Rosalie Verte Novels & Stories

Whereas Rosalie wanted to be left alone in her lab. she’d learnt a lot about her friend in the short time they’ve spent together. Rosalie was willing to lie to her husband for her. She knew how to sneak around at will and she held an intelligence that not even she possessed. Rosalie's jewellery, extravagant and exquisite, revealed clues. A specific type of emerald, rarely found outside a particular mine in Colombia, a mine controlled by a rival family a family Roman Moretti had been ruthlessly eliminating over the past few months.

Well, she had touched it multiple times when she was drunk last time and had thought it felt good then, too. She had even kissed him. Rosalie had no recollection of that night and did not know what it felt like to kiss him. Maybe someday, given the chance, she could jog her memory and see what it was like to taste such a handsome man. At the elevator, Rosalie ran into Levi. “The sun must be rising from the west today. I actually get to see Mr. Garcia in the flesh,” Rosalie teased without holding back. Levi had a good sense of humor and did not mind her teasing at all. Instead, he laughed heartily. “I am the founder of Crest Co., after all. I have to stop by occasionally. Are you leaving alre

Desiree spoke looking at Drezic. “I’m right here.” Tasrin spoke racing in. He had a small box in his hand to which he gave Rosalie. Roland used one of his hands to hold it in her lap as she slowly opened it to see a crown of flowers. It was beautiful. Rosalie smiled happily as she looked over at Tasrin. “I felt a queen deserved a crown.” “Can you put it on?” Rosalie asked happily. Tasrin nodded happily as he reached down carefully and pulled it out of the box. Drezic came around behind him and gently lifted him so he was above his aunt and had easier access to put it on.

In a gesture of gratitude, she hugged Angelika, feeling even closer to her daughter. Hours later, after taking care of all the details and finally getting dressed, Rosalie looked in the mirror. She was stunning wearing the dark blue dress that perfectly outlined her curves. The V-cut valued his silhouette, and the slit on his left thigh added a subtle touch of daring to the elegance of the costume. She felt confident and powerful.

her lips were curled into a soft, welcoming smile. I offered a small smile in return before muttering a soft "Hello" Lilo looked at me expectantly, waiting for me to say my name, but then sighed when she realized I wasn't going to. "Colleen, this is Rosalya, but she also goes by Rosie. She's Calix’s human mate!", Lilo said like if she were a proud mom. Oh my gosh, this girl. Colleen gasped, clamping her hands to her mouth with widened eyes. I shrunk into the bed a little as I wasn't really liking her reaction.

Back then, I'd had to cancel my plans with Yvette to meet Rosalie and this had left me irritated, leading to regrettable behavior on my part. Despite my annoyance at being forced to dine with her, I had been stunned by her appearance when she arrived. She'd looked like a goddess adorned in a classy white satin halter midi dress with a shawl elegantly wrapped around her arms and she paired the ensemble with white stilettos. Completing the look were a pendant shaped like a half-moon and teardrop earrings. "Your guest has arrived, Mr. Vasanten," Vera, the hostess, informed me. Rising as Vera stepped aside, Rosalie came into view, and my jaw dropped as I realized she wore the same dress and acce

He tried to get on to his feet, wincing in pain as he did so. Isabelle did not appear to be fazed by this new turn of events. Her face twisted into a sneer. “So, Oswald, do you want to show me what you’re made of?” David stepped inside. “What have you done to her?” “Isabelle has become a member of the Brethren!” Belinda was aware of movement behind her and she twisted round to see the bar emptying through the back door with the entrance of David Oswald. Isabelle seemed to notice this too and she laughed. “They might be scared of you, Oswald, but I’m not!”

"Also, dig those black roses out, root and all. The very sight of them irritates me!" - Thirty minutes later, Alfie rushed into the study, clearly panicking. "Mr. Garnett! We've searched the whole villa, but there's no sign of Ms. Smith! But… But…" John clicked his tongue, pursing his lips as he narrowed his eyes sharply. "But, what? Speak properly!" Alfie took a deep breath, and did his best to finish his sentence. "We found Ms. Smith's clothes and phone in the soil beneath the black roses… along with a human skeleton!"

I opened the door just a few inches and saw a small cardboard box sitting on the carpet with no name and no return address, so I pulled it inside and opened the lid while the others crowded around me to see what was inside. Resting on a bed of white tissue paper was a single rose made of delicate glass and the stem was broken in half so it looked dead and jagged, and I knew immediately that it was a message from Elena Romano because that rose was the symbol of the investment firm we had burned down in Berlin.

I huff quietly and do my best to ignore his leering eyes as he pushes the dazed woman away from him and licks the remaining blood from his lips. “Rosalyn is it? Don’t be shy and come stand beside your master,” Matthias says to me as he places his glass on a brown coaster on the coffee table. The way he calls Paul my master makes my skin prickle. Paul fists his hands but looks to me and nods for me to come stand beside him. My legs feel shaky as I step closer, keeping my head to the floor and hoping we won’t be here long. “Lift your head and look at me, Rosalyn. It’s rude not to look at someone when they speak to you,” Matthias demands calmly and I don’t like where this is going.