Rosaline Chow Novels & Stories

The girl leaned close, and the boy looked up at her, the corners of his eyes curving slightly. His gaze was full of her. He smiled and pointed to the flowerpot she had just placed nearby. Half teasing, he said, “Then Cecilia is a red rose. Delicate and thorny. Only I can afford to take care of you.” Cecilia turned and looked at the roses Lucas had placed in the room that morning. And tears streamed silently down her face.

As she is distracted, I run a short distance away to shift and then race back with the red Rose bouquet I hid earlier and wait for her to turn around. When she turns, she freezes in shock and I give her a wolfy grin back, the roses held gently in my jaws. ** “Lydia, I have a question for you.” “Okay.” “On a hot summer night, would you offer your throat, to the wolf, with the red roses?” ** Her pupils dilate with lust and her breathing increases, she understands the meaning behind those words. This is my pledge to her, my eternal promise, to be hers for life as she is mine.

Instead, her hands stayed on her face, caressing and nibbing. ‘How did she get to this? She remembered insulting the man in white at the burial ceremony of her best friend. His beauty hypnotized her at first. His prominent cheekbones and chiseled jaw had trapped her eyes in them. His silver glistening eyes devoured her own eyes, making it hard to look away.’

As a matter of fact, she was so lost in her own mind that she had no idea that someone was following her until he stepped out of the shadows and cleared his throat. “Is everything alright, Claudia? You’re normal more perceptive than this. I mean, I was able to follow you this whole time, yet you didn’t realize it,” Sean commented. “I did realize it,” Claudia lied, “but I chose not to react. Maybe you should try it sometimes.” “Sure,” mumbled Sean. “What was that?” “Nothing,” Sean said before he made a rose appear seemingly from thin air, “A beautiful rose for the even more beautiful Claudia.”

Rose went near to him to find out why he was crying by sitting there. When she came near to him she asked him: " Hey, why are you crying?" The hair of Rose was still on her face and covered her face. He gave no reply to Rose and continued eating his rice and burger. The smell of the Chinese rice and chicken burger was so amazing and yummy that Rose did not control herself as she had been hungry from many days, she wanted to eat food with him. But she controlled herself and asked him again the cause of weeping and this time Rose touched his shoulder with her hand so that he would notice and said:

Damon said wiping his palms on a paper towel and he took up a very neatly plated English-style breakfast and walked off towards the dining area. If she was stunned before, she was even ten times more stunned right now by how he just did her dirty. “Your mouth is open,” Damon said mockingly as he walked past her, his arm grazing her skin lightly as he walked by. It took a good two minutes for Rosa to recover from that, and she walked over to the stove to fix something for herself. Unlike him, Rosa wasn’t a good cook. Or maybe she’d have been one if she was keen enough to learn, but she wasn’t, and she was in someone else’s kitchen which only meant one thing…cooking was going to be difficult.

Chapter 9 Sean watched Rose deal with each shopkeep, owner and staff at all 6 of the 7 places on her little list. If he hadn’t already been bedazzled by her, he would have after today. Rose stood up to the short, elderly gentleman that owned the shop containing the food containers, cutlery and linens she had ordered. When he suggested that Sean should be the contact for the account instead of putting too much stress on a poor delicate flower such as her… Sean thought she’d box his ears for sure. He wasn’t disappointed! That “delicate flower” went up one side of him and down the other, ha! She had him asking whether he should sit or stand by the conclusion of the visit. He was so apologetic,

Roalaie was lost staring at her mate as he leave. “Shitty mate bond,” Tinsely chuckled, and Rosalie blushed inwardly. “I will pretend I didn't hear you,” She said, going close to the bed and she grabbed bread. “Hey!” Tinsely shouted as she try to take back her bread but Rosalie moved back quickly. “I thought you didn't want to eat.” “Sorry, I just realized that I am hungry,” Rosalie cried as she rubbed her belly while eating the bread. “Darn it! This is delicious,” She cried as she wanted more but Tinsely pushed her away before she could get some from the plate.

Thousands of questions were running inside her mind as she is for sure not at all convinced that he had brought her here as he missed his wife but to quench the thirst of his raging vengeance. "Why aren't you eating Rosa?" Rosaline got flinched by Jennifer's sudden voice. Everyone immediately shifted their gazes towards her. She smiled nervously and started eating her food. She looked back at Xavier and instantly choked on her food as she found him staring directly at her. Rosaline started coughing since his gaze was so intimate as if he was boring holes in her body. Jennifer immediately handed her a glass of water to which she gulped down in one breath. "I think luxury isn't her style"

She was dying of hunger as she hadn’t eaten anything since two days. “Rose” He called her softly to which she flinched but didn’t looked up at him. “You haven’t eaten anything since yesterday. I have ordered a soup for you. Drink it”, he spoke in a firm tone but she didn’t responded. Rosaline glanced at Xavier only to find him holding the spoon in his hand ready to feed her. She looked at him nervously but she was badly famished. Rosaline then turned to him and started taking off the bowl from his hands.