Pandora Rosier Novels & Stories

A looked crossed his eyes,but it went away as quickly as it came, and soon he was looking at me amused again. "Of course, I didn't anticipate finding raunchy books in a sweet girl's bag, you're definitely right. Noted, I'm never doing that again." I scowled and he smirked. "So Rosie?" He asked, I couldn't help it, I rolled my eyes at that, rubbing at my temples. "No, my name's Rosette, not Rosie. That's childish." "Okay, so Rose. Well that's a pretty name for a very pretty girl, as cliché as it sounds, it's the truth, you're a pretty little flower." And the blush that was barely receding was back again.

Max, Jaxon, and I frowned as we saw the way Paviar answered Max’s question. It looked like it would be a difficult task for us to do... Watching the sleeping Rosa, Paviar regretfully said, “Rosa is the only one able to dispose of those souls. Her magic embodies both the ancient bloodline of gods and the dark, twisted nature of demons. She is a child of two worlds, the key to penetrating the barrier.” We were shocked once again and turned our gazes to Rosa’s sleeping figure to see her stirring. Jaxon stood and went to her with a glass of water in his hand as we all watched Rosa awaken.

the angel’s voice called out, making me shiver. “Dude, are you cold?” Valden questioned since we don’t get cold. “Nah, just feeling strange,” I said before I was hit by the most intoxicating scent in my life as we seemed to approach it. It smelled like lavender and cherries. We walked into the scene of the smashed vase and my eyes caught onto the most beautiful woman I have ever seen in my life. Rosaria had nothing on her and I hadn’t even seen her face yet. Her short brunette hair was curled perfectly into many curls.

_Six months later_ Rosie stared at her reflection in the mirror and did a little twirl, with a bright smile on her face. She was dressed in a bright red sleeveless midi-dress that hugged her figure, accentuating her hips and petite curves. Her dark hair was styled into waves, flowing down her shoulder and her makeup was done to the minimal in soft pastel shades that made her soft brown eyes pop. Black Saint Laurent sandal heels adorned her feet, with a black clutch and the sparkling diamond necklace and teardrop earrings she had on put the finishing touches to her elegant look.

Just once she wanted to be loved by someone without her pleading them to , she too wanted to experience the sweet feeling of being loved and pampered away from the eyes of contempt and disgust at being born as a freak , was it too much to ask ? Sounds of footsteps came and Rosalie hurriedly wiped her tears away , her ears perking at the sound of someone turning the doorknob , she waited for the familiar scent of her mate to release her out of her insecurities and struggles but contrary to it - a highly posh and charming scent of chance eau tendre wafted over to her followed by a woman in jimmy Choo Love hundred glittered tulle and canvas pumps with denim jeans and white shirt . Her blonde ha

Introduction... Roose’s P.O.V Hey hi.. My name is Roose Anderson, I’m a 21 year old, ambitious, ordinary middle class girl who only has one wish in life and that's to live my life on my own terms. My mom is asian and my dad is christian and people often say that I am a beautiful mixture of the two, what with getting my genes from my parents and that is why I am often referred to as a natural beauty.

“I can’t believe you’re actually doing this. I am going to miss you.” “I have to Amber. I need this more than anyone knows.” Rosalie smiled happily as they broke away. She gently moved her long, loose dark brown curls from her gently tanned face. She never liked makeup and her face sure showed it. Though long faced she had a sharp jaw and a flawless complexion. She had a fringed bang to help support the long hair, making her appear a little younger then she was.

Just then there’s another knock at the door, in the excitement of Daniel turning up at my house I’d completely forgotten about Cinderella! “Rosie, someone’s here, come and open the door with me” I call out. Liana gets her phone out ready to record Rosie’s reaction. Rosie runs over to me, still hand in hand with Izzy and I open the door. Rosie’s face lights up and I can see tears filling her eyes “Cinderella!” Rosie cries and jumps straight into the princesses’ arms. Cinderella looks like the real deal with her sparkly blue ball gown, black choker necklace and blonde hair scraped back into a perfect ballerina bun.

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."

"I was a connoisseur of women in my time. And you, Rosario, have a high level of passion!" Pakiramdam ng dalaga nang mga sandaling iyon, hinihigop siya ng isang malakas na uli-uli. Even her friends, who knew her since childhood, were not able to guess what her reactions would be when she would be kissed by a man. "Hihimatayin si Rosario," hula ni Victoria. "Walang epekto, masyadong reserved, e," ang kay Helena naman. "Mga eng-eng," bawi naman ni Casandra,"buti kung makalapit ang lalaki kay Rosario. Baka nagtitili na 'yan bago mayapos ni Adan!"