Juleka And Rose Novels & Stories

This was a magical excursion for her. When we walked into Rose’s room again, as the old woman was looking at me with wonder “Rose,” I said gently. “There is someone I would like you to meet.” Rose blinked, her wrinkled hands gripping the arms of her chair. Her eyes shifted to the strangers behind me looking very confused. “This… this is Candice. And this—” I gestured to the little girl, “is Jenna.” Candice stepped forward with a bright plastered smile on her face.

"And I'll be always here for you too, little Rose." "Woah, woah what's going on here?" Selena came back with Linda, Mary and Jake. "Just a sister and brother bonding time." Rosella said softly. "Aw, how cute but," Linda spoke and stopped in between her sentence as she hooked her arm with her, "before anyone claims her, she is only mine." Linda playfully tsked at Dante. Rosella laughed at her friends tactics. "What if I say you're mine than?" He husked out in her ear earning a shriek from her. Rose had heard him and winked at Linda who was flushed into a deep red color.

She jerked awake before dawn, gasping. Tomorrow was gala day. *** By six p.m. the mansion pulsed with silk gowns and whispered conspiracies. Crystal chandeliers turned champagne into molten gold. Inés floated among guests, tray balanced, smile welded in place. Alonso worked the room like a favorite son. Alejandro lingered at the edges, predator-still. Thiago? Absent so far. Halfway through the event, Alejandro’s gaze snagged hers across the ballroom. Steel met flint. He inclined his head toward a side corridor, summoning.

Chapter Two: SIGHTING Later that night, Rojean dolled up to go to a place that was both a nightclub and a bar that everyone was talking about. She was old enough, for sure, especially if she was going to get married soon. But she was never the kind of person to go out on the weekends, to a club or even a bar and always preferred the comfort of their apartment which Lucas didn’t mind at all even when he wanted to go out. She was in a cream coloured off shoulder dress which stopped mid-thigh and hugged her curves beautifully.

Enzo scrambled to his feet, his hands raised in apology "I didn't mean to…" “Are you forgetting that we aren’t truly a couple.. we aren’t married” she snapped, “I only agreed to lie to your parents because you have been a great friend to me and a great uncle to my kids during this five years” "Rosa," he murmured, stepping closer, his voice desperate. Jia flinched at the name "Don't call me Rosa" she said, her tone tight with emotion "I'm Jia. Rosa is dead" Enzo stood still for a moment, his expression softening with regret. He stepped forward again, slower this time and gently reached for her hands.

Rose left the room, She isn't a true Luna but the day she was coronated the Luna Queen she only uses the Luna Queen jade ring to protect herself which everyone must bow to. She can't let her wolf out since it's a weak Omega which she had kept hidden under the disguise of the Luna Queen she got when she was married. The preparation for the wedding started as Rose planned, Like she was expected to, She inspected the whole kitchen which makes the workers surprised. It has been long they last saw the face of their queen, She was so beautiful like the Goddess of the moon, she looks so drop-dead gorgeous that they haven't seen a beauty like hers in their entire life.

"Quit it. She's trying." "I guess." She puts her empty class down. "But I have more important things to do than worry about how many members of the whore core show up in your apartment. Where's the birthday boy?" I look over the counter and into the living room, where I last saw Chance. He's standing up next to Rosemary, who is sitting on the floor with him, waving a new plastic book in his hands. She's clapping her hands, in obvious delight over his new trick - standing unassisted. He hasn't started walking yet, but I know it's coming soon.

“Jude is not going to believe it when I tell him.” “Who’s Jude?” Aria asked. Despite being seemingly focused on her coloring, she listened carefully to the adults. “He’s my son. That makes him your cousin.” “We have a cousin! Yeah! What does he look like?” “Would you like to see a picture?” “Yes!” Rose chuckled at her enthusiasm as she took out her phone. She flipped through the pictures, finding one of Jude and March before showing the screen to Aria, saying, “This is Jude and this is my husband, your uncle, March.”

Leaning down, he offered his hand to bring her up. Rose looked at the offered hand longingly, debating if she should follow the rules or just have fun… as the boy started to wiggle his fingers she grasped his hand and jumped up onto the side of the fence panel. The ladies were all so engrossed in ogling the soldiers and their muscles that no one noticed her for once and she could at last have some real fun! Giving the boy her attention, Rose introduced herself; “thank you for helping me get a better view young sir, I do love watching! My name is Rose Duncaster, heiress to this manor.”

Then my father’s voice sliced through again—only to break me completely. “Brace yourself. You’re getting married to Lucas Rodriguez by noon today.” I staggered backward, nearly collapsing. The room tilted. My hand struck a vase by the shelves, and when it shattered, dull red blood dripped from my palm onto the marble floor. They didn’t care. Not one glance. Lucas Rodriguez. The name alone made my knees buckle. I’d heard it whispered before—in boardrooms, in dark corners of the city, in the trembling breaths of people who knew better than to say it aloud. Enough to make men flinch in back alleys and moguls swallow their pride.