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“Wake up, Rose. It’s time to head back.” “No. Let me sleep a bit more. It’s so nice here.” “My legs are getting numb.” “You look so beautiful when you’re shy.” “Come on, Rose. If you don’t open your eyes, I’ll kiss you.” “Then kiss me.” “Please.” “Do you really want this? Out here?” “Yes. I want you. I want this.” “Please. Don’t torture me like this.”

Chapter Eight — Spreading Elle's POV The phone screen was still lit in my hand. The link was right there. A private site, but not locked. All it took was one click and there she was — Roseanne. Her body. Her face. Arranged on a page like she was nothing. My stomach dropped straight through the mattress. I counted the thumbnails. Eleven pictures. The ones I had taken in her bedroom, plus others I had never seen before. Older ones, maybe. Jake's private collection, now someone else's entertainment.

I am not just a mother to my two beautiful pups, Roman and Shanti. No, I am Rosa The Wolf Oracle. The End! Thank you to all my lovely and beautiful readers and followers. I appreciate each and every one of you. As always, leave a review. Let me know what you liked, loved or hated. I strive to be better for you all. Please also drop some gems. Keep your eyes peeled for future works by me only on GoodNovel. To read this series in order or as stand-alone. The order is as follows: The Betrayed Wolf Of The Moon Goddess.

Had grief twisted him so deeply? Roselia, however, looked unimpressed. “Have you forgotten what I told you about my past?” she asked, rising from her chair and striding toward the window. “I was raised in a coven of dark witches. I already walked away from that wicked life.” She gazed outside, watching young Alaunus feed the goats. Drusden moved to her side, reaching for her hand. “This is different, my dear Roselia,” he insisted, brushing a strand of auburn hair from her face. “We will make this world better. Our Lord Zephyr will end the wickedness of humans.”

As werewolves, our lives have always been touched by the goddess. But now, we are more in harmony with it. Wolves and witches, elves and leprechauns, all the Children of the Moon working, living, and loving together. After rallying against a common foe, the ties that bind all of us are stronger than ever. Thanks to Rosie. “Ahem,” I hear a small cough to my right. Rosie is waiting expectantly for me to notice her. As soon as she has my attention, she pulls me into her, wrapping her arms around me, kissing me with so much passion that I almost fall over from the force of it.

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."

Moreover, Elise had given me the copyrights to three major novels—top-ranked and perennial chart-toppers in order to help me vent my frustration. Many people went wild on her social media. [Did Rosie save your life before? Why did you give her so many novels?!] [Elf, if you're being threatened, just change your profile picture!] Elise immediately changed her profile picture to a shot of me on the set, leaving everyone stunned. My fans burst into laughter. [I knew it! How could someone say Rosie was some kind of evil capitalist who forced Elf to give up her novels?!] [Elf probably has about twenty novels! Give them all to Rosie if you could!]

ROSE Something warm and glowing fell on my eyes. I pushed open my lids and my small, cluttered desk greeted me. I was back in my own room. What happened? I rubbed my eyes and tried to recall the most recent events. I sent out my application to be Rum’s assistant… then I left B.A.D by my usual route… and then… and then something–someone– covered my nose and mouth, and there was a strange smell, and… voices! My eyes flew open in aghast, and I screamed a piercing scream. “AH!!!”

"Oh my gosh, you guys! You cannot believe how worried I was! Are you all okay? The New Catholics didn't hurt you, did they? And people say they have some weird rituals there, like one that can split your soul in two? You guys are okay, aren't you?" Rose twisted around her seat to see the bubbly beautiful girl that just entered the restaurant, and was now attached to her fiance's arm. Without meaning to, she raised an eyebrow at them. Jericho noticed it, gently shrugging off Crescent's hold, his mouth twitching in amusement. "Rose, meet Crescent. CeeCee as we like to call her," Jericho said, clearly enjoying Rose’s reaction. Crescent didn't seem to mind, turning her attention to Rose, "Hello!

It was already noon and Rose had long ago finished eating and was now in her room waiting for Mr. Evidence. She had called his number it rang but no one was picking up. She didn't want to knock on his door because she believed that if he wanted to see her, he will come to meet her in her room. She laid on her bed as she browse through the internet, searching for any new news about the ongoing economy and the situation of the country. After browsing through the internet, she got tired and decided to do something different. She stood from her bed and moved around the room to see if she could see anything to keep her busy even if it's a game. She didn't mind playing it alone. She walked towards