Rosalina Plush Novels & Stories

“Greetings, Luna Séraphine”. Rita said, with an obvious urgency in her voice. ‘How dare a mere Omega head servant treat me like trash before?’. I thought, and was certain that I was not going to let her off the hook. I would rather die again and go through the pain of death and hell, rather than for me to let her go freely. “Don't just stand there… quick. Do as our Luna Séraphine has said and call the pack's doctor immediately!”. Rita said, then she hurried to the sofa and held onto the asleep Kelly.

I didn't respond. "Perfect family, Perfect job. Perfect ways to get away with anything" I look her dead in her eyes and she glanced at me once before looking down and giving me beads and flowers to start the crowns.

“Please, stop!” I choke, my voice raw, knees sinking into the cold stone. My palms scrape against gravel and shattered glass, the remnants of a night I don’t want to remember. But Rosalina only scoffs in my face, lips curved into a venomous smile. Her long blond hair tumbles forward, a golden curtain veiling her face from the pack gathered behind her, but I know what lies beneath it—a monster draped in silk. She leans down slowly, as if to embrace me, to show them all what a saint she is, their pure Luna, merciful to the end. But her lips brush my ear and the illusion shatters like glass.

She decides to pretend to be occupied with her phone. Nothing like a hundred watchful gazes to make one uncomfortable in their own skin. Rosalie had a lighter complexion, compared to her father who had a stunning gingerbread complexion. She has neat brows arched above her round eyes. A freckle dotted above her left cheekbone, a straight nose, plump dark lips, a small chin and jaw. She wears her school uniform and a pair of white sneakers. Rosalie's shiny dark hair was fastened into a ponytail. Cole adored the white bow with a rhinestone sparkling; in its center, and pinned neatly to the base of her ponytail. Rosalie was like a princess…

Rose smiles as she wraps her arms around my neck. "Did he?" I ask and she nods. Dammit Luca. "I promise we will but Stefano has to finish his work," I tell her, "and he needs us to be quiet." Rose pouts and her bottom lip puckers. She gives me puppy dog eyes and I sigh. This little girl knows just how to get her way. I pull out my phone and go to the App Store to find a game she can play. "Pincess!" She squeals as I scroll through the games on my screen. I go back to the princess one and she clicks the install button before I can even say anything. I type in my password and wait for it to download so she can play.

Rosie nodded, then glanced at Noelle's hands. "Where's my lion plushie?" It seemed she had been crying earlier. Her eyes were red, and her voice was hoarse. Noelle hesitated, then bit her lip. "I'm sorry, sweetheart, but I couldn't find the plushie. How about I buy you a new one?" "Will the new one be the same as the old one?" Rosie's question caught Noelle off guard. Without waiting for an answer, Rosie seemed to already know. She lowered her eyes and said, "But I want the original one."

She looked out into the infinite space, filled her chest with the fragrance of roses, and did not forget to say to her shadow under the water: "I am not bad either!" There seemed to be laughter echoing from the mountains. “Our Palomas Blancas is of course beautiful, otherwise, how could the king of youkai be foolish enough to be seduced by you?” “Rosa Roja? Are you going out?” She was wearing a thin, light purple, see-through garment, yet Rosa Roja didn't even wear it properly, making others look fascinated. The heavy makeup made her pretty face more attractive, even the coldness in her eyes was somewhat hidden.

A joke to myself. “All done.” I smiled at her, and handed her a cloth to wrap around her till Theodore was back. Go to Jamira’s room, and wait. Theodore will be back soon with clothes.” She nodded okay, and walked to the room. I notice she doesn’t really fight back much. I would have to give her some time to know she can say no, and ask for stuff. That she doesn’t have to do something she doesn’t want to. I went down the stairs and brought Rosalita up next. I was not going to be surprised this time. Unlike her sister, she got undressed easily, and got in the tub with no encouragement. She was definitely brave. She did not even hide her body. She looked no better than her sister. If anything…

“I was ordered to cause friction between the both of you; this man does not just want to kill you, your majesty. He wants to destroy this pack and bring it to its knees.” “Well, he is going to wait a hell of a long time before that happens,” Rosalines stated with finality before taking a seat on my thigh. My chest swelled with pride, and I could not stop the smile from lifting my lips. That’s my girl. It was faint, but I noticed the smile on the maid’s lips; she was proud as well. She said nothing with her head down as she awaited her final orders.

Then a blonde woman in a floral mini dress ran cheerfully towards Blaze. "Hey ... I have heard of you finally come!" She said cheerfully greeting Blaze. “Yeah. Nice to meet you… how are you? Rosaline? " Replied Blaze. “Good. Superb. Amazing… even if it's a little bored without you. ” She answered. I just looked away. Because the women here feel bored without Blaze here. I became suspicious… was he the main entertainment of those girls?