Nate And Rosa Novels & Stories

she replied. "Nothing much... Means something happened," I said. "Well... I'll be fucking someone today," she replied making me choke on my spit. "You'll be doing what?" I asked like I had not just heard what she said. "You heard me right," she replied. "But.... What about your mate?" I questioned. "Look... Rosie. I'm an Omega. I accept my fate that my mate may probably never accept me when he realizes who I am," she responded. " So ... It's best I enjoy my life before I get old."

"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.

I stopped myself from going too far and quickly stuttered, “Can we just… get the certificates already?” He flashed me a casual smile, and I turned crimson all over again. I looked away before he could notice, my heart hammering in my chest. I began to wonder if I was the only one who still remembered that night. He didn’t mention It. His eyes were unreadable—calm, cold, and utterly impossible to read. I stepped forward, signed my name on the small red certificate, and swore my vows. Just like that, I became a married woman. Mrs. Rodriguez.

Nathan’s father looked like he wanted to protest, but the Luna didn’t even give him a chance to speak. “This matter is settled,” she said in a finite tone. “Release Rosalie”

Amara replied almost immediately. “I mean you and Adalina have never paid me any attention since we were children. I get it that you two are twins and I'm just a little sister. Why are you making a big deal out of this? You've always celebrated with each other. Why are you acting like this is different?” I asked, angry at their obvious pretense. “Shut your mouth Rose! Shut your mouth! You are our sister and what is important is that you refused to attend an event as important as our Luna naming day!” Adalina said, charging towards me, almost yelling.

Jeffrey got up and jumped up and down to get there. He thought the flowers had bloomed, and I was back. But how could a rose that was uprooted bloom? He opened the iron gate of the rose garden and found that the land was loose. He saw Joanna holding a small hoe, squatting on the ground, and plowing bit by bit. "Look, Jeffrey, I want the roses I planted to bloom all over the garden." Without waiting for him to respond, Joanna, who was wearing high fashion and exquisite makeup-, hugged him. "Happy? Besides Audrey, I can also plant roses for you."

“I thought I was saving you.” My nails dug into my palms. “Saving me by killing me inside? By tearing my child away? That’s not saving. That’s destruction.” Roses’ cries grew louder, piercing, as if she could feel the storm between us. The Queen pressed her gently into my arms. My daughter’s warmth steadied me, even as the bond tried to rip me apart. Nightbane’s eyes softened the moment Roses touched my chest. His lips parted, his breath ragged. “She looks like you,” he whispered. “God… she is ours.”

The girl leaned close, and the boy looked up at her, the corners of his eyes curving slightly. His gaze was full of her. He smiled and pointed to the flowerpot she had just placed nearby. Half teasing, he said, “Then Cecilia is a red rose. Delicate and thorny. Only I can afford to take care of you.” Cecilia turned and looked at the roses Lucas had placed in the room that morning. And tears streamed silently down her face.

I looked back at the woman. She was already smiling, wide and easy, the smile of someone who was very good at meeting people and had always known it. Michael turned slightly toward her. "Elena, this is Rosa." A pause, brief and deliberate. "My soon-to-be wife." Something moved through Elena's expression. Fast. Complicated. There and gone before I could catch the full shape of it, and then the smile was back, wide and warm and perfectly calibrated, giving absolutely nothing away. She stood up.

he continued. The De Rosa men had set their mind. They were going to do everything to bring down the Santiago family. They had messed with the wrong family. They would show them that they owned the city. **************** Rosalyn was up early as usual. She didn’t know how she managed to get wrapped in Nathaniel’s arms through the night, but it was hard getting out. She took a shower and brushed her teeth before she began to get dressed. She didn’t care whatever plan they had: she was going to work. She looked at Nathaniel who was still sleeping even after she had gone to the bathroom.