Rosalina Mii Mga Nobela at Kwento

I pulled her back into my arms, pulling her down with me so she was on top of my chest as I laid down. "I, Sin Black accept you, Blossom Kildan as my mate, Luna and my Queen" I said happily. She rested her hands on my chest, looking up at me with a small smile "I, Blossom Kildan accept you, Sin Black, as my mate, Alpha and King" she said, making my smile grow ten fold. After that we just stared at each other for a while, smiles on both of our faces. That is... until she began to frown

Gosh, my mother is going to kill me when she finds out. I couldn’t go too far as I bumped into something hard and nearly fell on the ground. Someone grabbed me then held me up. I looked up and found myself looking into a pair of piercing grey eyes that belonged to none other than Logan Hill. “Marina? What are you doing here? Why are you running?” he asked. He looked at my distraught face. His eyes narrowed. “Um…well…I’m on a date,” I stammered. “Is that right?” he asked and stared at me intently. “So, where is your date?”

'' She replies, lightly running her hand at Elis's back. A couple of hours later, I am left staring at the glass window near the back—only watching flowers blossoming beautifully. My lips curve up into a small smile, realising that there's a lot of roses here other than different flowers. To my surprise, I find Fiore standing a few feet from me as she watches the roses, ''They are Elia's favourite.'' She says, breaking the silence. ''Especially orange coloured roses,'' She adds. Roses. Is it a coincident?

Just as I was worrying about keeping Camilla occupied, Rosaline burst onto the dance floor, her eyes shining with excitement. "Camilla, you won't believe who's here!" Rosaline exclaimed, her voice barely above a whisper. Camilla's curiosity was piqued instantly. "Who?" she asked, her eyes sparkling with anticipation. Rosaline grinned mischievously, her lips curling upward. "Krisdana Elrod." Camilla's jaw dropped, her face frozen in disbelief. "No way! You're joking!" Rosaline shook her head vigorously. "I swear, I saw her by the photo booth!"

Why didn't he? "Rosalie" Rosalie forced a smile and took Mia's hand. Mia's face was full of puzzle but all Rosalie figured out was contempt. Her insides churned as she wondered who Mia was. Was she some sort of her boss' ex-girlfriend? "I'll just wait here for Alex" Mia mumbled seeing Alexander didn't reply to her text. "Hmm" Rosalie forced a hum and averted her gaze back at the ballet dancers. No matter how hard she tried, her brain couldn't register their performance any longer.

I started, but Layla interuppted me. "Ah, it doesn't matter. Come look! I want to show you the dresses I picked out for my Luna ceramony!" I groaned. I completely forgot that I told her I would make her Luna. But I also said if I haven't found my mate by 25 that I would. I'm 24, and I found my mate.

Rafael's face twisted in rage as he yelled, "What do you want, Rosalina?" The sound of his voice echoed off the warehouse walls, making Rosalina's smile seem even more sinister. Rosalina's smile never wavered, her eyes gleaming with a malevolent intensity. "Oh, Rafael," she purred, her voice dripping with malice. "I want what's rightfully mine. I want the power, the control, the respect. And I'll stop at nothing to get it."

Blake looked upon his wife’s smile and sighed. “Rosaline, if you have something to say, then say it. How long have you possessed Claire?” Blake looked at Claire’s eyes to notice them being golden. “Rosaline, is that you?” Maia asked, surprised. “In the flesh, so to speak,” Rosaline said through Claire. “How have you been, dear friend.” “Oh, I don’t know. Killed, laid dormant for a millennium, and then resurrected and had the best sex a girl could ever dream about last night, you?” Maia replied with a bit of sarcasm.

“It’s probably a dog, baby.” Rosalyn gasped softly, her whole face lighting with surprise. Her eyes widened with sudden realization, and she let out a tiny, breathy, “Oh.” Then she leaned closer to me and whispered loudly, “It still looks like a potato. Mama just doesn’t want to say that it is a potato.” A laugh slipped out of me before I could stop it, warm and unguarded. Mia shook her head and pinched the bridge of her nose, knowing well that Rosalyn was playing her part well enough with her imagination.

the lady said bowing towards Killian, who just nodded in response. Rosa looked at them confusedly, knowing nothing about what's happening. “Hey Mia! Please guide our special guest.” The lady spoke as Rosa looked up to see another girl in stuff form coming towards them with a sweet smile on her face. “Sure Ma'am.” Mia responded, bowing at Killian before turning to Rosa. She again bowed towards Rosa making Rosa frowned and her eyes turned bambi. “Ma'am please, have a seat. We are really happy to see you both here.” Mia said, flashing her genuine smile.