Rosalina Luigi Novels & Stories

I stepped right in front of him, blocking his view of her, "Come on, Enzo. Let's go. She is not worth our time." I rubbed my hand over his arm...his strong arms, trailing it up to his shoulders, "Baby....let's go," I said, firmly, staring him dead in the eyes, hoping he could hear the plea in my voice. He wouldn't do this to me. He wouldn't stand and chose Ophelia over me. I am his mate and Luna now, and it was just unfortunate that she was alive. Nevertheless, I needed to make him leave here, "We need to...."

Her POV: " And this is.. Antonio.. Her husband." And my eyes shot up to Antonio as I was totally dumbfounded. What? Husband!? And just at that moment, his dark brown eyes clash with my ice blue one from behind our masks. " And this is Rosalina." Leonardo concludes. Even from behind his black mask, I could see how his eyes got bigger. First shock and then disbelief settling in those dark brown eyes as he watches me with unbelief. I try to breathe as my eyes are locked with his dark brown ones. He's still the same. Same tall and dark with dark black hair. Those dark brown eyes won't he same intensity. But is he actually the same?

“Why would you even want me? I am not as beautiful as Laura. She is perfect. I am no match for her.” Before she could even take her next breath, Luciano closed the distance between them. He wrapped his arm like a steel band around her waist from behind, pulling her spine flush against his bare chest. He rested his heavy head on her shoulder, his lips pressing a dark, branding kiss against her skin. “I want you, Rosie,” he whispered against her neck. “But she is everything you have ever wanted,” Rosa choked out, the old wounds tearing open. “And I was… I was just an unwanted responsibility to you. And now, when you are finally free—”

“Oh, did I hurt your feelings? All I’m saying is maybe fate missed its chance—” Lucian’s voice dropped to a growl, and he grabbed hold of her arm, pulling her close. The smile on her face faded, in its place was fear. “If anything happens to him or anything happens to me," his grip tightened and she winced in pain. "You’ll be the first I burn to the ground. Do you understand me, Rosaline?” Rosaline nodded repeatedly. He pushed her away and she caught the railings before she fell. "You can growl all you want," she adjusted the curlers in her hair. "But I'll take back what rightfully belongs to me even if it boils down to death."

He promised to make someone else his Luna then where does that leave me, a mistress? “Of course you will be my Luna, I told you if it’s not Rosaria then I don’t really care who’s in the Luna position,” Mark said, his words tugging painfully at my heart. I heard a low growl as the Alpha king went to stand besides Rosaria wrapping his hands around her waist possessively. “You really are a douchebag, I never thought you were this kind of person,” Rosaria said angrily and was about to punch him again when I called out her name to stop her from creating a scene at her wedding.

"Maybe not, but I'm here for you." Roslyn's hands trembled, her voice cracking. "Just leave!" Leonardo's gaze held hers, his voice low and gentle. "I won't give up on you, Roslyn." Roslyn's eyes stung, tears threatening to spill. She turned away, focusing on her drink. Leonardo's presence lingered, his words echoing in her mind. As she raised her glass, Roslyn felt Leonardo's hand brush against hers. "Mia bella, let me take you home," Leonardo whispered, his voice low and gentle.

I reply, “I want you to meet my Donna, Juliet,” She looks at Juliet, who gives her a warm smile, “Hello, it’s nice to meet you, Rosaline.” Rosaline hugs Juliet and kisses both her cheeks, “Nice to meet you too Juliet, you a stunning woman, you choose wisely son.” “Rosaline here, is one of the top members of the mafia, she looks old but she can kick ass, she’s been with the family for years.” “Oh wow, maybe she can teach me a thing or two, especially about you.” Juliet smirks.

Rosalina looked around the large hallway before she quietly stepped into her room and closed the door after herself, “If I tell you something, you can’t tell anyone I told you please” she said nervously. Aria looked over at her, “I won’t, is everything ok?” she asked thinking she had never seen her this worried before. Rosalina moved closer to her, “I know now is not the best time to tell you this, but I know who rang and told those masked men to come” she said quietly, almost like she was scared of being heard by someone. Aria was about to ask her who it was when the door opened and in walked Adrian. Rosalina quickly excused herself and hurried out of the door. Adrian looked at her and then

His romantic words sparked cheers and applause from his subordinates. No one noticed me when I returned to the villa. One of the branch leaders was unimpressed, and he mocked Lucas. “But I remember that his girlfriend used to be Aria, right? I heard that he even wanted to be a painter for her. Wasn’t his first award-winning painting a portrait of her?” At the mention of my name, Lucas’s expression darkened. Feeling displeased, he took a sip of his wine. Chloe, who had been resting in his arms, sat up straight and smiled.

"I can manage my magic very well. I threw that ball of fire to you, and I would make sure that it would only hit you. I can't stand seeing your filthy hands roaming over my future bride." "Dream on. I'll never be your bride." Finally, Rosalina broke from Garry's embrace and turned around to glare at Judas. "And how many times do I have to tell you that I don't love you? Stop forcing your love on me." "I don't care if you love me or not. I love you, and I want you. You are to be my bride and the queen of Baltras, Rosalina." "In your dream. My loved one is right here. I'll never be your queen."