Rosalina Render Novels & Stories

Everyone else then shifts, the sound of their bones shifting fills the air. "Let's go" I commanded them, everyone growled in unison. Arlo standing up and taking off running. Everyone is following us. **** Rosaline's POV: Everything is bright. Am I dead? I look around, I'm sitting on the ground. "My dear child, no, you're not dead. I brought you here into my realm." says an unknown voice. "What? Who are you? Realm?" I say looking around seeing a shadow coming out of the light. A beautiful woman with silverish hair like mine with a crown with Crescent Moons on it, appears in front of me.

Suddenly, the smoke shifts, and I see the glass greenhouse at the edge of the cliff. But it isn't beautiful anymore. The thousands of white roses on the floor are dead, turned into black ash. The thousands of candles have melted into pools of liquid wax that look like tears. And standing right in the center of the ruins, under the broken crystal chandelier, is Rosalina.

As they sped off, I saw Rosalina Russo shoot me an angry look through the window. Weirdly enough, her anger sent my blood in a hot rush and settled straight in my groin. What is that girl doing to me? I couldn't resist the temptation of Rosalina Russo's alluring charm. Be it her hot anger, or her wanton smile. Being a daredevil, I saw her as a challenge I simply had to conquer. Someday, bella I will make you mine. ***

The forest was alive with the soft hum of crickets and the distant rustle of leaves, the moon casting everything in silver. Rosemary took a deep breath, her shoulders squaring as though she was bracing herself for something. She stepped forward, her bare feet sinking into the cool earth, and raised a hand. I watched her closely, the air around us shifting subtly, a faint hum of energy building. “Rose, what are you doing?” I asked cautiously. “Trust me,” she said, her voice calm.

said Roxanne as she placed a strawberry sheet mask on her face " If you called Alice , she might dress you up in an oversize tee with a shorts and call you the most beautiful woman - and believe me that will be truly unacceptable at your reception as the Luna for the first time " Rosalie hummed in agreement as Roxanne stood behind her appyling hair mask on her silver locks .Now , that she looked carefully , Roxanne was indeed quite beautiful , infact she was so beautiful that Rosalie felt that she was quite inferior to Roxanne in comparison . Not only her face value was incredible even her figure was quite enticing , if Rosalie was into woman maybe she might end up liking Roxanne too .

, he had no more debts to repay. If there were ever a life beyond this one, he hoped, that he would never cross paths with these people. He stayed like that for a while, his vitality slowly getting drained away and soon, he'd be left lifeless. [Host has successfully activated the: WITHERED ROSE, system.] [Host's vitality is decreasing at an alarming rate. Initiating immediate resuscitation!!] What was that?. Who's there?! Alan paused, listening to the automated feminine voice as it spoke through his consciousness. He was certain that he was at the depths of the sea at this point,it was currently impossible for someone else to be around him. He relaxed - Probably he was just hearing things.

The irony hit hard. As we drove further in, we stopped in front of the second villa. I stepped out and gaped—it was the most beautiful one of all. Painted soft white and pastel pink, with tall glass windows gleaming under the afternoon sun. Inside, the living room took my breath away. Gold and blush accents framed the walls, and the air smelled faintly of vanilla—my favorite scent. What a coincidence, I thought. A woman, probably In her early fifties, appeared from what looked like the kitchen. She smiled gently and spoke quietly with the assistant. I barely listened, too overwhelmed to focus on their conversation.

Smith's accounts, there haven't been any transactions at all…" John tapped his fingers on the desk, irritable and growled coldly, "She's the one who planted the black roses, didn't she? Always playing such nonsensical tricks just to get me to go looking for her… Just to make me cave to her whims! "Go! Bring some men with you and search every inch of this villa. If she's really in this villa, make her kneel before Lara and apologize! "Also, dig those black roses out, root and all. The very sight of them irritates me!"

] [Lydia wears a poker face all the time. [Is this the 3.0 version of her face? Is it finally stable? Don't be surprised if she changes it again after two years!] The fans from both sides were arguing fiercely, and Allen's fans jumped in, too. [Lydia is amazing. Rosie should just leave the entertainment industry!] [How many syringes of hyaluronic acid did she get last night? Her face is as dark as it can get now. No amount of whitening serum will help!]

Alexander: You're a beautiful flower that I'm starting to really like. I squealed silently...if that's even possible...in excitement, a goofy grin overtaking my features. This was definitely a scene straight out of one of my romance novels. Rosette: So in this category, what do I call you? Best to play it safe for now. Alexander: Choose Rosette: What if I don't want to? Alexander: You have to, so please do. Rosette: Fine Rosette: Alexander No reply, I waited for what seemed like minutes but was actually just seconds.