Rosalie Verte Novels & Stories

At Rosalie's call Edith looked at her and said, "Yes!" Rosalie winked with a mischievous smile as Edith looked at her. At Rosalie's action, Edith got a big shock and fell from the bike. And Rosalie went ahead of Edith, smiling. Edith looked at Rosalie lying in the middle of the street, passing smiling at him. Rhino was cycling slowly on purpose so that Calista reached the goal first. Now there were only girls ahead. Calista was first. And finally Calista won.

Rosa was at the verge of defeat and she was already unconscious and giving up her ghost in Paul's evil hands when something strange happened and all she remembered was finding herself in a lake where a strange woman whom she later came to recognise as the moon goddess treated all her wounds, removed the poison from her body and healed her completely. When she felt that she was completely healed, she decided to go back to Arnold's Pack to ask for his forgiveness and accept him as her mate. Well, it was over a month or so since she disappeared and he had started getting worried and he had also given up on ever meeting her again. Therefore, when she showed up, he was so cold towards her and he

The things people couldn’t see or hear was what intrigued her the most. “Well good morning young Robin.” Rosalie smiled happily as she watched the beautiful Robin float down to an area in front of her. She had stopped her motion forward to give it time and sure enough it pulled out a slimy brown worm that wiggled in its orange beaks. His bright red chest told her it was male to which she assumed the worm was for his mate. He ruffled his grey feathers and flew away. She smiled happily thinking and hopping one day she would be able to find that to. A man that would protect her from anything but would love her like she was a porcelain doll.

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,

If anyone saw her now, they wouldn’t even recognize that face as mine. She pouted, twisted her lips, and smiled at her reflection like she was admiring a piece of art. Then she reached for my perfume.. fuck! my favorite one and sprayed it over herself again and again, until the room smelled like roses and smoke. “Blaire, whatever your name is,” I shouted in her head. “Stop using my perfume like you own it!” She rolled her eyes, smirking. “Shut up, Rose,” she said flatly. “Before I shut that mouth of yours forever, dumbass.”

“For now, we wait for her to be crowned.” A week later, the day of the eclipse... Jubilant music played as everyone waited for the coronation. The ball room was filled with demons enjoying their blood wine. On the other hand, Veronica Vane was on her chamber waiting for her to be called by Lilith. She was standing in front of a huge mirror wearing a black ball gown, with that perfectly sits on her curves, the gown has thin golden vines around it, glittered that shines whenever any light reflects on it. Her hair tied into a curled plait bun, some strands of her cascading by her rosy cheeks, and her lips colored as red as cherry. A smile curved on her lips as she curls the hair cascading by he

between two souls who were strangers, yet so familiar. But when I approached him, my heart stopped. It was him. VINCENZO “That woman is coming my way, Phillipe!” I said, but never ceased to look at her. “Oh Lord! If it isn’t the same woman from Lobster Lux! The one with the wonderful ass,” he said just as she arrived and heard just about enough. “Wonderful ass, you say?” he asked, shifting her gaze from me to my friend Phillipe. What followed was one of those moments I hated.

The waterfall roared louder than usual, but a rancid smell overpowered the usual scent of roses. Rogues were waiting for her, not Xavier. One of them was the unkempt man from the market. Rose readied herself, then she felt him. Xavier, running flat out, drawn by the bond. He burst into the clearing, eyes blazing. “Rose, run!” “No, we fight together.” Then the wild roses moved like a living thing. They had always grown thick here, but tonight they came alive. Vines wrapped her ankles, thorns gentle against her skin, petals brushing her face.

The water was cool to the touch and Rose had to admit it was a pleasant change from how she’d been feeling since she met Ty. Gods, there she went again. Thinking of him. She needed to stop thinking about him and get him out of her head. It wasn’t long before a figure came into sight, walking along the shoreline. With his hands in his pockets, Ben strolled toward them. Rose could only call Jules’ gaze as she was trying to eat him up from a distance. What was going on between the two of them? They needed some kind of help with this.

When I was done brushing and taking my bath, I changed into a pair of black leggings and a light blue sweater when I noticed the weather was a bit chilly. I packed my curls in a bun and left my room, nearly bumping into Anya. "Oh, dearie! I was just about to come and wake you up for breakfast!" she exclaimed with a cherry tone. "Good morning, Anya," I greeted the woman. "Good morning to you too. Follow me. I'm sure you must be starving," she said and turned to leave. "You have no idea," I mumbled and followed after her. "You haven't told me your name yet," she said to me. "Oh, I apologize. I'm Rosaline, but people call me Rose," I told her. she turned around to look at me and I felt a little