Rosalina Mario Novels & Stories

“Friends and families discount.” Ollie paid the florist and then put the box of lilies inside his backpack before he plucked a single red rose from one of the shelves to his left. “Here.” He placed the rose in my hand. “It matches your hair.” Then Ollie turned around and walked toward the door without waiting for me while I stood there with my cheeks turning the same shade of red as the rose in my hand.

Rhea begged In front of someone " Do you both deserve forgiveness? Why should I forgive you both? My princess is innocent but I'm not. You both hurt her this much that she tried to kill herself though she understood now it was a mistake but still. Rhea is the culprit but you're a bigger culprit than her sahil. You knew my princess from so long yet you insulted her like that. "Zarun spat In anger " please sir we are sorry please! Don't ruin our life. Please sir, "sahil begged

I glance towards the crowd, my eyes looking for Elis but I don't see any sign of him except for Elliot and Fiore. Elliot and Fiore continues to smile at me. ''Do you, Rosalyn, pledge to share your life openly with one another, and to speak the truth in love? Do you promise to honor and tenderly care for one another, cherish and encourage each other, stand together, through sorrows and joys, hardships and triumphs for all the days of your life?'' The priest turns to look at me while I continue to look at the crowd; causing some of them to whisper.

With us being the meat of the evening, I would’ve given anything to not be alone. He walked across the room to the blonde sitting all alone in one corner of the room. I immediately recognised her. Anybody would. Rosaline Guerra was known for being the beauty of Cosa Nostra, with golden hair, fair skin, sharp features and height. Rosaline had something off about her. I’d seen her in other parties before, but she had never looked this . . . upset. I used to envy her for the freedom she had that none of us did. But even that freedom had ended, since everyone expected her to say yes to marrying Terenzio De Vitto. Maybe that was the reason behind her sadness.

"My wife’s here. We can talk about the project another time. You can also reach out to Mattias, he’s involved with it too." Heleina’s smile faltered a little at that, and she looked back at Marco. "Mattias, as in your cousin Stefano?" she asked. Marco gave a quick, curt nod. "Yes." Heleina nodded too, but her eyes drifted down to our hands, still linked together. "Alright then, I’ll get going," Heleina said, turning to me. "Nice to meet you, Maddie. I wasn’t able to make it to your wedding, so I didn’t know Marco had chosen a wife."

Jane lifted her head suddenly to look at Sean. “Shut up!” Before she could finish, Mr. Summer yelled angrily, “How dare you talk about Rosaline like this?” “Shut up!” Sean berated Mr. Summers coldly. Then, he looked at Jane. “Continue.” “I didn’t hire people to hurt Rosaline. She died because she was suffocated by Mr. Summers,” she said, looking at Sean with a serious look on her face. “Do you believe me? Do you believe that I’m innocent?” Her eyes were looking at Sean’s bleeding palm.

And Flavio would never kill Giovanni, Riccardo was there to stop him. "We are not your slaves, we are an independent mafia family, you wouldn't decide anything for us. We can make our own decisions," Rosalina hissed who was sitting silently the whole time. She was burning in rage that He didn't even glance at her. She was far more beautiful than his wife and Cara who He glanced at twice at this table. She wanted to have him just once before she married Killian. He had insulted her and now she didn't want anything more than to ruin his married life with that waitress before settling forever with Killian and mocking Aaron for his ruined marriage.

I manage to take it, but the spell that froze her has stopped and she is now after me in her full angered spirit. Rosemary's form looks like a giant foggy vampire. Her fangs and demeanor have an appetite to murder me. I make a rash decision and I consume Rosemary's una lilies. Perhaps it wasn't the widest decision but it is a way to stop her from becoming more powerful than Draco. "No, you fool! Foolish witch! What have you done? What have you done? That was my luna lily to consume. That was not for your lips to touch. It was for mine you selfish human."

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.

Ari berated her. “I wanted out.” she said, her voice surprisingly steady and calm. When her insides were screaming at her. “You’re married to the man who’s looking for Nightshade Rosie. You could have gotten yourself killed. If Roman ever finds out you’re who he’s hunting God knows what he’ll do. You need to get the fuck out of her and be home before he gets home…” he warns her. Rosalie stands. “Elena set everything up. She used my identity to have Roman marry me. She manipulated me into believing Roman was some villain who would kill me if I so much as sneezed in his direction. She…” Ari cuts her off.