Rosalina Plush Novels & Stories

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!"

Her eyes sparkled. "Oh... this is absolutely beautiful.." Rosaline breathed out, setting her crystal flute down. "This is 'the one'. We absolutely have to get this." Elara melted in relief. Thank Go.. she thought, her shoulders slumping. "Wonderful choice, Mrs. Vane!" the saleswoman beamed, clasping her hands together. "Shall I have this one wrapped up for Miss Elara, then?" "Yes.." Rosaline ordered, pulling out a sleek, black titanium card. "Pack up the one she is currently wearing. Oh, and also pack up the other thirty-four dresses she tried on before this one."

Lina glides into my chamber as she always does, balancing the breakfast tray with practiced ease. The warm scent of honey bread and cinnamon tea fills the air. But today, there’s something else in her arms; a lush bouquet of white roses and a carefully wrapped velvet box. She sets the tray down and turns to me with a mischievous smile. “These just arrived, my princess. From Ron’s personal guard, no less.” I blink at the flowers, their petals catching the morning light, soft as whispered promises. My chest tightens. Slowly, I take the velvet box from her hands and open it. Inside lies a delicate diamond necklace, gleaming like captured starlight.

And people like him always underestimate girls like her. “Fine,” he mutters. “Just don’t touch anything.” She cheers, slipping past him before I can grab her, and I have no fucking choice but to follow. The aquarium is quiet, the only sound the low hum of the filtration systems, the gentle ripple of water shifting through glass tanks. Rosalina moves through it like she belongs there, pressing her hands to the exhibits, her breath fogging up the glass as she watches the fish dart and weave between coral. She giggles, spinning to face me, her eyes bright with something pure. Something unguarded. “Leonardo, look,” she whispers. “They’re so small.”

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

“Florence, take my card at least?” “I don’t need it,” I said quickly, already disentangling myself from his gaze. Rosa winked at him. “We’ll be back in time for dessert. Promise.” *** Turned out Rosa didn’t just shop—she stormed boutiques like she owned them. Within twenty minutes, we were trying on scarves in a sunlit atelier, sipping sparkling water that somehow tasted expensive. Rosa held up a sheer orange blouse against me. “This. You need this.” “Do I, though?”

As soon as she walked into the kitchen, Evelina froze, shocked to see that Rosalina was already there, looking fresh and relaxed. “Hey, Evelina,” Rosalina greeted her with a warm smile that left Evelina shocked. Rosalina did not look like a woman who had been afraid of sleeping alone the previous night. Not wanting to look intimidated by Rosalina’s presence, Evelina smiled. “Good morning, Rosalina... I see you look fresh today,” Evelina pointed out. To her surprise, Rosalina smiled again. However, her smile was not normal. She smiled like a villain who was secretly concocting a dangerous plan.

Angelica said, her eyes softening. I pulled her in for a hug, as quiet sniffles left my lips. “I wish you luck.” She pulled away slightly. “Thank you.” With that, she walked up straight to Elana. Elana eyed her in puzzlement as Angelica marched her way. Strides filled with purpose. And eyes filled with determination. And somehow, at the center of it all— Was Rosie Alphonse. Elana's brow furrowed slightly, she spoke fast into the phone then pulled it away from her ear.

Rosa heaved a sigh of relief. She was at home sleeping peacefully but suddenly Alia in her teenage age appeared to her. She was wearing a flora dress and holding meat in her hands. Rosa wanted to take it from her but the girl refused and want to eat it. There was some telling her to eat first but Alia was slow.

(Dahlia) “LUNA Dahlia, Luna Rosie is here to see you.” Before I could answer my assistant, Rosie walks in my room with a basket of fruits in her hand and immediately smiles upon seeing me sitting on the rocking chair while holding a children's book. That one night with Brent was all the omega in me needed to conceive.