Nora Rose Leak Novels & Stories

Now after all those years Nora is once again face to face with the person she hates the most in the world. "I see your as stubborn as always Rose" Nora said as she picked up a poison coated knife "And I see your still a bitch" Rosalyn sneered Nora cackled at Rosalyn's reply then jammed the knife in her leg. Rosalyn scream as the poison burnt her cut and spread throughout her body, she was thankful she had blocked out Alessandro because she didn't want him to feel her pain. Nora twisted the knife in Rosalyn's leg as she pulled it out

she said. ​He handed her the cheap, prepaid device they had bought at a gas station. Nora didn't type a message. She didn't call the police. She opened the camera, turned it toward herself—sweaty, tired, with dark circles under her eyes and a sweater that was unraveling at the cuff—and took a photo. Then she took a photo of the burnt toast on the table. Then a photo of a pile of Leo’s muddy shoes. ​She hit 'Reply' to the anonymous email and attached the images.

Rose Blair walked out of the restroom and Saw Nora still waiting for her. "Don't tell me you went to the restroom to cry after acting all strong in front of me?" Nora patted her shoulder with a large force, causing Rose's bone to almost break. She forget that, Nora's family is that of a Beta and naturally Nora is a Beta who has a lot of strength. "I have seen that there is more to life than love" Rose muttered staring at a place in a daze "And what is it?" Nora looked at her suspiciously "Death!" Rose replied bluntly looking rejected.

'' Tears are continuing to fall. It has been exactly ten minutes but she has not open the door, making me worry even more of what she might be doing inside; causing me to try and break the door—not caring if I end up hurting. After a couple of tried, the door breaks down, revealing Rose laying onto the ground, her eyes closed.

Without another word, Zarek stepped out of the room. “I bet he thinks I was referring to my ex mate.” I said checking my hand. Nora took a few steps closer to me. “It’s great if he thinks that way, he mustn’t know we went to Orion, and lastly we have to help Leila keep this a secret.” I smiled. “Zarek is wise and smart, he would know eventually.” I said then I sat on the couch slowly. “So how do we help her now?” Nora asked, her voice low.

Nora on the other hand stood to his left, close enough that their arms nearly touched over the files, it was close enough that when she reached for one record her sleeve brushed his, neither of them moving apart. She pulled the first cross-reference sheet toward her, the dates down the left column matching perfectly against Serena's outgoing messages in the phone record beside them, each date highlighted in red where the two matched, eleven out of eleven. "Every single leak," Nora said, her finger moving down the list without lifting from the paper, "every single piece of information that ended up in Serena's messages to that blank contact, it came through a council meeting," Damon stood at

, Zeke pulled out a USB drive from his sleeves, a soft grin gracing his sharp, elegant features. Alan reached out for the small drive, his hands trembling. "What's this?" "It's video proof, taken on the night of the incident. I got it from a discarded cctv footage. It took a while to retrieve the damaged videos, but everything is in there", Zeke buried his head back into Alan's neck, his strong arms wrapped around Alan's small waist. "Would you like test it out, have it reviewed perhaps?" Alan gulped, holding up the small drive. "Can i?"

* I came out of my memory with a tear rolling down my cheek, I quickly wiped it away. I was sitting in my desk chair because of course I'm at the club. I looked at my phone one more time, looking at my little roses profile. I made a promise to her right then and now, I will protect you this I can promise. Knowing how close she is to my club which has cameras all over it, I watched them very closely to make sure she was not harmed by the man that killed my dad.

That night, Marcus jumped from the old Leedon Tower. The next morning, the headlines were filled with news of his suicide. Cecilia didn’t dare look at the gruesome photos. Lucas handled Marcus’s funeral arrangements. Across the entire city, every headline reported Marcus’s death. But there was one reason no one else knew. When Marcus died, he was still holding a vivid red rose in his hand. And Cecilia suddenly remembered something from when she was fifteen. “Marcus, what kind of flower do you think I’m like?” The girl leaned close, and the boy looked up at her, the corners of his eyes curving slightly.