Rosalie Hale Novels & Stories

Layla pulled my hand, trying to get me to stay with her. "Honey? What's going on? Are you not happy to see me? Who is she?" She questioned. I turned and looked at her. After seeing my mate, Layla is nothing compaired to her. Alexandria had long, brown hair with beautiful hazel eyes. Layla had short blonde hair and brown eyes. Her face was always caked in makeup. "She's-" I started, but Layla interuppted me.

"What kind of broke trash thinks they’re qualified to eat at Mooncrest Pavilion? Do you even know who you’ve offended? Miss Rhodes is Mr. Hale’s precious favorite. You made her unhappy. Just wait and see how Mr. Hale deals with you!" Mr. Hale already had trouble with his legs. After his knee slammed heavily into the ground, he couldn’t get back up. Beads of sweat instantly broke out across his forehead. I rushed forward and shouted sharply, "I’m Lyra Hale. Orion Hale’s wife. These two are Orion Hale’s parents. Open your eyes and look carefully! Get Mr. Hale to the hospital immediately! If anything happens to him, you won’t be able to bear the consequences!"

If his brush wants a true path into the high alliance, my hidden identity as the legendary Rosa can pave that road with gold. But Hailee’s face lights up with a completely different kind of desperate hope. "Right now, my inner beast does not care about art. All my soul wants is to find the legendary rogue healer, Milena..." The second that sacred name leaves his lips, my breath catches hard in my throat. I find my mind caught between a sharp smile and a heavy sigh. My hands originally planned to use my Rosa title to help his painting career, but the moon has played a strange trick on us—Hailee’s deepest life wish is tied directly to my other secret identity as the world's most elite undergro

She was a hard she-wolf, and she wouldn’t accept the bits and pieces. Anita did ultimately beat Russell and Jack, for that matter. She was alive to go on and do the work they trained her to do. Now on to bigger and better things. _____________________ Here ends The Rogue & The Rose. Don’t miss out on the story. Look up Klaira Blains for other titles belonging to the Black River Pack and Big City Wolves Series. I hope you enjoyed this and my other novels here only on GoodNovel. Love Klaira

Chef Smith instructed his assistant. Adam is a newly appointed employee and he is a little timid and shy. No one knows that he is under David's control and mixed poison in that steaming red velvet cake, that was just removed from the oven to kill Thea's baby. Unaware of the poison, the chef prepared the cake to send it to the mansion. David was observing everything through Adams's eyes. Later he released his hold on Adam knowing fully well that, he will not remember what he did. Roland and Emma along with celebrity chef Smith reached the mansion and arranged all the different flavors on a table for taste testing.

Afterward, she headed to the sink and washed her hands. "Congratulations on your engagement," a voice said beside her. Amelia turns her sunset eyes to the voice. A girl with blonde hair was smiling as she congratulated her. The girl had features befitting of a model. She was undoubtedly beautiful. There was an air of elegance and confidence around her that complimented her face. "Thank you" Amelia replied as she thought that the girl in front of her was really beautiful. "My name is Calia Rostell. Nice to meet you, Amelia" Calia said and offered her hands.

The violent surge of emotion sent me into another crisis that very night. My breathing grew shallow, my oxygen levels plummeted, and I was on the verge of needing a ventilator. Angela Reign, the head nurse who had cared for me since the beginning, stood by my side with reddened eyes as she administered the medication, gently patting my back to soothe me. "Chloe, hang in there. You have to hold on! Prof. Stenson has already succeeded, hasn't he? I saw the news yesterday—his new drug has made a miracle happen..."

Our cab had already arrived, so we got in and headed straight for Reno’s Boutique — one of the biggest in New York. I’d only heard about the place from Marielle, but stepping inside was something else entirely. The glass walls gleamed, the scent of expensive perfume filled the air, and designer dresses shimmered under the warm lights. I ran my fingers across one of them, smiling a little for the first time in days. Tessa and I started browsing through the racks. When we reached the trousers section, I picked a few to try on — and that was when I saw her. Marielle. She was clinging to Adrian’s arm like her life depended on it, laughing too loudly, too sweetly. The moment her eyes met mine, he

- I reached a final decision after pondering on it for a while. "Okay. I'll send you the details, I'm leaving now" - she turned to the meek girl with the huge framed glasses. "She's in your hands now" - she smiled before heading out the door. Without Rachel around, my attention turned to the young lady, "I believe introductions are in order. My name is Selene Woods and you?" - I initated a formal introduction between us both. "Bennett Gale, I'm an intern at the agency and I'm also a big fan of your movies, ma'am" - she spoke excitedly with a big grin on her face.

DAMIEN'S POV~ I stood behind my desk, jaw clenched, my fists curled at my sides. The thick silence of my office was broken only by the faint hum of the news from the flat screen on the wall. And then I saw it. BREAKING NEWS: Heiress Rosalie STONE, Ex-wife Of Damien Wyatt Attacked Inside Chloe’s Cosmetics. Public Outrage Ensues. There she was—Rosalie. Head held high. Confident. Unbothered.