Juleka And Rose Novels & Stories

Then, he gave me a polite smile. The view changed after that. Rose stood there, lost in her thoughts. Everything around her is dark and broken. She started to move, she moved her right foot towards the jeep, then she slowly moved another and after a step she stopped and turned her neck to her shoulder and a drop of water moved out from her beautiful black eyes and then slipped on her red cheeks.

Finally, when the guests arrive, Rosalia greets them. Three young girls and four boys, including a little child, have arrived. Undoubtedly, except for the child, all of them are haughty like JK. "Ewww! Who are you?" One of those girls asks. "I'm Ja—" "My slave, I mean maid," JK says before she can complete her sentence. "Oh no!" The girl says, "You have no right to be that beautiful!" "You have shaken my heart, JK! I thought she must be your girlfriend or wife! By the way, I'm Lily; they are Audrey, Joseph, Lilyona, and Jessica; and that little brat is my brother Kevin." "Nice to meet you all; I'm Rosalia Moore!" Saying that she looks at JK. He pokes his tongue against his cheek. Her destina

The growl became louder and louder as Lizal and Rose looked around. " Oh Claudia what pack is your mate from? Wow you are going to be a Luna as well. Let us know and we can come and see you. Maybe bring a good old house warming present." smiled Rose. Oh Claudia was pissed and almost lost it. Cynthia knew that this Rose was wolf-less. She had to get rid of this girl one way or another. T.j waved at the band as he stepped on to the stage and grabs the mic and began his small speech.

Rose was alone in the sitting room when the door creaked open and Jude entered, supporting someone. Rose glanced toward the door and saw Jude helping Kelly inside. The corner of her lips twitched as she listened to Kelly muttering gibberish. She straightened up, her face darkening as she looked at them. “Hi, Rose,” Jude said softly. “Kelly’s a little drunk. Maybe you can take him to his room and help him change his clothes?” Rose simply rolled her eyes, turned away, and sank back onto the sofa. She grabbed the remote, changed the channel, and increased the volume.

Lena took the flowers from him, instructing her assistant to find a vase, thanked him again for the chocolates, and apologized—once more—for how abruptly she’d left that morning. Jack waved it off with an easy grin. “You don’t owe me explanations.” Together, they headed for the elevator. In the lobby, they nearly collided with Rose. “Oh!” Rose exclaimed brightly. “Look at us, running into each other again. This must be fate.” Lena stiffened almost imperceptibly. Rose looped her arm through Julian’s—who stood beside her, expression unreadable—and beamed. “I was just coming to steal my baby for lunch. Why don’t we all go together? It’ll be so fun.”

Rosa had outdone herself: roasted meats, fresh vegetables, breads and cheeses and pies and the wedding cake, three tiers of apple and honey and cream. Mateo had appointed himself DJ, playing songs from his tablet through a portable speaker. The children danced in a circle. The elders tapped their feet. And Kyle took Riley's hand and led her to the center of the room. "I don't know how to dance," he reminded her. "Neither do I," she said. "But that's never stopped us before." They moved together, slowly, clumsily, their feet tangling, their laughter filling the room. Other couples joined them—Bella and Elena, Rosa and an old farmer whose name Riley couldn't remember, even Mateo twirling an im

Olive's P.O.V. **Song Suggestion: Turning Page by Sleeping At Last** "Merry Christmas, Rose." Lucas woke me up with a small present. He sat at the edge of the bed with an excited smile. "Open it." I rubbed my eyes, sitting up and grabbing the box. It was small, but had a beautiful red ribbon with printed roses on it. I untied the ribbon, slowly opening the box to reveal another smaller, black, velvet box. I furrowed my brow as I opened it. Inside was a beautiful rose ring with a large center stone in the center of the rose. The rings band had delicate and dainty leaf and twig style motifs. It was stunningly beautiful, but it looked like an engagement ring.

He never played with the others; he was always the target of their bullying. I couldn't stand it. I went to him myself. At first, he ignored me. But maybe I was too persistent, too stubborn—eventually, he gave in. We became inseparable. A month after any child arrived, Helen would always give them a new name. The boy didn't like the name she gave him, so he picked his own: Jack. I was Rose. He was Jack. Like in Titanic, we were inseparable. For three years after that, wherever I went, he followed.

Cedric said with a smile. "What kind of day?" "Your one-year recovery anniversary." He pulled out a bouquet of flowers. "Congratulations—on being reborn." I took the bouquet, my eyes misting over. "Thank you, Cedric. For this past year… for staying by my side." "Silly girl," he said gently. "I told you, I'd wait as long as it takes. So… are you ready to give me a chance now?" I paused for a few seconds, then smiled. "Alright."

I nodded, assuring her that I'd be a better person. I watched Juleka look out to the open sea below the bridge, saying, " No, I rather die than spend another day with you." In split seconds, Juleka jumped off the bridge, choosing death over me. "JULEKA!" I screamed, almost jumping after her. But I was stopped by my guards who arrived after Juleka left me. She's gone. . "A toast to our partnership," Sebastian raised, lifting his glass high. I, along with Miranda, lifted our glasses to celebrate our five years partnership.