Rosalee Grimm Novels & Stories

"Don't be ridiculous. Didn't that woman already–" Dario stood near the back of the crowd with a glass of wine in hand. He saw Daisy. She had on an emerald-green gown. Her hair was pinned up elegantly. Standing behind Caleb, she shook hands with others and smiled with effortless confidence. She was nothing like the woman she had been seven years ago. Julia, who stood behind Dario, saw her too. Her grip subconsciously tightened around her purse. Caleb stepped onto the stage and accepted the microphone. "Thank you all for coming tonight. The woman beside me is our family's chief medical consultant, Dr. Elena Richie."

"What is it? I'll help with anything." "Help me reach someone." I gave her a name. "Mr. Soriano—my parents' former legal advisor." Wayne Soriano arrived the following evening. He was a man in his fifties, hair streaked with gray, but his eyes were sharp and penetrating. The moment he saw me, his gaze softened, and his voice trembled. "Chloe… what happened to you? You've grown so thin." "Mr. Soriano," I said weakly, managing a faint smile. "I'm sorry. I should've stayed in touch all these years."

She couldn't even bring herself to break the annoying alarm clock as this one was a customized one. The particular clock had a voice which always started with a sweet voice,"wakie wakie baby.... Rise and shine my queen..." But that was not the only reason, the reason we're never the words...nope... not at all... The reason was the voice... It belonged to Rudra... She still finds it a mystery to solve that how her friend caught a hold of Rudra's voice that too such sweet one... Groaning, she picked up her alarm clock on her nightstand, Sakshi looked at the time and said,

Rosie laughed as she moved Tamara's suitcases to the side of the room. Tamara walked back inside, flopping down on Rosie's bed. She propped herself up on her elbow, peering at Rosie intently. "So, you spent the past year working your cute little Parisian ass off for Medusa herself and now you've finally got your very own art opening." Rosie rolled her eyes playfully. She sat down on the couch, leaning back with a heavy sigh. "Eloise did work my butt off but it was worth it. She might be ice cold but she respects me and was very kind to help me grow my connections."

“What? Tell me what you’re thinking.” “It’s a memory. My mother had a witch friend. He hated Russell with a passion. I mean, they would argue over the strangest things. What was his name? Reign. Right, Reign Wilson. I remember his last visit. He warned my parents that Russell was rotting from the inside out. Either he knows something, or he did something to Russell.” Rose stared aghast at Ty. “What kind of friends did your parents have?” “Powerful ones, look.” Ty pulled up a photo on his phone from a University website. “Dr. Reign Wilson, Professor of Paranormal and Mystical Arts Historical Studies.”

[Rose] My eyes opened at seven, my legs sore because of the heels. I was hungry and Tired. But something in me clicked. I didn't want to work for this office anymore. I didn't feel like working for something I did not apply for. I was supposed to be an editor. I was supposed to be working on projects that I trained for. But I was instead given the position of an assistant, I had to bring coffee, and get copies. Then prepare for meetings I was not involved in. I was never involved. I only sat at a chair noting things. For my boss.

And as usual when I get up from bed I get the urge to vomit but thanks to Dadi I have now remedy for it. I brush my teeth, wash up and get ready in royal blue and pink colored lehenga and wear simple jewelry and the necklace which Rudra gifted me in Parvatha. I eat some amla from one of the box to control my nausea a bit as I go to ring the bell to call Hira. But before I can do that Rudra comes in the room and he has a single red rose in his hand. He looks at me with sweetest smile and comes towards me.

, I begged in-between laughter and tears. "That's not good enough rose" he smirked, flashing his beautifully dimpled cheeks at me. "Mom! Dad!! Help..Please..Royce stop!! I'm sorry." I begged, writhing underneath him like a worm. "Whose the boss Roselle??" he asked shooting me an evil grin. "You are. You're the boss Royce..please stop" I begged trying to pry his fingers off my ribs. "I can't hear you" he shouted, feigning to be deaf

he replied with a smile of his own. " Amelia Rose Rogers do you take Gale Hilton to be your lawfully wedded husband, to love and cherish. To respect him as your man and to stay by his side in richness and poor, in sickness and health until death do you apart ? " "Yes I do " I replied right away causing the audience to chuckle and giggle happily. we exchanged rings, it was only now that I had got to see the beautiful rings that I never knew about until today. " With the power granted me by the law I announce you both husband and wife, you can now kiss the bride..." And Gale didn't just that before the judge finished.