Novel & Cerita Mario X Rosalina

That’s why I will avoid him as much as I can. Me: If Hector comes over, tell him I don’t want to see him. Ken: Trouble in paradise. I had no energy to explain anything to Ken so I ignored that message and switched off my phone. I went back to reading more about Rosalina. I was almost done with the book anyways. Rosalina had written a few spells in her diary. Just some subtle protection spells. I fell off to sleep and was at the blue rose field again.

“If you want to go, we’ll make it work.” She smiled up at me and looked back at the two women who looked shocked. Rolling my eyes, I turned back to the guys but they looked equally shocked. “What?” “I’m sorry, did I just see Marek Baranov smile?” Miguel looked from me to Ria. Ria turned and smiled, holding out her hand to Miguel. “I apologize. My name is Rosaria, Rosaria Baranov.” My heart swelled with pride. She didn’t stumble and she allowed Miguel to take her hand, though he was completely lost as to what was happening. He looked from her to me.

“Mario and I will be at your place with the documents for this deal. If you break any of the rules, the penalty will be death, not only yours but that of your mother and brother.” She nodded and scrambled to her feet, muttering words of appreciation to me. I walked out of the restroom with Mario and paused when I saw Rosy leaning on the wall, her face red and swollen. “Isn’t that Rosy?” Mario spoke my thoughts behind me. I took a few steps towards her and touched her shoulder. She jerked around in fear and calmed down when she saw me. “Caleb?” she sighed. My heart pricked as I watched tears drop from her eyes.

"You and Romario have a lot to offer, and I want to benefit from it. You can help me in my mafia game, and I can help you get your kingdom back. It's a win win situation." Rosalie knew that going back to Ricardo meant putting herself and her son in danger. But she had no other choice. She needed his help, and she knew that he was the only one who could help her. "I'll do whatever you want," Rosalie said, feeling defeated. "Just help me get my kingdom back." "Good," Ricardo said, his smile returning. "I knew you'd see things my way. Now, let's get started. We have a lot of work to do." Ricardo said,

Rosa says. "Fine, but I am unhappy, Rosa," Mario says. It goes quiet, and after a while, I hear Mario again. "Ricci, Rosa wants to speak with you," Mario says. I can only hear one side of the conversation. "Ricci, listen to me. You can let Mario kill me, but I will not tell you where Mia is. She is a good child and does not deserve to die with that bunch of idiots," Rosa says. She is angry. I can hear it in her voice.

A heavy, suffocating silence that pressed against my chest. I stepped into the living room, my heart pounding so loud it echoed in my ears. Suddenly, a sharp pain exploded across my face. My vision blurred, and I stumbled back, clutching my cheek. “M-Mum?” My voice shook. Her hand rose again, ready to strike. I shut my eyes tight, bracing for the blow. But it never came. Instead, Marielle’s voice floated through the silence, soft and trembling as she knelt beside our mother. “Mum… it’s okay,” she whispered, fake tears streaming down her cheeks.

MATTEO I has panicked when I saw Rosa struggling with someone in the garden. I came out for fresh air and luckily I was able to save her from being kidnapped I didn't hesitate to shit the bastard when I saw her go limp in his arms. Nobody can touch what's mine and go free. I brought her inside, informing Theo to take care of the dead man's body. It's a good thing Rosa had just passed out, it would take few minutes before she gains consciousness again

I narrowed my eyes at her retreating back, silently plotting her demise, before turning my attention to the boy. "Hey," he greeted, a dimple popping in his cheek as he smiled. He was cute in a non-threatening, boy-next-door kind of way. "Hi. You’re in my Geometry class, right?" I asked, recognizing him vaguely from the back row. "Yeah. Vincent Brooks," he said, extending a hand. I shook it. His grip was firm, his skin warm. Human. "Luna Rossi." "I know," he laughed softly. He shifted his weight, looking suddenly nervous. "So, hey... Zara mentioned you don't have a partner for Prom yet..."

Ramon agreed, wrapping his arm around his mate’s waist. The Mate Bond Brawl was over. The shadows had been vanquished. And in their place, a legacy was born. The legacy of the Lunar Ailura and the Vampire Lord. A new era had begun.

“He’s got to be fast about his plan, dear. Just pray he gets to you before I do, chica, because I’d rather die than let a Mahonnas –” The door swings open with a bang and for the first time, I’m grateful for an interruption in the Rossellini household. “Miss Rossellini?” Rosa stands by the doorway, her eyes nervous but firm and the thick accent I’ve come to acknowledge her with strong in her words. Martha swivels around, “What do you want?” “The boss is here,” Rosa provides, “he asked for me to let her out.” What? FINA-fucking-LLY!!!