Rosalina Plush Novels & Stories

Desiree spoke looking at Drezic. “I’m right here.” Tasrin spoke racing in. He had a small box in his hand to which he gave Rosalie. Roland used one of his hands to hold it in her lap as she slowly opened it to see a crown of flowers. It was beautiful. Rosalie smiled happily as she looked over at Tasrin. “I felt a queen deserved a crown.” “Can you put it on?” Rosalie asked happily. Tasrin nodded happily as he reached down carefully and pulled it out of the box. Drezic came around behind him and gently lifted him so he was above his aunt and had easier access to put it on.

Overall a perfect combination making Rosalina feel weird sensations. Jeremy noticed Rosalina standing but the kitchen entrance lips parted looking at him. She was wearing a mustard-colored crop top with black shorts giving an insight into her honey thighs. Rosalina's skin complexion was fair but not very fair, her body was lightly tanned while her face was fair. Jeremy smirked at the sight.

Layla pulled my hand, trying to get me to stay with her. "Honey? What's going on? Are you not happy to see me? Who is she?" She questioned. I turned and looked at her. After seeing my mate, Layla is nothing compaired to her. Alexandria had long, brown hair with beautiful hazel eyes. Layla had short blonde hair and brown eyes. Her face was always caked in makeup. "She's-" I started, but Layla interuppted me.

'' She replies, lightly running her hand at Elis's back. A couple of hours later, I am left staring at the glass window near the back—only watching flowers blossoming beautifully. My lips curve up into a small smile, realising that there's a lot of roses here other than different flowers. To my surprise, I find Fiore standing a few feet from me as she watches the roses, ''They are Elia's favourite.'' She says, breaking the silence. ''Especially orange coloured roses,'' She adds. Roses. Is it a coincident?

Rafael's face twisted in rage as he yelled, "What do you want, Rosalina?" The sound of his voice echoed off the warehouse walls, making Rosalina's smile seem even more sinister. Rosalina's smile never wavered, her eyes gleaming with a malevolent intensity. "Oh, Rafael," she purred, her voice dripping with malice. "I want what's rightfully mine. I want the power, the control, the respect. And I'll stop at nothing to get it."

idos a mi hogar.” Rosette greeted with a smile. (“Please, come sit and speak with me a while.”) she gestured towards the chair next to her. “Gracious, su Majestad.” Rosalina whispered and sat in the chair. “How old are you, Lady Rosalina?” The queen asked. “I am twelve years, ma'am.” Rosalina answered into her lap. Rosette saw how scared and nervous the child was and felt sorry for her. “I know that a royal palace is scary, and the prospect of court life can be very frightening. To tell you the truth court life still frightens me sometimes.” she said, Rosalina smiled into her lap. “Just remember that you have nothing to be afraid of here. Here you are safe and welcome.” Rosette patted the gi

She also mentioned that being on Rosetta’s side is luck. “Stop it, flora. You don’t have to go that far,” said Rosetta, before Flora runs out of breath due to the praise. “No, even me women fall for your charms. The other boys will!“ shouted Flora. Her eyes sparkled with enthusiasm at her Lady. “Lady Rosetta is so pretty!” Well, what Flora says is far from wrong. A dark-red dress is studded with beads consisting of pearls and white gems. The breast and sides are golden-colored, which are also covered with pearl powder. It glistens in twos.

This spring season holds a special place in her heart, and with each step, she is treading with the utmost care to avoid crushing the fragile blooms beneath her feet. Her moment is enjoyable because, until now, her fear hasn’t arrived to bother her, so each second of this moment is very enjoyable to her. A gentle breeze coming from the other side is playing with her hair, slightly covering her beautiful, cute face. The scent of fresh buds waffle making her bound to inhale a deep breath to emphatic her nostrils. The rays of the sun are mild enough that the morning breeze gets the chance to be stronger to give a little chill; however, it’s her favorite environment. The weather is mild, neither

I huff quietly and do my best to ignore his leering eyes as he pushes the dazed woman away from him and licks the remaining blood from his lips. “Rosalyn is it? Don’t be shy and come stand beside your master,” Matthias says to me as he places his glass on a brown coaster on the coffee table. The way he calls Paul my master makes my skin prickle. Paul fists his hands but looks to me and nods for me to come stand beside him. My legs feel shaky as I step closer, keeping my head to the floor and hoping we won’t be here long. “Lift your head and look at me, Rosalyn. It’s rude not to look at someone when they speak to you,” Matthias demands calmly and I don’t like where this is going.

“Isn’t that--” “Yeah. We’re not sure.” he was quick to respond to Oswald who noticed too. “Jin, get a better look closer. She hasn’t seen your face yet.” “Why me?” Jin complained before frowning, putting his hands in his hoodie pockets before casually walking around until he was close enough that he could see Rojean’s face clearly and check out Lucas’ appearance before going back to Theo and Oswald. Lucas and Rojean were getting chocolates and Theo couldn’t help but think for a moment how Sei liked her chocolates as well. It was Sei, he thought but he still wasn’t so sure. He had no direction here to follow.