Rosalina Crying Novels & Stories

she stuttered out. Selena’s face breaks out in a cold sweat, her face contorts in pain. She clutches her stomach. “Right now your insides are being melted. If you wait too long before you take the antidote you’ll die...” Rosalie shows a small vile in her hand find with powder. “Please...” Selena begged as she fell to the floor. Roman returned home with a frown. His house was empty. There were no guard up front. When he enters the living room, he sees Rosalie standing over a body.

After all he does owe me an explanation on why he wants us to stay here for a couple weeks. A couple hours went by and someone from the front seat called me to tell me that Sabrina was in the hallway. I went to the door of our suite and ran to the elevator. The elevator was super slow finally I made it to the bottom. There she is my Luna, I ran to her side, when I went up to her she had a bruise on her left eye. “Who did this to you,” I said with anger in my voice. “I don’t know, I didn’t see their face,” Sabrina said while shaking.

Silas's voice, muffled through the window. I opened my eyes and immediately regretted it. The world spun, nausea rolling through my stomach. It was dark outside. How long had I been out? Silas's face appeared in the window, pale and terrified. Behind him, Noir stood rigid, his mismatched eyes burning with barely controlled violence. The memories slammed back. Ellie. Vittorio. The deal. Her kissing me while someone came up behind— Pain morphed into something more excruciating than anything else. A tearing sensation in my chest like someone had reached in and ripped out vital organs while I wasn't looking.

My eyes burned with tears, and Benjamin immediately became anxious. "What's wrong, Lena?" I sniffled, forcing back my tears. "It's nothing. I just saw a story about a husband cheating. It was really heartbreaking." Benjamin chuckled softly and said, "Silly, what's there to be sad about? I would never do that." I stared at him intently, and he emphasized helplessly, "I will always love you, Selena. If I ever betray you, may I live in endless suffering, never finding relief."

“I saw what the media did to you when the news broke. I saw the comments. And I still kept my distance. I was a coward.” He leaned forward slightly, his expression unreadable. “I don’t know how to fix all of this…But I want to try.” Rosalina blinked, unsure if she was still dreaming. “You don’t have to be alone in this, Rosa,” he added. “Let me help. Please.” Her throat tightened. She wasn’t sure if it was from the exhaustion, the hormones, or the vulnerability of nearly losing everything…but she nodded. She needed help. Later that night when the nurses had retired and Rosalina laid comfortably like a baby, Damon remained by her side.

It’s him! “What have you brought here? Explain yourselves or die.” “Sir, we present you the Red Rose. The huntress you have wanted dead for many years. She came here today, in the guise of a prisoner, with the intention to kill you. We convinced her that we would work for her, knowing that it would allow us to bring her to you, unaware of the danger she would be in. She is at your mercy, to do with as you wish Sir. She also has another identity; this woman is the new Luna of the Blue Flame pack.”

an ear piercing scream left from her mouth as Zarun entered her swiftly Hot tears trailed from her eyes to her cheeks as she screamed in pain. " you cheater. Leave me! It is hurting. Leave. "Zeenat said and pushed Zarun away from her but as expected he did not even budge from his spot an inch " I am sorry princess but I had to do it. Do not worry it will be fine very soon. You will feel better I promise. "Zarun said as he stood still inside her Zeenat's face became red as she was constantly crying and scratching on Zarun's back as well

"Stop crying, okay? It hurts me to see you like this." He inched closer, intending to kiss away the tears threatening to roll down my cheek. Visions from the crystal orb flashed rapidly in my mind. Jared and Luciana, tangled together in the bed, were in the heat of passion. He was just as gentle then, kissing her tears away. She cried, demanding his promise. "Even if we're not together, your heart can only ever belong to me. Promise me, will you? If you ever fall for Monica, I'll make sure she finds out everything you've done.

"Oh, Carlo. Look at me. Take a good look... Whose wedding do you think this is? This is my wedding. Mine, and I'll be marrying Luca. And you? You're just a madman crashing someone else's wedding." His smile froze. Tears rolled down his face. "No… It's not true… Rosa, you love me…" I dropped the wilted roses at his feet. "You're wrong. I did love you...but that was in another life. You murdered that love with your own hands, and my life along with it. All I have for you in this life is hate." I took Luca's arm and walked past Carlo without looking back. His cries echoed behind me, but none of that mattered to me anymore.

She laughed, brushing past them both. “Anyway, I’ve got places to be, you two should cry it out and makes a great bedtime story.” “Rose, please don’t go!” my mom cried, reaching for her arm. Blaire pulled away sharply, eyes cold as ice. “I said don’t touch me!” she hissed. “You’re lucky I even talk to you, now move.e.e.” She opened the door and stepped into the hallway. Before leaving, she glanced back once and smirked. “I’m off, fam. Cry, cry, babies I will buy biscuits for you while coming back, ok?