Rosalina Crying Novels & Stories

He dropped again, gasping. Elara did not move. She watched him suffer without satisfaction. Without cruelty. Only resolve. “So,” she said calmly. “Now you feel it.” Kael looked up at her, eyes burning. His gaze flicked to Mira. The truth hit him like a second blow. The Luna I rejected had returned. And she wasn’t mine anymore.

I screamed and was about to run in his direction but was stopped by a hand holding my wrist. "He needs help," I tried to free my hand from Orion's hold. "They are here," Orion's jaw tensed. Celia and Bernadette were standing behind Kai and Rose. Celia threw a dirty look at Rose, who had her hand on Kai's chest and was continously chanting some words, but the green foam kept coming out of Kai's mouth. "You?" I felt a bitter feeling. "I was supposed to be the Luna," Bernadette screamed with anger, her claws came out.

"He made his choice. By the time he realizes I’m gone, I’ll already be a Lightwood. And he’ll be just another ghost from my past." I got into the driver's seat and started the engine. And as I reached home, my phone buzzed with a notification. Rosaline had posted a picture on social media, showing a man’s hands wrapped around her ankle, giving her a foot massage. [Just a minor sprain on my ankle. But he insisted on staying to look after me. The greenest flag ever!] There was something that broke inside. Perhaps the last string of hope. My doctor’s voice echoed in my head when I barely survived the cake the other night.

Her face was feeling and looking alluringly tiny in between his huge and bulky hands. "Look at me, princesa," hearing him calling her by that name, she finally unlatched her lashes slowly and he saw those heavy tears glistening in her eyes which made her sea-green spheres look more shimmering and enchanting. "Why are you crying?" He asked her, bringing more tears to her eyes. "I…. I don't want you to break our friendship," she told him honestly because Flora had never moulded her feelings in front of that person who genuinely mattered to her.

Bella hurriedly went out to go get what I had ordered her to do. With my hand still forcefully clutching a lock of hair, I turned her around so that I could look at her face. VANESSA.... The grip on my hair was so tight and it made me want to cry, but I had bit down hard on my lips. I cussed loudly when I bit down on the sore in my lips. I tasted my own blood.

she implored and was getting even more miserable since the one she is begging not to leave, left already. She stayed there on the floor, witnessing the sun rises for a new tomorrow. Her tears never left her until the morning comes and her voice started to dry out. She cannot cry anymore after hours of outbursts. Those times she lent for herself to release are enough and it's now time to face the world outside, to face the person who caused her destruction.

I try to take care of her at work and outside work, her husband does everything he can to keep her out of trouble. Norah pouts, and I pull her out of the kitchen until we're in a safe, quiet zone. She shows me a small vile wrapped in a silky napkin, watching with wide eyes to see my reaction. "What the hell is that?" I have to ask. She grins. "It's another poison to add to my collection. I finally got the belladonna extract," she explains. "Are you crazy?" I whisper-shout, looking around. "This is a restaurant! You have to stop bringing them here!"

She placed her head on her knees and closed her eyes but nothing worked, her closed eyes were still flashing his face and injured state to her. Inessa got up from the bed and jogged towards that full length mirror and she got shocked by seeing her glossy eyes from where her tears were silently rolling down from her cheeks and she herself didn't notice it until now but the question was why she was crying? Why it was hurting her and where it was hurting her?

As a matter of fact, she was so lost in her own mind that she had no idea that someone was following her until he stepped out of the shadows and cleared his throat. “Is everything alright, Claudia? You’re normal more perceptive than this. I mean, I was able to follow you this whole time, yet you didn’t realize it,” Sean commented. “I did realize it,” Claudia lied, “but I chose not to react. Maybe you should try it sometimes.” “Sure,” mumbled Sean. “What was that?” “Nothing,” Sean said before he made a rose appear seemingly from thin air, “A beautiful rose for the even more beautiful Claudia.”

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