Rosalina Novels & Stories

The Omega stared thoughtfully at the poisoned rose on the floor, then she spoke up. “I was not the one who plucked the rose. It was given to me by a lady in red, who was waiting in the garden, downstairs.” Said the Omega. That was exactly the same thing she said when I asked her the same question. “Describe the so-called lady in red.” Paulina was not having the senseless words of the maid. “I didn’t have time to take a look at her. She left almost immediately, she gave me the flower.” The omega squirted, Her voice sounding like that of a bloody liar, infuriating Paulina on the spot.

“I'm sorry but I can't address you by your name, my Lady” Hearing her call me my Lady brought tears to my eyes. This was how I was addressed by my maids when I was a Beta's daughter. I decided to let her be and instead ask what she wanted. “Do you need anything?”. She raised her head up and her eyes stayed glued to the bed as she replied to me," Alpha king Lothar sent me to you. I am Rosaline, your new maid”. My brows arched in surprise at her words. Alpha Lothar sent me a maid? What for?

Dalia grimaced. "Sir. Mateo, Isabella... Nerissa insist on helping Madam Cynthia at gardening. She keep on saying that she wanted to help Madam, despite that Madam keeps asking her not to do so. And Nerissa ended up ruining the prized roses given by Señor Antonio." Isabella feels so embarrassed after knowing the truth as she watched Mateo calming her mother. "Mom, I know that you care so much for those roses, they're came from Dad, but... we can't change what's already done." At the end of his sentence he gives her hand a soft squeeze.

Where a scene was playing on it. Where I saw at first Ziven was so nice to Rosaline and how happy they were with each other. But it was all his drama while behind her back he used to go to his lover. After sometime Rosaline got pregnant but Trinity mixed some medicine into her food which led her to have a miscarriage. The poison was so lethal that it damaged her uterus. The doctor strongly suggested that she not get pregnant in the future because it will risk her life.

I just felt that what Joanna did for this man was not worth it. In order to take revenge, she ended herself too. Does the Little Prince really love roses? I didn't know. But what I knew was Jeffrey was definitely not the Little Prince, and I was not a rose imprisoned in a glass case. My future had infinite possibilities.

"Mickey, you're finally here. I was so scared. I had another nightmare. Tell me—tell me I escaped. Tell me I wasn't violated, right?" She clutched at him, desperate for reassurance. Her doe-like eyes shimmered with fear. Mickey wrapped her in his arms and gently stroked her back. "You got away. No one laid a finger on you. Don't be afraid, Rose. I'm here." Rose? Mickey, the woman in your arms—do you really believe she's your beloved Rose? Don't you know Rose is already dead? You killed her. My eyes stung as I watched another woman take my name and identity. And I could do nothing.

she protest Matteo didn't reply her, he rubbed the bridge of his noise and any sensible person could see that he was trying to hold himself from doing something bad. “Meet me in my room Rosa, I can't stand the sight of some people” and with that he left me with the hot lady without really explaining what was going on

And standing right in the center of the ruins, under the broken crystal chandelier, is Rosalina. She is still wearing her white lace wedding gown, but the dress is stained with bright, fresh streaks of red blood. Her beautiful brown eyes are wide with terror, staring straight at me as three shadow figures—men with no faces, wearing the suits of the Mafia Council—step out of the dark behind her. "Christopher, help me!" she screams, reaching her hands out toward me. The pear-cut diamond on her finger flashes brightly through the smoke. "They are taking me away! Christopher!"

"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.

"You shouldn't have caused such a loud scene earlier, darling. You should have just come back to me quietly. I know you miss me and this body." Max turned around, looking entirely furious, he wasn’t ready for her games. But before he could speak, Rosina reached for the robe around her shoulders. With a smooth movement, the fabric fell straight to the floor, revealing her lace lingerie. She tilted her head, her gaze burning with pure seduction. She brushed her short black hair forward, framing her face perfectly as she smiled wickedly at him.