Rosalie Novels & Stories

“I find your tone unpleasant.” “How is it unpleasant? What’s wrong with my tone?” River walked over and purposely stood in between Christian and Rosalie. Christian was pushed aside. River did not want Christian and Rosalie to stand close to each other. After eyeing Rosalie from head to toe, River said, “You look like a proper human tonight and different from usual, Ms. Lafayette.” “River York.” Rosalie’s eyes widened in anger. She glared at River and said, “I don’t want to quarrel with you tonight, River. Stay away from me.”

STARTING FROM CHRIS HUNTER, RAYN STONE, AXEL LOCKWOOD AND THEN ROSALIYA STAVROS. ______________________________________ Rosaliya: I am Rosaliya, Rose for short with my hazel eyes and dark brown hair. I'm currently 22 year's old looking for a job ,I have completed my bussiness studies and lookin for a job. So coming back to the point my current situation is a total mess cause I shifted to new york last week. Now i have to arrange my house over the weekend even look for a job and my besties are nowhere to be seen .

With one arm, his warm palm squeezed her chin, and with the other, he dug into her underwear and kneaded the softness inside. The woman's body was so well matured. He didn't realize this woman's body was so sexy. The corners of his mouth lifted slightly and he snorted a laugh. ‘Little woman, I really didn't expect to meet you again this way. This time you can't escape from me.’ "Stinking rascal!" Rosalie reacted and fought to push him away. A rascal? What a rascal has to do with this is yet to come! Rosalie is 5'6", with a slender figure was like a small bonny in front of Victor, who was 6'8", and although her little fists were

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 Kyle?' 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 Kyle scented her he would surely meet her.

Ricardo retorted, Rosalie walked Into the Mafia King arrival hall, and she saw Harley, sitting down on the bench waiting for whatever coming her way, Rosalie walked closer to her and she asked, baby girl, what's your name?“ Harley Davidson” Harley said while tears dripping down from her eyes, “Harley, darling," he purred as she entered the room, "come with me,” Rosalie said, “Just let me be, I don't want to talk to anybody,” Harley said, “Baby girl, I don't want to rough handle you, please, stand up and come with me” Rosalie explained,

A red runner lined the walkway in front of me, leading up to the altar where the statue of the Moon Goddess, with her white flowing hair and outstretched hands, looked down upon the place of worship. Beneath her, laid out as if this was a funeral, lay my sweet Rosalie, her eyes closed, her chest still. As I walked toward her, I noted the beauty of the white dress she wore, how it sparkled in the soft candlelight that surrounded her at the altar. Her hair was curled and framed her face and shoulders, and her long eyelashes and bright red lips made her look as lovely as I'd ever seen her. But it was clear my Rosalie wasn't just sl

She seemed to be a leader in her group. "No, thank you," Rosalie said. "I don't gamble. I'm just here to accompany Vonnie. I'll be leaving soon." Just then, a beautiful woman stumbled over with a wine glass in hand. When she saw Rosalie, her eyes lit up, and she walked up to hug her. "Darling, did you come here alone? I’ve never seen you here before." Feeling uncomfortable, Rosalie leaned back. "Sorry, I... mmph..." Before she could finish speaking, the girl had kissed her. Rosalie was thunderstruck.

Hayley could see his desperate attempts to prove he had changed, but she still remained reluctant to believe him. In an effort to dispel these conflicting emotions within her, Hayley redirected her gaze to the mirror and let out a heavy sigh. She picked up her body lotion and began to apply it to her skin, a flicker of excitement igniting within her as she anticipated her meeting with Rosalie. Over time, Hayley had come to embrace the fact that Rosalie was her family. Their bond had deepened after their last encounter, during which Hayley learned more about Rosalie's past and the full backstory be

Jeffrey got up and jumped up and down to get there. He thought the flowers had bloomed, and I was back. But how could a rose that was uprooted bloom? He opened the iron gate of the rose garden and found that the land was loose. He saw Joanna holding a small hoe, squatting on the ground, and plowing bit by bit. "Look, Jeffrey, I want the roses I planted to bloom all over the garden." Without waiting for him to respond, Joanna, who was wearing high fashion and exquisite makeup-, hugged him. "Happy? Besides Audrey, I can also plant roses for you."

“Well then that’s unfortunate because that’s all I can say to you.” I folded my arms, pushing my breasts up and out. His eyes fell there again, and his face tightened in a flash of something raw. He looked back up at me, then held my gaze for a few seconds. He leaned forward, and his voice dropped to a venomous whisper. “Rosalie, what do you really want? Do you want me to touch you? Is that what this little performance is for?”