Rina Rooms Novels & Stories

Her neck was pierced, she looked and saw two other guys in the room, they must have sucked from her. "Mia, I'm glad you are alright" Nanny said hugging her dearly " These are the creatures I warned you about. Don't worry Raven will finish them off for us so we can have peace" Nanny said In a twinkle of an eye, Carly was kicked to their side. She groaned gritting her teeth in anger. She had been fighting with Raven "It's almost time for your siren to blow your asses back home. Just send this message to your father" Raven said pulling Carly up to rip her gown.

Each room was for two people, and the rooms were equipped with air-conditioning and necessary appliances. The blankets were folded into squares, and there were two sets of training uniforms on the other bed. “Cherie, what brings you here?” A girl in pigtails who came back with water almost spilled it when she saw Cherie. Cherie asked her to come forward. “Come here. She’s your bunkmate from now on.” She then introduced Maisie. “This is Raven Dixon. She’s a newbie who joined three months ago. The youngest here.” Raven put out her hand. “Hello! I’m Raven. They call me Rye. You can call me that as well.”

I warned. “Agreed,” she replied before closing the link. “D, where’s Ria?” she asked Dane. He shrugged. “She’s somewhere. I don’t know really.” “Let me show you to your rooms,” Hayden said. He led us to what looked like a secluded part of the house. I was sharing a room with Angelina, Reagan with Mildred and Troy, Matt and Frank got their own rooms. I won’t lie and say I wasn’t surprised at the hospitality, considering the fact that it seemed pretty clear that Dane didn’t want us here.

Raena's voice came from inside, in a really weird tone. "I would have thought of this plan so much earlier if I knew so much how its gonna work." She said clearly to my hearing, I leaned closer making sure I wasn't hearing nonsense but heard nothing again. After awhile of silence but nothing, I placed a gentle knock on the door, a groan came from inside followed by footsteps with the door opening the next. She rubbed her eyes looking up to see me standing there, she rubbed her eyes once more. "Is this Hans or a dream?" She asked a rhetorical question. "Can I come in?" I asked instead. She opened the wider giving me a space to walk in, the room is the exact girly room type. Pinkish stuffs all

Damon I was in the middle of my work, surrounded by the grandeur of my office. The room was adorned with rich tapestries, and I was deep in thought, dealing with the pack's important matters. Then, there was a sudden knock at my door. The interruption shattered my concentration. As I turned my attention toward the entrance, Rina walked in. Her arrival instantly filled the room with a different kind of energy. She exuded a mix of elegance and allure, leaning suggestively against my desk. A subtle smile played on her lips, intentionally distracting me from my duties as I couldn't help but notice her presence.

Lynn was about to get out, but I was faster. “Where are you going?” I asked her then walked fast to close the door. “You know I need to sleep and I can't stay here with all this loud noise,” She argued. “Open the damn door!” Carina sighed. “Where are you going?” “I'll sleep in Ross's room,” She said softly. “ROSS?” Carina gasped. Did she know him? I'd never seen her in the building before she came to see me earlier that day. “Yes, you slut,” Lynn said.

It was Mason's voice. "Dear, Rachel. You are probably wondering what's going on and let me tell you. All those years ago on this precise date, your world was thrown off its axis. You lost your job, your apartment, your wallet, everything. But what you gained was a roommate you hated with all your heart. An annoying roommate who was determined to help you get a job that you deserve even though he was telling himself he hated you the same you hated him. What you never realized is that our roommate pact was probably the reason for everything else. So you can say you are the blue that is holding us together. You are the person connecting us beyond blood. You might think of yourself as an ordinar

Ryan motioned for me to enter, and as I stepped in, the room was initially dark, but then everything brightened up as Ryan turned on the lights with a smirk. The room was minimalistic,it had a cozy ambiance, with soft lighting casting a warm glow on the wooden floor. The walls were painted a calming shade of blue, creating a serene atmosphere. A large, plush rug adorned the floor, adding a touch of comfort to the space. In one corner, a vintage record player sat on a sleek wooden stand, ready to fill the room with music. The walls were adorned with framed black-and-white photographs, each telling a story of its own. A potted plant sat on a windowsill, basking in the sunlight that filtered th

At the door I hesitated for a moment, then knocked, and Ryan opened it with a grin. “Took you long enough, get in here,” he said. Inside, the air was cool and dim. We headed straight for his game setup in the living room and dropped onto the couch. For hours we blew up digital cars, just the two of us, the sound of the game filling the room in a kind of easy, comfortable silence. Then the hallway door opened and Ryan’s mom, Mrs. Lisa, stepped into the Living room. She wore a very short red silk gown, the fabric clinging to her shape. She wasn’t wearing a bra, and every outline showed through. My mouth went dry.

came the reply through static. Cain turned to Saxon. “She wants a trade. You for Ryan. But what she’s getting—” His eyes burned. “—is a fucking massacre.” — 4:01 A.M. Rena’s Private Estate — Interior “You hungry?” Rena asked sweetly, leading Ryan through the gold-trimmed hallway. “I could eat.” “Good,” she said, smiling. As she opened the doors to the lavish dining room, two armed men stepped into view. Ryan froze. Rena shut the door behind them.