Rosalina Mii Novels & Stories

while tears are streaming down my face. My mouth fell open when I heard the crowd's applause. Their claps, their cheers... "Congratulations to our winner, Florence Mil for surviving the final round! Again, we have a winner!" the speaker announced. I roamed my eyes around expecting to see Eula... I don't understand... what's happening? Then the screen opened, showing the silhouette of the mysterious Domina. "Congratulations my dear, you're the only one who prevented the closest people to your heart from dying. You have survived the final round which is... the illusion. All of that... was just an illusion." she explained. I was glad to hear it but something is bothering me.

Of course, I do. My expression seemed to have given him a reply because the next he said was, "Then, to keep my end of the deal, you have to keep yours. Do we have a deal?" 'What's there to lose? Do you even have a place to go after the revenge?' "Deal," I mumbled. ••• "Good Morning, ma'am. I'm Rosaline but Rosa for short. I'll be helping with your bath this morning." "Hi. Rosa." I greeted cautiously. She was dressed in her black and white maid's uniform.

She's gotten everything she wants and she is a happy princess. Rosa forced a smile. "I'm okay. I don't want to eat anything", She said. " You're back?", Rosa looked up the stairs and saw Mia. "Sis, you're not asleep?", Rosa asked. " Yes, I'm writing a new book. What's with you? It's late", She asked She really didn't have any interactions with Rosa but she could tell that she's in a bad mood. Mia walked closer to her. "Who wronged you? Did something happen?", Mia asked her

"Amelia, you made me realize during our practises that all of us tend to make mistakes. I always thought my father was at fault and he indeed was, but he did love me. I wouldn't forgive him for what he did to my mum, but at the same time, I treated him like shit for many years and now he's gone. He deserves to have people here on earth, who still love him and remember him in their heart. Thank you Strawberry, for unknowingly making me realize. I love you . . . Holy . . . shit!" The next moment went by a blur as I witnessed my black wig tossed on the grass, my blonde locks cascading down my back like waves and stopping at my waist. My glasses were thrown down as Noah took a step back. "You---

The smell of smoke never left her. Even after five years, Inés still woke up coughing some nights, the phantom scent of ash curling through her dreams like a ghost refusing to rest. “Name?” the guard at the Delgado estate gate asked, his voice flat but suspicious. Inés gripped the strap of her cheap bag tighter. “Inés Montoya. I’m here for the maid position.” The man’s eyes raked over her; young, pretty, average enough not to draw attention, which was the point. He muttered something into his walkie-talkie, then motioned for her to go inside.

ROSALINA (Presently 23 years old) After applying the last coat of mascara over my long brown lashes, I checked myself in the mirror to make sure everything was perfect. I had an ick for imperfections when it came to my appearance. I slightly adjusted my black miniskirt to reveal my midsection, which was accentuated by a pink, off-shoulder crop top. I ran a brush through my hair again, as I noticed it was slightly disheveled.

" I called with a shocked face. Roselina Aldofo. Twenty-eight years old, brunette hair, slim figure, and pale skin. Maid in charge of deep house cleaning, a girly gossiper, and also reliable. She walks into the kitchen with a stunning face, looking down at her phone before raising her head to see Francesca and me in the kitchen. "My lady, you're up so early. But why are you dressed up like this?" she furrows her confused brows. "What is the fuss about this morning? Why so focused on your phone?" I polled at her. "There is a picture all over the internet. And for a second, I thought it was you, but then again, I thought that it couldn't be you. You can't stoop so low. You're the confident wom

“I am Luna Rosalia. Cassian Mate and I’m guessing you are Ruby, his new mistress.” I opened my mouth, then shut it again. What was I supposed to say? This day was only getting more and more bizarre. She turned to Cassian. “Does she speak?” “Yes, I speak—sorry—uhm, I’m Ruby, but well you already know that…” I rambled on. “Isn’t she cute,” Rosalia cooed, with a smile on her face. She looked… excited. “She is.” Cassian agrees to my surprise. “I’ll meet you at the dining hall, Rosalia.” He pressed a kiss on her forehead, before letting her go.

and hurries over to where I am standing before walking by. Rosalina whom she was just standing beside, gives a side glance to me and although no word is utter by her in the first few seconds I can already decipher that she doesn't like me— Anna very much. Rosalina is the Wilsons trusted cook, and the sixty-two-year-old woman wasn't just the Wilson's cook, she was also Eli's godmother. Eli asked Anna to get along with Rosalina since she also lived at the mansion and she promised to do her best. And a rule #20: "Try as much as possible to get along with Rosalina" was made for that sole reason.

Alpha almost never smiled. 'He does when he's with you,' Mia reminded. I waved my hand as if to dismiss her and her voice in my head. There was nothing I could do to save what I wanted now. Then, as the song ended, they approached. “Rosie,” he said, pausing beside me. “This is Princess Selena.” I bowed my head to the both of them in a show of respect. “Welcome to Midnight Pack, princess Selena,” I told her. Was that a tremble in my voice? I hoped neither of them noticed.