Pandora Rosier Novels & Stories

“By the way, Lilly… this gentleman beside me is the love of your daughter’s life, Saxe Hendrix Mondragon.” A little smile draws on my lips when Rosy introduces me. “What do you think of him? Don’t you know that he made it all possible for me to find you…” Rosy’s tears never stop falling. “I’m sorry. . . I love you so much, Lilly...I love you so much,” she said in an almost whisper and then wiped her tears. “Hendrix…” Rosy looked at me sadly. “Do you have a can of beer?” I blinked, confused at what she was asking. I glanced at King, and he nodded.

I guess we’re both virgins in that respect. Kimi and Rose are both babes, but in different ways. I started comparing them as we ran. Rose is petite. She’s maybe just over five feet tall, but that’s cool since I’m just under six feet. I usually round up and say I am six feet, but I know I’m just shy of it. Her creamy mocha skin is super soft, and I just really enjoy torturing her with the little hairs on the back of her neck during science. She’s got really cute dark brown curls, and deep brown eyes framed by thick lashes. She’s got curves, too. Nice ones. I’d bet her bra is at least a C cup, maybe a D. Perfect for me to get a handful while sucking on them. Her ass is sweet, too. Not too firm

Sean said before he made a rose appear seemingly from thin air, “A beautiful rose for the even more beautiful Claudia.” At those words Claudia’s expression darkened and she stood up causing her black gown to swirl around her matching the stormy look in her eyes. “What’s wrong? Did I say something wrong?” he said while wondering why Claudia wasn’t teasing him about being corny like she normally would. At that Claudia looked at him and took the rose from his hand but said as she pricked her finger with a thorn, “Yes, a rose is beautiful, but it is dangerous due to its thorns. Like the rose, I may be beautiful, but I am a predator of the night. A monster wrapped in a pretty skin.” As she finish

Azisha said the last part lowly so Shayari will not hear that "Oh come on Api! I am going on a date with him not on honeymoon that I should wear some hot or sexy outfit" Shayari said looking at her reflection "Hmm! I can sense that you will roam in a bikini or your honeymoon or better stay in your room naked under…….". "Api! Please not a single word." Shayari said cutting Azisha in middle as she laughed out loud "Aww my shy Rose what will happen to you after your marriage." Azisha said and Shayari blushed without her knowledge

Henry's POV “Much better,” Denise said, adjusting my bow. I kissed her forehead softly, smiling as she giggled shyly. “Let's go.” She urged, and I complied. “Rosie!” Denise shouted, “thirty minutes is up, Rosie. Let's go.” We both waited. I faintly heard Rosie's door open and close. Then her footsteps, as she descended. The first thing that caught my attention was the silver pair of heels, then the floor-length dark red dress.

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.

Pеrmіѕѕіоn grаntеd. "Then you dо believe mе!" Puрру еxсlаіmеd, ѕmіlіng. "Truѕt hаѕ tо bеgіn ѕоmеwhеrе Puppy." "I саn рrоvіdе panties. None of Rоѕе'ѕ brаѕ wіll fit you рrореrlу. Yоu аrе аbоut thе ѕаmе size as Rose, аlthоugh your bosom іѕ lаrgеr аnd уоu hаvе wider hірѕ. Nоt tо mеntіоn having lost wеіght ѕіnсе уоu hаvе been here. I bеlіеvе thаt thе unіfоrm wіll fit you thоugh. Shоеѕ аrе not a problem, ѕіzе 7, rіght?"

She looked normal, a typical skinny jeans and t-shirt kind of girl. Maybe I was stereotyping rebels these days. Yeah, I'd go along with that. Pandora had raven black hair that reached past her shoulders. Her pale blue eyes held a twinkle, like she was up to no good. That playful smirk she displayed on her lips was an indication she was indeed a troublemaker, looking for something to pass the time. I cleared my throat. Time to show her who’s boss. "You must be Pandora. I've heard about your tardiness issues."

" Your father isn't dead. However, I am happy for you...it's great that you've figured out what you're into at a young age" " Whatever" Arina said before she turned around and shut the door aggressively. Pandora stood by the wall, staring weirdly as she always does. Unlike her sisters, she was slim and looked malnourished. She had pale skin and dry lips. It didn't also help that she only wore black, brown and on very good days grey. She was just...very odd. She looked at Elora and suddenly started sniffling as if she was fighting back tears.

Austin hurried out of the car and opened the car door, stepping aside when I made my way out of the car. The hall was teeming with individuals from different packs. Madam Rosé was quite popular among the supernaturals and humans. With the guests all dressed glamorously, it was easy to guess that they were all humans. However, their scents were a dead giveaway of what they truly were. “Rai!" At the sound of Madam Rosé's voice, I turned to see her approaching me with a smile on her face. She was a hybrid werewolf who had fairy blood running through her veins. Despite how young she appeared, she was an old soul.