Jane The Virgin Rose And Luisa Novels & Stories

"Mickey, you're finally here. I was so scared. I had another nightmare. Tell me—tell me I escaped. Tell me I wasn't violated, right?" She clutched at him, desperate for reassurance. Her doe-like eyes shimmered with fear. Mickey wrapped her in his arms and gently stroked her back. "You got away. No one laid a finger on you. Don't be afraid, Rose. I'm here." Rose? Mickey, the woman in your arms—do you really believe she's your beloved Rose? Don't you know Rose is already dead? You killed her. My eyes stung as I watched another woman take my name and identity. And I could do nothing.

Chapter 2 Juliet She stared at the report, speechlessly. Her eyes were wide in saucers staring at the paper like it was a call from Lucifer . “I am a virgin, then how can I be pregnant, why are you accusing me with a false report? The people started gossiping. They stared at her like she was the resident of a mental asylum and came there by mistake.

Alice: I think we need to talk in person about this, Nathan. My tongue darts out to wet my lips. Is Alice going to break up with me? Shit. How do I prevent her from doing that? Do I lure her in with kisses and sex? Presents? "Hola, amigo, mind if I sit here?" I lift my chin and laugh. Some old college mates have found their way to the bar—football players—not hockey ones. Jason grins back at me, and Lionel is behind him, with Dela hugging his arm. There is a second woman, a gorgeous blonde woman who looks chummy with Jason—Addison, his wife.

Arriana angrily turned around and looked for the wife of the vice mayor. The witnessing teachers couldn’t keep their lips shut as they looked alternately between the newcomers. Luisa became weak and clung to the arm of her gay companion as she stared at Alexander and the owner of the said university. Only now did she realize to whom Alexander resemblance.

uttered Devan with closed eyes, eventually drifting into sleep while still lying on top of Lisa. Devan's breath brought a sense of calm to Lisa's chest. Lisa gently stroked the head of the man who had just taken the crown she had carefully guarded. Lisa wiped away the tears that flowed unexpectedly and pooled in the corners of her eyes. She wasn't sad about losing her crown; in fact, she thoroughly enjoyed the pleasure Devan provided. However, she hadn't expected to engage in this with a man she had never known before.

She might be experienced in everything about the sex life but that doesn't mean she wasn't a virgin. "Don't worry it won't hurt much." He smirked and a wicked glint flashed through his eyes as he inserted his d*ck roughly making her scream in pain... "Oh yeah! You're so f*cking tight!" He held onto her neck tightly and hot tears rolled down her cheeks as he continuously violated her honey pot.. She wanted to fight back and stab him to death.. "Ouch! I never knew my little maid was a cute ass virgin." His voice was laced with lust and mockery..

The note read: Violet, My beautiful love I have had a special team working on this hybrid rose for you. Ever since I saw the blue flame I knew I could find a way to show you my love for you. And to remind you that with both flames working together you can do amazing things to help others. I love you. Love Jaylor. P.S. Move the paper to reveal the other present. As soon as I removed the tissue paper I saw a note on top of a dress. The note said Happy birthday on it. As soon as I read the note I thought could it really be that time already? Is is really my sixteenth birthday today? I look down lost in my own thoughts and they immediately come to a halt as I let out a gasp when I see the dress

Then, beneath it, the blank space where the name wasn’t mine, but I had to take it anyway. Elena Moretti. The moment the tip of the pen scratched that second signature, something twisted in my chest like it wanted to scream. No ring was offered. No kiss was given. No words were exchanged. Just paper. Just a glass of red wine set in my hand by a man I’d never seen before. “Smile,” the lawyer said. I didn’t. Dante didn’t either. “You may acknowledge your wife,” the priest said. The words echoed like a cough in an empty cathedral.

Andre dropped the bombshell. "Hell no!" Max shook his head in denial "That freaking goddess is from a convent?" "Full blown nun if I must say." "That shouldn't be a problem for you then. You don't do nuns remember?" Max reminded him. Yeah, he doesn't do nuns but sometimes one's perspective's gotta change right? "Listen, she might be a virgin for all we know" Max deadpanned. It was Andre's turn to laugh now. "Yeah right. That makes me a saint then" He said in between laughs "There are no fucking virgins Max. That shit is old."

‘It’s too late, Elsa, you failed,’ I heard Lalora’s whisper in the air, and my brows furrowed with confusion that I was sure Rowan did not miss, but chose to ignore. What was that? What did she mean? What was I late for? I tried to ignore the voice and straightened my face again. I looked at Rowan and hoped my face showed enough sincerity in them. His eyes mellowed as well, and slowly I felt the anger slip away from his body. Maybe I should have been scared then, with how calm and relaxed his face and body had become. “You don’t have any idea what you are into, Lisa. You don’t know who that beast is, and you definitely don’t know what will become of you until…” He stopped talking, and his ey