Rosalie Verte Novels & Stories

"I think that I will call you Sunset, and I am thinking of a name to call your sister." The female foal trotted over to Ella (Rosabella), and Ella (Rosabella) gave her a pat on the neck. The female foal's skin is Amarath red legs, alloy orange body, aureolin yellow neck and head, floral white tail and mane. Ella (Rosabella) remembered waking up before sunrise, and she announced. "I think that I will call you Sunrise, and I hope that your mother will love the names that I have just given you as well as your brother." Snow nodded her head, and Ella (Rosabella) knew that she had made a good choice of names. But Ella (Rosabella) heard something, and it was coming from the house.

A looked crossed his eyes,but it went away as quickly as it came, and soon he was looking at me amused again. "Of course, I didn't anticipate finding raunchy books in a sweet girl's bag, you're definitely right. Noted, I'm never doing that again." I scowled and he smirked. "So Rosie?" He asked, I couldn't help it, I rolled my eyes at that, rubbing at my temples. "No, my name's Rosette, not Rosie. That's childish." "Okay, so Rose. Well that's a pretty name for a very pretty girl, as cliché as it sounds, it's the truth, you're a pretty little flower." And the blush that was barely receding was back again.

Here's to alcohol, the rose-colored glasses of life. ✾ The place behind the counter looked very much like it really belongs to Verdant. There were various shelves full of jars that had different colored liquids inside. Some had roots, leaves, as well as some things that I didn’t bother identifying. For some reason, my wolf had told me it was better that I didn’t know. There were barrels on either side of the counter, their spigot dripping a sticky brown liquid whose stench made me crinkle my nose. Furrowing my brows, I tried leaning over the counter, checking if there was something that I could at least give Auster, maybe even some water.

Working with her isn't as easy as Anna predicted, I really don't know why, and how it all happens, but Rose isn't for a job like this,she has… But what's so odd about me, she's free around noa, and jose, there nothing out of the blue about them, just regular guys she sees everyday, taking my phone I scrolls down my gallery, what's so special about Noa that makes him a friendly Standing up i walk towards the glass wall, my reflection watches me, as i rack my mind with my phone in my hand, what am i not getting right, what could possibly be the reason Rosalie wouldn't just act right, my eyes darted on every curve of my deem reflection , should I go blond?, no, my face is not bad for an aver

The name made Daisy's heart clench. Julia Rosette was Dario's childhood sweetheart, the Verdant family’s doctor, and his ex-fiancee. "After Julia's father betrayed the Verdant family and was executed, she could never become my wife," Dario said with a sigh. "She's lost everything now except me. Since she can only be my mistress, the least I can do is give her a child." He paused before continuing. "As for Daisy, she's only an orphan. She's easy to control. I only married her to cover for Julia. Once Julia gives birth, I'll have the child address Daisy as Mom."

I looked at the label and felt something warm and unexpected bloom in my chest. Château Rosaire. A small-batch red from a vineyard in the south of Casavera that produced only three thousand bottles a year and sold most of them before they left the estate. The label was simple, a hand-drawn rose on cream paper, and the wine itself was dark and velvety, tasting of blackberries and woodsmoke and the particular ache of a memory you didn't know you had until something brought it back.

[This part contains depictions of self-harm. Reader discretion is advised.] || Author POV || —FLASHBACK— Almost two years ago. Rosalie visited Velaris Island for the first time in her life. It was a vacation with her aunt and Kevin. The island’s beauty left her breathless. By the afternoon, she wanted some time alone so she went to the shore after telling Kevin. She wandered around. The ocean stretched endlessly before her. Waves glinted under the golden sun. She let herself get lost in the ethereal charm.

Her lips were rosy, naturally pink without any of the tints Lindsey painted on, and she was of average height. "You're one hell of a pretty girl, you know that?" I said, leaning my head against her shoulder. "Like, really. You could probably have anyone in this castle if you wanted." She snorted. "Anyone? Including the grumpy Beta who looks at everyone like they personally offended him?"

'' She replies, lightly running her hand at Elis's back. A couple of hours later, I am left staring at the glass window near the back—only watching flowers blossoming beautifully. My lips curve up into a small smile, realising that there's a lot of roses here other than different flowers. To my surprise, I find Fiore standing a few feet from me as she watches the roses, ''They are Elia's favourite.'' She says, breaking the silence. ''Especially orange coloured roses,'' She adds. Roses. Is it a coincident?

‘How many times do I have to tell you, my stuffs aren’t ordinary…that ice dome has the ability to protect the user and whoever is inside an…’ ‘Well all domes can do that’ ivory interrupted. ‘Let me finish…the dome can also bounce back any attack’ Anita said smiling ‘and also be careful not to use that technique in front of everyone because they would be suspicious of your phase’ ‘Okay…but the fact you gave me these books doesn’t mean we’re back on speaking terms’ ivory said. ‘I know’ Anita responded then she lies down to sleep. Ivory decides to read the book about animals first. Alfred opens his eyes by a quarter, he hears a sound. Not wasting time he opens his eyes and sits up. He notices a