Rosalind Winx Novels & Stories

Losing track of time, Lu Xinya continued dealing with her orders. "So you are the Lu Xinya?" Lu Xinya looked up, displeased at being distracted. "You are?" She was never going to admit that she recognized the girl in front of her. "What a country bumpkin. I am Rose Wilde. Mu Feng's only female friend and childhood friend." Rose said, shirt of puffing her chest up. "Oh, Miss Wilde, I suppose you are looking for Mu Feng. I don't know where he is" Lu Xinya said, not willing to talk to her.

"Our third roommate right?" Anya nods her head then the girl was having blonde hairs with light brown eyes a cute face like a Disney princess character, she cheerfully forwards her hand "Hi, I'm Rosalinda Smith, you can call me Rose. I'll be doing bachelor's in literature" When Anya heard her name she couldn't help but mumble. "Gentle horse, name like personality." "Huh..." Rose asked with her misheard expression making Anya shakes her head in negative then she continues

November 12th The next morning was a good one. We awoke to the beautiful smell of pancakes- homemade by Rosa. Xander came down to the kitchen with Bella smiling by his side and they sat at the table being all cute and pouring maple syrup on each other’s pancakes. Mateo lifted his lip in disgust when Bella reached up to wipe a crumb off his lip but pulled him down for a kiss. “I’ve really gotta move out,” he grumbled, “If I see one more of my siblings getting off, I’m going to vomit.”

Beauty of a Snowflake Rosie spent the following few days after Thanksgiving packing. Her and Tamara were heading on a road trip a few hours away, back home to see their family for the Christmas holidays. After New Years, when they had gotten back to the campus, it wasn't long before Rosie ran into Anthony. She stopped at the library to pick up a book. On her walk back home, she had run right into someone's chest. "Woah," Anthony held onto her shoulders, stabilizing her. "Apologies." He bent down to pick up her book that had fallen. He glanced down at the cover. "Harry Potter, huh?"

The waterfall roared louder than usual, but a rancid smell overpowered the usual scent of roses. Rogues were waiting for her, not Xavier. One of them was the unkempt man from the market. Rose readied herself, then she felt him. Xavier, running flat out, drawn by the bond. He burst into the clearing, eyes blazing. “Rose, run!” “No, we fight together.” Then the wild roses moved like a living thing. They had always grown thick here, but tonight they came alive. Vines wrapped her ankles, thorns gentle against her skin, petals brushing her face.

Marcus rolled his eyes at the twisted fondness in Cedric’s tone. Cedric leaned back, smiling darkly. “And you asked what I’m still doing at the academy?” Another laugh escaped his lips. “There’s someone else now. Another girl. Rosalie Sinclair. Small, innocent. She reminds me of Hana. But this one–she’s even more tempting. So much prettier.” Marcus scoffed in disgust. “You’ve got no morals, Cedric. You’re thirty-eight, for fuck’s sake. Have you lost it completely?”

I blinked at her, seeing her adorable expression of a knowing smirk. She knew I didn't hear anything she just said. She giggled, pressing back into me slightly, my hand moving on instinct to wrap her small waist and pull her against me. "This is Winnie," she gestured to the brunette who waved at me with a smile. I rose the folder in a wave back, giving her a tight smile. "Hi," Rose nuzzled me slightly, her hand going to her necklace and playing with it absently, I don't even know she if realised she did either when she stood near her mates. "Winnie is a Fey."

He trembled so violently, you could hear his teeth chattering. Red-eyed, he looked from person to person, and finally, back at my body. "No," he murmured. "No… it can't be. That can't be Wendy." He collapsed to his knees, the weight of it all knocking the air from his chest. Adeline Murphy stared down at him, expression cold, yet her eyes full of pain. "No," she said. "She's not Wendy. She's Rose." Mickey froze. The name hit like thunder splitting the sky.

Cindy said, then continued on. "That gorgeous Mulan lookalike, is Lexi." Cindy turned Cara's attention to a young woman of Asian descent, with bone straight dark brown hair that could almost past as black, and round face. "She's a sub and very flexible, so a lot of our clients that are into freaky contortions love getting alone time with her." Cindy explained. Cara nodded but said nothing. "Our three Sexy plus size girls, Mona, Tyra and Savannah," Cindy pointed to three women with heavy curves and voluptuous figures, from left two right, respectively.

I smiled as I looked at my mate but quickly brushed that thought away and focused my attention on Rosa. “Rosa, have you found your mate yet?” I purposely asked Rosa, who had joined us at the dining table, but I was secretly observing Jaxon’s reactions from the corner of my eyes. He seemed indifferent, but I didn't miss the way he clenched his fists a little nervously. Rosa was a hybrid between a werewolf and a witch. She should have a wolf and be able to smell the special scent of her mate if she met them. She smiled as she sipped her coffee and said, “In order to learn magic, I had temporarily closed off my ability to sense the matebond, and now, to the general public, I am a wolfless witch