Rosalina Render Novels & Stories

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?

“Friends and families discount.” Ollie paid the florist and then put the box of lilies inside his backpack before he plucked a single red rose from one of the shelves to his left. “Here.” He placed the rose in my hand. “It matches your hair.” Then Ollie turned around and walked toward the door without waiting for me while I stood there with my cheeks turning the same shade of red as the rose in my hand.

Rosa tilted her back to Lina, who had been sleeping since half an hour ago. Rosa felt very sad. When everyone is lulled by dreams, she should feel the pain and difficulty sleeping. not because of insomnia but because of an unwilling mind to compromise. She immediately grabbed the cellphone that was on the table. Slowly She opened the security code and began surfing the virtual world. "Hi"

And worse, it was sentient enough to resist standard extraction. Arla-Rosa moved with speed born of instinct and training. Her hands blurred as she selected a series of fine silver needles, each marked with celestial runes in red and gold. With precision, she inserted them into six points: the temples, the inner ankles, the solar plexus, and just below the earlobe.

I hesitated and shook my head. “Twenty thousand.” My heart skipped a beat. “Thirty thousand.” Rosaline did not even bat an eye. I gulped. “Fifty thousand!” Rosaline looked offended as she straddled me. “Don’t act like you’re so innocent!” With a soft sigh, she sat on me.

Roseline stood in the middle of the movie set for The Luna's Lost Halo, draped in an elegant silk robe, her hair styled to perfection. She held her phone at arm’s length, broadcasting live to her millions of followers. “Oh, you all are the sweetest,” she cooed to the screen, flashing a dazzling smile. “Your support means the world to me. I can’t wait for you to see this project come to life,” she said happily. "We all have put so much effort into this movie and we hope that it will be pleasing to the audience," she continued with a chuckle as she flaunted her hair and makeup portraying her character.

Rosalina spoke in a broken voice Lia shook her head trying to stop her from saying such things but Rosalina's breathing started to get uneven with her increasing crying which started her panic attack. Lia ran to the drawer and took out the inhaler. She immediately went back to Rosalina and gave her the inhaler. Rosalina's breathing went back to normal as she calmed down with dizziness still visible in her eyes. She helped Rosalina up and tucked her into the bed. Rosalina was knocked out soon. After an hour, making sure Rosalina was asleep, she left the room quietly with a heavy heart. She closed the door lightly and came out only to be met by curious eyes.

She had a wicked glint in her eyes as she watched Rosaline. "That's enough Rosa," Clement told her. The Rosaline at that moment was no less than a monster who would stop at nothing to see those who hurt her bleed. She seemed to be enjoying every bit of what she was doing. She ignored Clement and focused on dealing with Amira, determined to wipe her smirk off her face. "Rose!" Clement boomed. This time Rosaline looked at him with a dangerous glimmer in her eyes. "Let her go," Clement coaxed her.

She nodded her head dropping her eyes. "The Kale Textiles." She whispered making him smile. "Yes. The owner has only one condition. He wants the designer to present her designs not anyone else." Rosaline said nothing only looked at her wet hands. "Rose, please. Please give the presentation. It's really important for us. And Mr. Stroke also wanted to come and request you personally as he knows you don't like speaking much. But please just for last time." "Rosaline." She looked up with her empty eyes.

Laughing. “That's her,” Talana whispered. “That's my mother.” Katerina’s voice was shaky. “You look just like her.” Talana lifted the first drive. “Plug it in.” Matteo inserted it into the portable laptop they brought. “Booting up now... Give it a second.” A screen opened with a symbol: a blood-red rose and a phrase beneath it: Operazione Rosalina – Authorization Level: Omega Nero Massimo frowned. “What the hell is Omega Nero?”