Rosalina Plush Novels & Stories

I promised. "Hm," She bit her thumb. Some of the blue nail paint on it was already chipped off thanks to her nail-biting habit. She gave me the same curious gaze I had given her. "The girl in pink. You like her." I gritted my teeth. Of course, she would notice me watching Rosalina all night. Rosalina, with her long dark hair and pink satin dress, hugged every curve. Just looking at her took my breath away. It took a tremendous amount of self-control from my side to not get over there and steal away from everyone.

"Handle her with care. Any little scratch on her skin will bring the downfall of your business." Rosaline sat in front of a mirror, as various hands dolled her up at once. Someone was styling her hair, another was doing her nails. Others were showing her dresses. The plastic lady stood at a corner barking out orders to them. Hours later, Rosaline was set and ready to go. Her mouth formed an O shape as she stared at herself in the mirror. "I…I look breathtaking," she muttered in awe. "Let's get you down to your hubby, I bet he can't wait," the plastic lady said, then escorted her down to Frederick, who sat waiting for her.

I spat nervously. "Missing is an understatement, but this is definitely his magic," she snapped back, then twirled her index finger, causing a green illuminating light to cover her before it vanished. "That is why your little petal here is so plump," Rosalind continued as she cupped my honeycomb's face. She seemed in awe of my lovely. If I didn't know her, I'd let my jealousy take over and swat her hands away from what is mine.

Rosalina smiled wider and giggled a little. “He said you’re all he needs.” Joni and Rebecca’s eyes widen as they look at each other. “That is so cute. Look at you getting big bad mafia man to whisper sweet nothings into your ear,” Joni threw her head back and laughed loud. Rebecca shook her head at bother friends when Rosalina joined her in her laughter. “Go. Get. Dressed.” Rosalina said as she tried to gasp for air. Rebecca headed up the stairs to get dressed. No matter how much she wanted to there was no point in fighting them on going shopping.

After a short while before she can even look herself properly in the mirror, Rosa is told that she needs to dress up. It's a pink dress and it's beautiful. It's long and a bit puffy, but not too much that she can't move properly. The dress is embroidered with jewels that Rosa is sure that are real because when she wears the dress, it's quite heavy. They've also given her a pair of black sandals that matches perfectly with the dress. A bit more time is spent on her hair and finally, they announce that it's done. “Your daughter is such a doll and I'm glad she's Arnold's mate.” Rita tells Rosalie's mother who giggles along with her.

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

It’s him! “What have you brought here? Explain yourselves or die.” “Sir, we present you the Red Rose. The huntress you have wanted dead for many years. She came here today, in the guise of a prisoner, with the intention to kill you. We convinced her that we would work for her, knowing that it would allow us to bring her to you, unaware of the danger she would be in. She is at your mercy, to do with as you wish Sir. She also has another identity; this woman is the new Luna of the Blue Flame pack.”

Tamara pulled out a light pink off-the-shoulder top, smiling brightly as she turned to look at Rosie. Rosie shook her head firmly. Her face twisted in distaste. Rosie didn't feel the confidence to pull a shirt like that off, although it could be considered pretty casual of a top. "No." Tamara sighed, giving her cousin a tired look. "It is your shirt, Rosie. What's wrong with it?" "It was a gift from you." Tamara rolled her eyes as she shoved the top into Rosie's chest. "Once you put it on, you will thank me for being so pushy. Just wait and see how cute you'll look."

I try to take care of her at work and outside work, her husband does everything he can to keep her out of trouble. Norah pouts, and I pull her out of the kitchen until we're in a safe, quiet zone. She shows me a small vile wrapped in a silky napkin, watching with wide eyes to see my reaction. "What the hell is that?" I have to ask. She grins. "It's another poison to add to my collection. I finally got the belladonna extract," she explains. "Are you crazy?" I whisper-shout, looking around. "This is a restaurant! You have to stop bringing them here!"

My hair is pulled up in an updo with some curls framing my face. I hear the squealing from the hall before the door bursts open and Fraja appears with a large bouquet of flowers and a note. “Luna, these are for you” she says, exaggerating on the Luna part. I roll my eyes at her, taking the flowers from her. A beautiful bunch of pink roses with pink Tourmaline pink stones. I smile as my wolf purrs at our gift.