Rosalina Novels & Stories

I walked along the path, my hands in my pockets, my mind still turning over the day's events. Then I saw Irina. She was kneeling by one of the rose bushes, a large pair of gardening scissors in her hands. She was trimming the dead blooms, her movements careful and precise, her head bent low over her work. She wore a simple gown, the fabric long enough to cover the ground around her, and a bonnet like every other maiden.

The woman assured before cupping her daughter's cheeks and pecking her forehead softly. The mother faces Isabella with a sad look. "Mama loves you, my piccolo fiore." She whispers, both of them closing their eyes as their faces become drenched with tears. [Translation: my little flower] After what seemed like eternity, the woman had finally gained the courage to separate herself from her child. She stood up, making sure to close the closet doors in hopes of hiding her daughter's location. Isabella was able to peek through the small crack of her closet. Her eyes following her mother's figure with a longing glance as her hands cover her mouth, trying to silence her own sobs. Stifling her cries

Not having the slightest idea that their lives are in danger as the woman with amethyst eyes shall bring peril amongst their realm. They reached the castle in Nuella Sangre and immediately went to the throne room of the King, Stefan Thorn. When the two entered the room, the King stood from his throne to welcome his son, Giovanni Felix Thorn. His father rushed on walking to him and gave his son a man hug. “Welcome home, son.” Stefan said and tapped his son’s back. “Thank you, Dad.” Felix tapped his father’s back. “Enough hugs for now, we have things to settle.” Cassiopeia entered the room. Cassiopeia is the first witch who joined Nuella Sangre. She is blessed on seeing the future, so as she k

he whispered back longing for her to kiss him but she was luring him into an uncontrollable desire for him as she slowly undressed herself, being left with only her bra and underpants. “Do we have a deal Mathew?” she asked him while she had just lowered her hand into his pants and was about to give him a blowjob. “Yes, whatever you want” he responded looking with so much lust toward her. She then lowered his trousers and pulled out his dick, she placed herself just perfectly with her ass facing his face as she bent it over to suck him, he uncontrollably tore her pants and gently kissed her ass while she did the work on him. Priscilla was quite the devil when she was angry and on a mission. M

the Grand Duke said, I went back to my kingdom, then went to father’s office. “Your highness,” someone said from behind me. She has blonde hair and golden brown eyes. I guess that she is that impostor. “Who might you be?” I asked her. “I am Clementine Rose Westernia, the princess of the Westernian Empire,” she said as she curtsied. “Greetings to the star of the Westernian Empire, I am Crowned Prince Lucas Aidan,” I greeted her even though I know that she’s an impostor. “Where are you headed to?” she asked me.

By the time she dared to wait years for him to be friends with him, Louis was another girl's boyfriend. Unlike Rosabella, Pearl is Louis' junior in college. Famous for her sweet and gentle appearance, her smile was pure, and her eyes glistened, she met Pearl once, and he captured Louis’ heart. Of course, Rosabella is not an idiot. How can she not know the bitter truth? Just what else can she do? This love is all for him, but his heart isn't there. Is there anything else Rosabella can do besides quietly endure being with him, looking at him like a regular friend for a long time?

A person in love will never listen to anyone who tries to separate him from the one he likes. " Won't you tell me who she is? I want to to to see with my own eyes if she is worth your liking or not. As an emperor of the Lycan kingdom, your standard for woman has to be extra high ", Rosalina was the perfect sister one could ask for himself. Damian flickered his fingers and looked at her, " You don't have to know her, it's best if she stays. mysterious. I don't want to expose her to the potential dangers. So not even you have to know her ", Damian refused to let her in the highlight.

My manager, Rosalina, spoke in a monotone, "Jake... You know how important this film is. The director and the sponsor are quite the well known ones, so isn't this a lifetime opportunity?" I muttered, "I-I'm sorry," into thin air. Rosalina sighed, patted my left shoulder, and said, "It's okay. People make mistakes," whispering in my ear. It's funny how she gradually let it go when she was earlier on enraged. Rosalina went outside the tent, leaving me by myself. I was about to leave the tent when I heard rumors circulating outside.

"Walking around like some cheap whore, desperate for attention?" Rosalina's nostrils flared, her face contorted with rage. "You think you can just say whatever you want, don't you? You arrogant prick!" As Rosalina's anger intensified, I raised my hands in mock surrender, a smug smirk playing at the corner of my lips. I slowly took a step back towards the pool, knowing that I had successfully provoked her. I could feel her eyes burning into me as she stalked after me, her steps heavy with fury. "You're such a pathetic excuse for a man, Leonardo," she spat, her voice dripping with contempt.

Paulina asked in a tired voice, as she could feel the little strength she had left in her grow weak and she didn’t want to blame her daughter for her mate’s mistake. “Nothing.” Isabel and Rodrigo quickly replied in unison. “There’s no more secrets, I promise.” Rodrigo assured his mate, taking careful steps towards her. Paulina looked from Isabel to Rodrigo and back. She could tell from the look in their eyes that they were telling the truth, but she hopes she’s right this time and isn’t being fooled again by their deceitful nature. Paulina’s knees gave out and she collapsed, but Rodrigo was fast enough to prevent his mate’s body from hitting the ground.