Rosalie Novels & Stories

“Good. Very good. I told you that girl would never last. Her happiness is just fickle, a little breeze can end it. She really wanted to live better than us? Once the bank we owe comes. She will lose the Grey company if her new clothes don't sell well.” Orla lowered the phone, still smiling. Then…. A hand touched her back. She froze. “Was it fun?” The voice was calm and sounded sweet. “Yes,” Orla said instinctively, still smiling until she turned. Her breath caught and her face was drained of color. Her legs almost gave out as she held her phone tightly. She immediately ended the call. Rosalie stood behind her. Tall and Poised as always.

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Rosalie wasn’t wearing heels now; she had a pair of white converse sneakers on with a pair of bright pink overalls. It was comical because his wife was 5 foot nothing and Selena was 5’11. “I could speak to the chef who cooks our meals about adding something for you. But I’m sure what your preferences are…” Rosalie extended an invitation yet to Roman’s ears it sounded like she was telling Selena to fuck off.

The smell of smoke never left her. Even after five years, Inés still woke up coughing some nights, the phantom scent of ash curling through her dreams like a ghost refusing to rest. “Name?” the guard at the Delgado estate gate asked, his voice flat but suspicious. Inés gripped the strap of her cheap bag tighter. “Inés Montoya. I’m here for the maid position.” The man’s eyes raked over her; young, pretty, average enough not to draw attention, which was the point. He muttered something into his walkie-talkie, then motioned for her to go inside.

Rosalie let out the breath she was holding and pouted her lips. "How am I supposed to have a good sleep after this?" Rosalie muttered and glared at the door like her father was standing there. She laid back on her bed and covered herself with the duvet. She sighed and was pulled into messy thoughts. 'Would I be able to kill Axel?' She thought and rolled to the other side of the bed. *** Rosalie had begun walking around the village reeking of her perfume. She always applied that to her body and it became part of her scent. Therefore, if Beta Axel scented her he would surely meet her.

Rogers. I held my hand out to Gale and he pushed off the wall moving forward, he stopped by my side holding my hand in his. Mother Pauline looked at our intertwined hands and then at me, I noticed Mr. Rogers attention turn to us and now that was enough to know I was going to be heard. "Mother " I whispered my voice still hoarse and talking was a bit painful since they were all here except Maggie it was the right time to say something. "This is Gale Hilton my fiance " I whispered, except from mother's shocked gaze I could feel Gale's adoration towards me surface.

This mix of scents was kind of nice and not at all overpowering to the senses. “You’re early, Oliver,” piped the hobbit-sized woman manning the counter toward the back of the shop. “Don’t you have school?” “Called in sick, Dolores,” Ollie replied genially. “Got my order ready?” “Of course, I did,” the frizzy-haired, glasses-wearing florist replied. “I know it’s an important day for you.” Dolores disappeared underneath her counter and came back up moments later with a white box in her hands big enough to nearly cover the entire upper half of her body.

Lyle and Rosalie Completing the Mate Bond After returning to the castle, Lyle went in search of Rosalie and found her lounging in the parlour. Her hair was open and hung down to her breasts. She had on a simple white long dress with a green ribbon tied around the waste. She looked ethereal. So pure. His heartstrings pulled at the sight of her. Rosalie sensed his presence and turned to look at him. As their eyes met sparks ignited. Rosalie could see flames at the corners of Lyles’ eyes, she felt the heat resonate deep within her core. She wasn’t sure if it was becaus

My name is Alexandria Rivers. I am 17 years old. I am the daughter of Joyce & Edward Rivers, Beta's to Alpha Brian Jackson of the Green Wood pack. My brother, Tyler Rivers, is best friends with the future Alpha Mason Jackson, and also next in line to become Beta. Alpha Brian and Luna Samantha have always been very kind to me. Mason and I began dating in middle school, and Luna Samantha has been teaching me how to be a Luna, in case Mason and I are mates. I finally get to shift and find my mate in 1 week. I'm really hoping Mason is my mate. My mother says that with the mate bond, you can feel what she described as "Sparks" when you touch your mate. Mason and I have both noticed a tingling sen

They surprised you. Rosalie spent the entire morning ruining Pearl's assumptions. She had expected someone spoiled by privilege and protected by reputation. Instead, Rosalie repaired a damaged pack strap when one of the younger scouts struggled with it, volunteered to ride beside nervous members of the expedition whenever the trail became difficult, and somehow learned half the group's names before midday. None of it matched the image Pearl had formed. That annoyed her more than she cared to admit.

Instead, she thought about Alex and his lovely grey eyes, his broad shoulders and enchanting smile. Rosalie spent the next three days curled up in her room. Everyone was still in a celebratory mood, so the days were full of feasting and frolicking. There was a reason she stayed hidden. She did not want to bump into Chris, his mate Grace or Alex. More importantly, Alex. He invoked weird feelings in her. She had loved Chris, and she still did, but her feeling for Alex was different, more intense, and the way he looked at her was almost predatory. She felt intimidated, yet strangely drawn to him. It confused her wolf. "Rosalie, you