Rosa Mas Hermosa Novels & Stories

But somehow I couldn't stop. "Oh hello, Rose!" I gave Ava a cheeky smile as I placed my bag over the counter. "Hi, how was LA? When did you get back?" I ask sitting over the chair and taking my pants off since I was wearing what I needed under. "Girl, It was really worth it. I loved it, I actually got back two days ago. But I was way tired to come work" I nodded understanding. "I really wanna go. Somewhere warm and like, at a beach" She smiled.

Cage spoke, staring at the water body surrounded by big trees, even though the castle had a waterfall as well, which was breathtaking; it was nothing compared to this one; it was a marvel. We sat and talked for about an hour before it was time to leave so we would be on time for the coronation. Cage and Adria were already in the car. “Time to go,” I told Rosalie who was still standing looking at the beautiful orange sunset. “I forgot just how beautiful this place was.” She sighed with a small smile. “I’ve never forgotten,” I spoke making her turn to face me. “Rosy.” “Dash-” “Here.” I gave her a red rose I had picked earlier. “You are the best part of me and I can’t live without you.”

Storm asked, her voice a little muffled. “Of course,” Rosa let her hold the embrace for a few more minutes. “Okay, I have to go now.” “See you later” Damon’s office was far, a train and bus ride far. Rosa marveled at the building as her cab came to a stop in front of it, the photos online did not do the building any justice, she did a quick double-check on the address and then the map on her phone to be certain she was at the right place. The glass-covered skyscraper was magnificent, it was the one word that Rosa could use to describe it that was close to what it was.

As the helicopter descended gracefully onto the sprawling grounds of the Ryan's mansion, the whirring blades gradually came to a halt, their noise fading into the background. The door slid open smoothly, revealing a scene that felt surreal, as if plucked from a dream. Amidst the air of sophistication and opulence emanating from the mansion, a breathtaking woman emerged from the aircraft, poised and graceful. Rosa, her name whispered with awe and admiration, personified elegance and allure. Her light-skinned complexion seemed to radiate with a soft, inner luminescence, enhancing her already stunning features.

The terrycloth tents obscenely, the head straining for release it doesn't understand yet demands. I look down. Red hair in a tight bun a few damp tendrils escaping to curl against pale skin flushed with surprise. Full lips parted on a gasp. Curves poured into a crisp housekeeping uniform stretched taut over heavy breasts. Wide hips made for gripping. For bruising. For breeding. Her eyes, emerald fire framed by dark lashes, meet mine. Mia Rosa. No. Impossible. She was cremated. We were given her ashes. But those eyes. That mouth. The shape of her jaw. The faint freckles across her nose.

Gosh, my mother is going to kill me when she finds out. I couldn’t go too far as I bumped into something hard and nearly fell on the ground. Someone grabbed me then held me up. I looked up and found myself looking into a pair of piercing grey eyes that belonged to none other than Logan Hill. “Marina? What are you doing here? Why are you running?” he asked. He looked at my distraught face. His eyes narrowed. “Um…well…I’m on a date,” I stammered. “Is that right?” he asked and stared at me intently. “So, where is your date?”

Rose flipped through her design book and nodded, “Yes, I’ve been working on several pieces. But, where will the gala take place from?” “Suncity!” Mason said and all the blood was drained from Rose’s face. Suncity is a place of nightmares and a place that wounded her. Five years had passed but she couldn’t bring herself to think of going back. Especially since she almost lost her life and that of her children. Noticing how tense she became, Mason leaned forward in his chair and reached over the table, squeezing her hand, “It’s going to be okay, I’ll be with you every step of the way. When it just ends, I’ll bring you back home myself.”

The rose garden stretched out in front of Ilona. That afternoon Ilona and Wenny had lunch at a place some distance away from their friend's gathering, she was afraid to meet Jeremy again after the previous scene in the drama Say Love. The gazebo chosen by Mr. Jason turned out to be quiet and calm. Apart from that, the location is very beautiful because it is on Rose Hill, that's what it's called because around two hectares of land are planted with various types of roses.

He motions for me to join him. ___ Magu Islands turned out to be the most beautiful place I’ve ever seen in my entire life. Its touch with nature is full on, and its beauty is beyond description. Nexa resort, our destination, welcomes us with an enormous vase in the shape of a heart, holding stalks of red roses. The scent of the flowers fills the impressive entrance hall, decorated with golden motifs. “Oh, I just wish this baby hadn’t got me vomiting all day,” Sarah groans. “Now, I don’t even have the strength to enjoy this crazy paparazzi.”

It was an unlucky day indeed, he repeatedly told himself. "Jasper, I tagged along because I wanted to see the flowers. Am I burdensome?" Tears shimmering in Liana's eyes, like someone had wronged her. However, she kept a tight grip on Jasper's hand. "Should I … go home instead? I'm worried I might be a burden …" Jasper visited the rose garden for site inspection, not for flower viewing. The site was the largest Damask rose garden in Solana City and in the entire state.