Romanzi Rosa Novels & Stories

To this fucking madness I couldn’t scrape off my bones. “La Rosa-” I hissed through gritted teeth, driving into her so hard her knuckles went white gripping the sheets. Her cunt squeezed me tighter at the name. Whether in protest or defiance, I didn’t know. “Dante…” she whispered. It wasn’t a plea. It wasn’t surrender. It felt like grief. But I couldn’t stop. I needed to fuck her until I forgot the crimson. Until Catalina drowned out that ghost wearing her face. “La Rosa Nera,” I snarled, ramming deeper, nearly feral. “She’s fucking mine.”

When Rosa saw Brawen, she was overjoyed, dropped the book she was reading, and almost stroked Brawen: "Fortunately you are okay, Brawen" Brawen smiled brightly: "I'm fine. Is Rosa reading a book?" Rosa put the book "One Thousand and One Nights" on the desk drawer, her eyes a little longing: "The human world in the books you lent me is so beautiful, I also want to go there, especially the France" Rosa sighed: "I am not as strong as you, if I go out in the sun, I will be burned to ashes and disappear forever". Brawen suddenly shouted: "I..

The time of traffic jams, this is also the rush hour of traffic jams, her choice is to take the bus without having to choose but that the poor girl does not have money to buy a car to go. As she walked to the train, she reflected on the words the manager said earlier, what he said made sense. Ever since she was a wet-footed fourth-year student writing novels online and luckily so many people noticed that the company contacted her to cooperate. Her debut work is not very famous but also well received by a part of the reader, her knack is to write urban love genres. But it's always a subject that turns around and turns so that her later works aren't as well received as they were at first. Part

“Friends and families discount.” Ollie paid the florist and then put the box of lilies inside his backpack before he plucked a single red rose from one of the shelves to his left. “Here.” He placed the rose in my hand. “It matches your hair.” Then Ollie turned around and walked toward the door without waiting for me while I stood there with my cheeks turning the same shade of red as the rose in my hand.

Rose looked so excited, I had to chuckle. “You know you’re obsessed,” I told her. “Obsessed with what?” Nate asked. “Rose here reads and writes werewolf porn,” Kimi answered. I snorted at her description of Rose’s reading preferences. “It is not porn,” she tried to defend herself. “Yes, some of them have very steamy sex scenes, but the storyline is more about finding love, and fighting rogues.” “I have no clue what you’re talking about,” Nate said with a shake of his head.

He held up the book so she could see how much of it he had read. “You’re reading my vampire romance?” she asked, reaching for it. “Well, yeah,” Brandon said, pulling it away from her. “Fangs of Love by Amber Rose. It’s really quite interesting. I’m doing research.” “Just give it here,” she whispered, blushing and reaching for it again. “No, no, no,” he argued, pulling it away again. “It’s just starting to get interesting. Rodrigo realizes that he loves Valery, but she can’t be with him because she wants to rip his heart out and eat it.”

Coby chuckled. "Well, You really eat so less" She smiled Don't smile at any other men like that Rose We walked out the sudden loud noise of a dog barking sends Rose to grab my arm and lean on me scared. I looked at her as she let go immediately embarrassed. But I wanted her to stay near me for just a little longer. Unable to hold myself back I put my arm on the back of her tiny waist and we walked to the car. Coby wanting to go have drinks with a friend and left us alone.

Her nails clawed at my wrist, her voice raw with fury. “I knew I couldn’t trust you…” “But you did anyway. Why can’t you keep trusting me?” “I never wanted this marriage.” “But you wanted my protection, my body, didn’t you?” “This wasn’t the deal…” “Fuck the deal, Rosa. You planned to fuck me once and run off to Boston.” A dark chuckle brushed her cheek. “A woman in a male-dominated field. Impressive. But guess what? I have plans of my own, and they don’t stop at fucking you once, or twice, no.”

"She’s a Moretti. Her mother abandoned her father. That blood is weak. Unstable." "Don’t," he said, the word cracking. "Don’t talk about her like that." He’d never interrupted his mother before. Never raised his voice to the woman who’d ruled the Rossi household with Sicilian steel. But today, the headlines were screaming: [ROSSI HEIR’S WEDDING DAY BETRAYAL] [MORETTI BRIDE VANISHES—TAKES SECRETS WITH HER] Rossi Holdings stock had plummeted. Business partners were withdrawing. In their world, reputation was currency, and Alexander had bankrupted them.

Rosa met James in a restaurant that he owned and because she was dressed in a shaggy clothing he thought she was an employee in one of his lowest restaurants. They had an argument and they resented each other after that day. James thought Rosa was a lowlife and also arrogant and Rosa thought James was just a rich jerk. They cross paths again in the most unbelievable way possible. Curious about their story? Find out in My Enemy is My Lover.