Rosalina Sml Novels & Stories

I glance back at my phone one last time and mutter, “Time to prepare to see my wife.” “And,” I call out just before the maid leaves again, “Tell one of the girls to prepare a fruit basket. Add roses. Bright ones. I want it ready first thing in the morning.” #•# #Paulina’s POV# She’s still holding her phone as she tosses her diamond earring onto the counter. Her silk robe’s half-open and her nails are tapping at a steady rhythm against the recorder placed neatly beside her wine glass. She smiles into the camera. “Oh Joel,” she says sweetly. “You really think I’m that simple?”

This should give me the energy required to keep this conversation going even though that’s the last thing I want to do. “And you are…” I trail off. “I’m Rosaline,” she introduces herself. “Daughter of the owner of this place. My father is friends with yours.” “I see,” I smile, my eyes settling on the balcony. There. I want to go there. “If you’ll excuse me,” I step aside, gesturing to the balcony. “I need some fresh air.” “Oh okay. It was nice meeting you!” She yells behind me as I walk away from her.

Her eyes sparkled. "Oh... this is absolutely beautiful.." Rosaline breathed out, setting her crystal flute down. "This is 'the one'. We absolutely have to get this." Elara melted in relief. Thank Go.. she thought, her shoulders slumping. "Wonderful choice, Mrs. Vane!" the saleswoman beamed, clasping her hands together. "Shall I have this one wrapped up for Miss Elara, then?" "Yes.." Rosaline ordered, pulling out a sleek, black titanium card. "Pack up the one she is currently wearing. Oh, and also pack up the other thirty-four dresses she tried on before this one."

The note was addressed to me. Rosemary, About three decades ago, Andromeda discovered that Cephalus, our brother, had fallen in love with a wolf named Lillian. She belonged to the Crimson Rose pack and was destined to marry their Alpha. Andromeda used this to her advantage, as she needed a hybrid for her plans. To achieve her twisted goals, she killed Astraea, our youngest and Cephalus’s most beloved sister, and took her place using a powerful glamour spell. Cephalus trusted Astraea more than anyone, so he didn’t see through the deception. Andromeda manipulated Cephalus’s mind, twisting his thoughts and controlling his actions. Under her influence, he kidnapped Lillian. Your mother.

The smell of smoke never left her. Even after five years, Inés still woke up coughing some nights, the phantom scent of ash curling through her dreams like a ghost refusing to rest. “Name?” the guard at the Delgado estate gate asked, his voice flat but suspicious. Inés gripped the strap of her cheap bag tighter. “Inés Montoya. I’m here for the maid position.” The man’s eyes raked over her; young, pretty, average enough not to draw attention, which was the point. He muttered something into his walkie-talkie, then motioned for her to go inside.

Inside a room where almost everything was white一a white canopy, curtain, and sheet, Rosalina stood behind a four-folded white screen with cherry blossoms drawing a river when a knock came from the door. Stepping out, she hovered her hand and opened the door with her magical white light to reveal a smiling Alessa and a frowning Garry on the other side.

“Send her back, Marcus. I am not interested in her useless bantering.” “But Sir, she said it's something important.” Marcus said urgently after a while as Rosalina patiently waited. Aaron raised his eyebrows as He anticipated her new plan now. What did she want to talk to him about? He knew Killian will play something dirty through his whore and he is already into it. Now Aaron was interested in what game they were playing. He asked Marcus to send her in. Rosalina entered his office cabin wearing off shoulder black tight dress with high heels. Aaron gave her a blank look. She snorted and angrily stopped near his desk.

Rosalina smiled wider and giggled a little. “He said you’re all he needs.” Joni and Rebecca’s eyes widen as they look at each other. “That is so cute. Look at you getting big bad mafia man to whisper sweet nothings into your ear,” Joni threw her head back and laughed loud. Rebecca shook her head at bother friends when Rosalina joined her in her laughter. “Go. Get. Dressed.” Rosalina said as she tried to gasp for air. Rebecca headed up the stairs to get dressed. No matter how much she wanted to there was no point in fighting them on going shopping.

and hurries over to where I am standing before walking by. Rosalina whom she was just standing beside, gives a side glance to me and although no word is utter by her in the first few seconds I can already decipher that she doesn't like me— Anna very much. Rosalina is the Wilsons trusted cook, and the sixty-two-year-old woman wasn't just the Wilson's cook, she was also Eli's godmother. Eli asked Anna to get along with Rosalina since she also lived at the mansion and she promised to do her best. And a rule #20: "Try as much as possible to get along with Rosalina" was made for that sole reason.

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?