Rosalina Render Novels & Stories

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?”

I was kneeling in the center of it, barefoot, damp, exhausted, dressed in one of Mirabella’s old faded house gowns with bleach stains across the hem, looking less like family and more like the servant Rosalina constantly reminded me I was. “Oh, calm down, honey.” Rosalina’s voice flowed like silk dipped in poison. “No one is marrying you off to a dead man. I would never do such a horrible thing to my daughter.” A small laugh followed. Soft. Controlled. Cruel. My scrubbing slowed. I lifted my eyes just enough to see Rosalina seated elegantly on the velvet couch, one leg crossed over the other, a glass of red wine balanced between her fingers. Her lips curled.

But instead of heeding my warning, she surprised us all with an unexpected display of strength. With a trembling voice, Rosaline rose from her seat, her eyes filled with fierce determination. "No," she exclaimed, her voice quivering with defiance. "I won't allow you or anyone else to dictate my actions or threaten my life. I am not a puppet to be controlled. I will fight for my freedom, even if it means facing death itself."

Alejandro left, but not before pinning Inés with a promise of future reckoning. Silence settled. Alonso rubbed a hand over his face. “He’s wound tight tonight.” “Tonight?” she asked. He gave a humorless laugh. “Fine. Always. Did he scare you?” Inés released a breath. “Should he have?” “Probably.” Alonso leaned against the desk, casual façade already creeping back. “What did you really see?” Lie. Tell half-truth. Or trust a devil? She chose the middle path. “Numbers. Dates. Nothing I understood.”

“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.

CLARISSA Standing before the mirror, a surge of excitement rushed through me, as I adjusted my black gown and put the finishing touches on my makeup. The anticipation was palpable, knowing that tonight would be the night everything would change. Tonight, I would put an end to Riccardo’s reign of terror. And little did everyone know I had brought along the means to accomplish that. The moment I was ready to step out of my room, the door creaked open, and Hannah appeared. Her eyes widened in shock as she saw the small, gleaming object I held in my hand, and she froze for a moment. It was a revolver.

Ivory frowned, she took in a deep breath and entered. Present time. After encasing the strange red haired girl who attacked her, ivory fully concentrated on Alfred, he looked worse than when she entered. ‘Ivory listen to me, now he has seen you, so you need to kiss him so that he would calm down’ Anita said. ‘Kiss him, are you crazy’ ivory shouted internally. ‘This is why I said you shouldn’t come here, he has seen you, his pain will be ten times worse if you don’t kiss him’ Anita explained.

I try to take care of her at work and outside work, her husband does everything he can to keep her out of trouble. Norah pouts, and I pull her out of the kitchen until we're in a safe, quiet zone. She shows me a small vile wrapped in a silky napkin, watching with wide eyes to see my reaction. "What the hell is that?" I have to ask. She grins. "It's another poison to add to my collection. I finally got the belladonna extract," she explains. "Are you crazy?" I whisper-shout, looking around. "This is a restaurant! You have to stop bringing them here!"

She smiled at him. She was beautiful, dressed in the best designer dress and adorned with the most expensive jewelry, but even with all that, she still could not surpass Evelina's beauty. In the past, Adrian would have found himself unable to peel his eyes away from her, but now, when he looked at Rosalina, she looked very basic to him, with far too much makeup. Not wanting to make the moment awkward between them any longer, Adrian quickly cleared his throat before opening his mouth. "Evening, Rosalina," he greeted her plainly.