Rosalina Cry Novels & Stories

'This is insane' “Then what exactly happened, Katherina? What are you hiding from me?” “Why do you even care about what is happening with me?!” Katherina fired abruptly, her tears almost spilling. “Why can you not let me be?!” Upon hearing those words, Harrison flinched as he was not expecting her to flare up at him at that moment. He was able to keep his cool as he wasn't ready to let her be until she told him what had happened to her the previous night. Her words had not stricken any pain in his heart but her tone, the striking tears that were trying to force their way out of her eyes broke his heart into a million tiny pieces.

A white rose lay on the floor dripping with blood. A small, shiny blade lay beside it. A beautiful object in such a terrible and painful condition. The blood stain on it did not hide it's immaculate and beautiful nature. She puffed smoke in the air and took a sip of the liquor beside her, as she glared at the bleeding rose with sad and anguish filled eyes, it told a lot about her and her agony. She was as beautiful as the rose in front of her.

Will God grant her the wish of her heart if she closes her eyes and dies for a while? How is that possible? "Let's go home, Rosabella." A man appeared, holding Rosabella's hand, and her whole body was drooling with shock. Without looking up at Rosabella knows who's holding her. But she coldly shook her hand, continuing on a path without light. "Can you appreciate yourself? He's married, too. For whatever reason, you still have to torment yourself like that?" Jonathan grabbed Rosabella's shoulder and turned her against him, staring at her as if he were even more heartbroken.

As I awoke my entire body ached, I felt like I had been hit by a mack truck. The pain was radiating through every limb and my head throbbed uncontrolablely making my vision blury. I went to move trying to sit myself up only to slip off the edge of the branch and fall flat on my face onto the forest floor. I hear a loud shriek from Rosalyna as she hurried down the tree and to my side. " Oh my lord Steffon are you okay brother?" She asked with a wobbly voice. " I've been so scared for the last two days sense you passed out in the cave in the grassy hill," She tells me with a sorrowful tone, like she's been crying for a few days. Standing with her help, I glance to her face squitting from the p

Ten years ago, I brought my distant cousin Sofia to New York after finding her cornered by her stepfather's creditors in an old Sicilian port. I taught her English, etiquette, and the laws of our world. I even introduced her to my fiancé, Alessandro Moretti. On the eve of our wedding, I found a secure family thread on my brother's computer—a thread that excluded me. My mother had written, "Sofia is pregnant. Are you really going through with tomorrow's wedding?" Alessandro replied, "The legal marriage is hers. The ceremony and the Moretti name will be Isabella's." That was when I learned they’d already gotten legally married. Our wedding was meant to seal a truce between two Mafia families a

She whispered Rosalina burst out crying as soon as she heard the voice. She needed someone who can understand her point of view in the right sense. She hugged Lia's waist, crying. Lia felt terrible for the girl as she hugged her back as a sign of comfort. "It's okay," Lia said. "Why am I so pathetic?" Rosalina said while sobbing "You're not pathetic Rosalina...You never were. Its fate is pathetic" Lia replied "I cannot go near anyone...I cannot show my face to anyone. Jaxon was right I am a slut" Rosalina said crying her heart out

“Take him away.” The guards immediately grabbed Adrian and pulled him back. He jerked against their hold, his eyes snapping toward me. For a brief second, something cracked through the rage. Vulnerability. Humiliation. Then it vanished just as quickly, replaced by bitterness so sharp it almost felt alive. His glare locked onto mine. But I held it without flinching. A quiet sob suddenly pulled my attention away. My head snapped toward the sound. Rosaline. I hadn’t even noticed her since arriving here yesterday. She sat stiffly beside her mother, tears slipping down her face as the former Luna rubbed her shoulder softly, trying to console her.

Her eyes moved from the maid to my father to my tearstreaked face. In one second, she understood everything. And in one second, she decided how to weaponize it. “What is going on here?” she asked sharply. The maid immediately burst into fake tears. “Miss Serafina attacked me!” I turned in horror. “What?” Father pointed at me with disgust. “She barged in here raving like a lunatic.” “No!” I cried. “That’s not true! I just came to ask for—” Rosalina clutched a hand dramatically to her chest.

A cry that filled me with guilt. I opened my eyes to see Rosaline beside me crying her eyes out. Her face was puffy with tears stains as fresh was kept falling down like an overflowing waterfall. "Rose," I don't want that. A gasp left her and she snapped her head towards me. Her bloodshot eyes widened as her jaw dropped. "ALEXEI!" she cried and engulfed me in a hug. I hissed lowly when I felt a sharp pain shoot through me. "Oh my God, I'm so sorry," she apologized and pulled away.