Miss Lady Rose Novels & Stories

"Damn, George, so this is the little minx you've been hiding? She's a stunner!" "Tsk, that body, that skin… puts all those models to shame." "I heard she used to be a wealthy socialite. Looks like she'll stoop to anything for money now." The filth rained down on me, wave after wave. "Didn't Catelyn use to study dance?" a guy with bleached-blond hair jeered. "How about a little performance for us?" "Yeah, a striptease!" others catcalled, howling with laughter. I swallowed back the tears and looked straight at George.

I opened the door just a few inches and saw a small cardboard box sitting on the carpet with no name and no return address, so I pulled it inside and opened the lid while the others crowded around me to see what was inside. Resting on a bed of white tissue paper was a single rose made of delicate glass and the stem was broken in half so it looked dead and jagged, and I knew immediately that it was a message from Elena Romano because that rose was the symbol of the investment firm we had burned down in Berlin.

Actually, Miss Rose did not like any of the rosehip waiters who worked at Pearl Mansion, including Terry and Kyle, or any of the other waiters who worked there. Miss Rose kept her thoughts to herself as she quietly observed Terry and Kyle and kept her fingers crossed that Stephen would not come back to Pearl Mansion tonight. Because a good number of them, including Terry and Kyle, have the potential to turn into a fox in Miss Rose's eyes, just as Jessica did. She has exerted a significant amount of effort in order to get rid of Jessica, and she is adamant that Pearl Mansion not have another Jessica. Who would have guessed that while Miss Rose was pondering something like that, her phone woul

Rose then turned to her father. “This is the one chance I had to win this stupid case. If Stan did something to my lawyer, I would be the one to kill him!” she warned with a serious expression. Rose seemed different and very angry. This wasn't the girl I had spent some time with before the nailing of that man, this was Lord's daughter, the Mafia princess. “Let me give him a call” Lord suggested, but Rose refused. “He knows he has messed up and won't take your calls” she said as she pulled out her phone and began talking to someone. When she was done, she turned to look at me.

Rose ''Are you sure?'' Elis asks. I turn to look at him, seeing that we're actually eyeing Elia from afar. He has a smirk on his face while an unknown woman is currently sitting beside him—her dress splits nicely, showing off her long legs as she soothingly rub onto Elia's back. My heart aches at the way she touches him because that should be me instead of her. ''No,'' I mutter under my breath. ''I know I rarely say this but Rose, go and get your man back. Show him who's boss.'' He says, gripping onto my shoulders and making me smile immediately before I push the door open, entering the restaurant—an exclusive restaurant with hanging chandeliers and dim lights on the walls.

Of course I wanted his number then I replied, "What is your name?" I sat my phone down so I could dry off and get dressed. Then like clock work another ping from I*******m. He asked, "What is your name beautiful?" I began to blush then replied. "My name is Elisabeth Rose Freeman ,but everyone calls me Beth", I messaged back. He then replied, "Vladius Lee Sinclair, nice to meet you Beth". I then in return sent my number to him. I finished getting ready for the day. I was planning on cleaning up my dorm room.

He looked up with tears in his eyes. "While we were.... having sex. She did it without me knowing." I wanted to hit him. I really wanted to, but he was the future Alpha, and I know he could over power me with no problem. I heard Luna Samantha walk into the room. "Mason, Alex? What's going on?" She questioned with a sad look on her face. "Mom.." Mason answered. "Honey, I know you're upset because you weren't his mate, but the Moon Goddess works in mysterious ways." Luna said to me. My fists balled up immediately.

She hadn’t expected him to come to her class either. Mark simply nodded at her and gestured for her to sit down. “Uh… Mr. Miller… h-how did you both suddenly come here?” the drawing teacher, Miss Rose, asked in surprise. Miss Rose was a 33-year-old unmarried, extremely beautiful, and highly educated woman. She was unmarried because she hadn’t found a suitable match according to her qualifications and income. And even when she did, she didn’t like their looks. After all, someone as beautiful as her wasn’t going to marry just anyone.

Rose inquired with an uninterested look on her face. Her response completely took Lara and the crowd back in surprise. She was really bold and confident! Despite the fact that she was not expensively dressed like Lara and her friends to announce that they were from wealthy families. Rose was dressed in a simple and mature attire that was expensive but not as expensive as what Lara was wearing. However, her demeanor and aura that emitted out of her was like that of a goddess and mafia queen who cared less about the information of her enemy since she was going to destroy them anyway.

If he loved me, why'd he trash me in front of Charlotte? I couldn't stomach more of his fake, nauseating love. "You've got it all wrong. I'm not a rose. I was born to belong to this land. Someday, I'll fill this barren place with roses myself."