Romanzi Rosa Novels & Stories

“Why would you even want me? I am not as beautiful as Laura. She is perfect. I am no match for her.” Before she could even take her next breath, Luciano closed the distance between them. He wrapped his arm like a steel band around her waist from behind, pulling her spine flush against his bare chest. He rested his heavy head on her shoulder, his lips pressing a dark, branding kiss against her skin. “I want you, Rosie,” he whispered against her neck. “But she is everything you have ever wanted,” Rosa choked out, the old wounds tearing open. “And I was… I was just an unwanted responsibility to you. And now, when you are finally free—”

That’s right, The third thing I forgot to mention, the maid was also the driver. The café, a hidden gem nestled in the heart of the city, was Lucas's private sanctuary. As Rose approached the unmarked entrance, she marvelled at the intimate setting. Inside, a single candle flickered on the elegantly set table. The ambiance was one of quiet sophistication, with antique wooden chairs and rich crimson drapes. As she stepped into the warm, cozy atmosphere, her eyes met Lucas's. He rose from his chair, a welcoming grin on his face. "Yo," he greeted, his voice infused with delight at her arrival. …

Roman says sitting. "He likes expensive food. He only eats organic. He is rough in the intimate department. He likes to put bruises on you. He dyes his hair, which is natural brown, and sometimes grows out his facial hair. He got a rich grandma who thinks he walks on water. She gives him money. Her name is Elsie Good, "Rose spits out. "Any scars or tattoos?"Roman asks. He is texting someone. "He got dragons on his back and roses on his chest. He is a violent man, "she sighs sadly. The bags under her eyes are still there even after twenty-two hours of straight sleep.

Lysan stood there, staring at the rose and the note in his hands. His thumb ran over the words slowly. The handwriting was so familiar in a way that made his chest stir uncomfortably. His eyes moved to the rose next. It was fresh. The stalk was still green, not a trace of withering. His mind went to Roman first, but he quickly dismissed it. This wasn't Roman's style. Every white rose Roman left on the chest of enemies, on the body of his victims, on the doorstep of those he wanted to terrorize was always dead, without any note.

she protest Matteo didn't reply her, he rubbed the bridge of his noise and any sensible person could see that he was trying to hold himself from doing something bad. “Meet me in my room Rosa, I can't stand the sight of some people” and with that he left me with the hot lady without really explaining what was going on

She crossed herself briefly before stepping closer, her voice dropping into a whisper only Emilia could hear. “You are reckless, signora,” she said in English, though her accent thickened. “Too reckless for this world. And yet…” Her mouth twisted into something caught between pity and scorn. “Perhaps that recklessness will bring answers.” Emilia’s breath hitched. “You’ll help me?” Rosa paused, letting the silence stretch, her power growing in the absence of an immediate answer. At last, she leaned in, her words slipping between tongues again. “Te ayudaré, pero a mi manera (I will help you, but in my way).”

“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.