Rosalee Grimm Novels & Stories

It’s him! “What have you brought here? Explain yourselves or die.” “Sir, we present you the Red Rose. The huntress you have wanted dead for many years. She came here today, in the guise of a prisoner, with the intention to kill you. We convinced her that we would work for her, knowing that it would allow us to bring her to you, unaware of the danger she would be in. She is at your mercy, to do with as you wish Sir. She also has another identity; this woman is the new Luna of the Blue Flame pack.”

Elisa said with a smile, staring straight into Roxy's eyes. "If you dare lay a hand on Robert, I, Roxy Sloan, swear that I'll fight Blossom Hall to the bitter end!" Roxy was suddenly enveloped in a shimmering white glow as a formidable pressure surged forth, striking everyone present with a profound sense of dread.

Rosalie lamented inwardly that Rebecca was too scheming for her own good. She thought she had been scheming the entire day just to get her hands on their resident register. As it turned out, old is gold. Instead of getting her hands on their resident register, they had both fallen into Grandma’s trap. Rosalie wrapped herself up tightly in the sheets like a cocoon, and curled up on the bed. Looking up, realizing that the cold water bath just now hadn’t done a thing for Theodore. His eyes looked even more blood-shot, on the verge of spitting fire.

Rosalie’s intelligence scared them. Elena was perfect, she got the best qualities of the family, Elena was tanned, had beautiful golden locks and bright blue eyes, the kind that attracted men. she had a smile to die for. Whereas Rosalie had her father’s dark straight black hair, her mother’s brown dull eyes, and she didn’t smile much. It’s not that she didn’t like to smile. She never found a reason to. She didn’t feel emotions like her family did. Because she didn’t get out much, she was unnaturally pale.

Narleen giggled at her movements causing her to stop. “Now that I got you where I want you, there is no running.” Narleen said happily as she lifted her hands. Rosalie took a step but cried in pain as an electrical stream came at her side from no where. She tried to move away from it as another came from another side. She was trapped in the middle of a circle. 5 well hidden, by snow, pillars holding magic that was to rip the gem out of Rosalie. As the pillars activated they became seen. Rosalie screamed as it felt like her heart was being pulled from her body. Narleen laughed like a crazy women as she knew she won. “You are no queen, you are a weak worthless human. No wonder you mate ran.”

I remain hidden, crouching behind a tree, my heart pounding in anticipation. Rosalee steps deeper into the woods, finally stopping in a small clearing. She looks around one last time, her gaze sweeping the area, but she doesn’t see me. I stay perfectly still, my breath shallow as I watch her. She begins to undress, and my eyes are immediately drawn to a large scar that runs across her back. It’s jagged, old, and clearly from a time before she gained her wolf. The sight of it stirs something deep within me, an ache of sympathy and anger at whoever or whatever caused her such pain.

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.

Zeke chuckled darkly, a proud, smug grin staining his saintly features. Alan felt a strange chill crawl up his skin, and he couldn't help but rub the exposed skin of his arms. He lowered his gaze, staring at the goosebumps that had at some point appeared on his arms. Then he eyed Zeke suspiciously, "I don't like it when you smile like that". Zeke turned his head away, leaving Alan with the profile of his face and the devilish grin on his lips. " I've prepared something special for you tonight, you're gonna love it", Zeke moved his long, slender fingers, silently asking Alan to come over.

I opened the door just a few inches and saw a small cardboard box sitting on the carpet with no name and no return address, so I pulled it inside and opened the lid while the others crowded around me to see what was inside. Resting on a bed of white tissue paper was a single rose made of delicate glass and the stem was broken in half so it looked dead and jagged, and I knew immediately that it was a message from Elena Romano because that rose was the symbol of the investment firm we had burned down in Berlin.

“She breached our territory and secured a placement among your primary shears without surviving a single pack trial, and then your shadow escorted her to the sacred exhibition of Solaria. Elizabeth and my own line have bled for this workshop over countless winter cycles—the advancement belonged to one of our bloodlines! The injustice burned my core. I manufactured the digital trap solely to provoke an execution between her and the Alpha of Pierce Holdings.” Rosa reached out a trembling claw toward my workstation, her voice cracking with a theatrical despair. “Grant my blood clemency, Brooke. I buried the truth yesterday because my inner beast was paralyzed by the prospect of being cast out i