forgive you. If you teach my son to be a man. If you remember who owns this pretty mouth.” His words are possessive, brutal. A raw sound tears from Marisol’s throat—defiance mixed with pain. She spits a mouthful of blood at his polished boots. “Prefiero quemarme en el infierno (I’d rather burn in hell)."

"I don't care where we do it or what people say, I just wanna be in your hands and explore your curves, i wanna make you moan and scream for me as you always did in the past. Remember how crazy our love is." "You ain't serious, leave me alone! I'm going to yell," Victoria threatened but immediately but got kissed by Frank instead. She started struggling to push him away, but couldn't ask if he was much stronger than her. He deepened the kiss and started exploring her mouth, this made Victoria moan. He disengaged the kiss and licked Victoria's neck, he bit and nibbed lightly on her right ear, Victoria moaned and got lost in ecstasy, forgetting the moment and all her bitterness towards Frank.

My fiance was running down shirtless while trying to buckle his belt and right behind him, a lady in his shirt was walking down the stairs too. Holy fuck. “Maria?” His eyes widened and my mouth formed an iron 'o'. Wow. “Who is this?” The woman behind him cooed, looking at me with confusion. A stupid slut who had never heard the name. “My name…” I murmured as I removed the engagement ring on my finger. “Is Maria Rodriguez, bitch and bastard!” I threw the ring to the floor and walked out. I was so stupid. How could I not have seen it before? Was I really that oblivious to how he had behaved? God, I was so stupid.

Not only did she survive, she excelled in every field she touched. Lila’s blog post began to take shape. Side-by-side comparisons of images, documents, and eyewitness accounts, all meticulously sourced. She titled it simply. The True Princess of Vespas: Arla-Rosa Hernandez. Within hours, the post went viral. Hashtags like #TruePrincessRosa, #JusticeForRosa, and #ArethaExposed began trending globally. Fans of Arla-Rosa celebrated, sharing old interviews, graduation photos, and records of her medical achievements. The story captured hearts and ignited outrage simultaneously.

As Iris looked at her mother, she felt a renewed sense of determination. She would do whatever it took to save her, even if it meant stepping out of her comfort zone and facing challenges she never imagined. She was not alone, and with Skylar by her side, she felt ready to take on the world. Present Day**************** Ryan was still shocked to see that Iris was a virgin. “But how is that even possible?” He questioned himself. “She's a stripper and a whore, there is something fishy and I must find out. He picked up his phone and dialed a number.