Rosaline Chow Novels & Stories

Rosalina asked emphasizing each word "Cause he wants to sort things out with you Rosalina ..." Mae answered "Sort what out?" Rosalina asked giving an amused expression. "He still loves you Rosalina " Tristan answered "Love? Me?" Rosalina asked sarcastically and then laughed "You call this love?" Rosalina said pulling her t-shirt showing the scars on her neck and hands "Tell me you call this love!? Then tell, who the fucking hell treats the one they love this way?!" She said loudly

“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.

Frowning, he went to pull the door shut and it hit something, a thud sounding towards the bottom of the door. Chris lowered his gaze to the floor, and blinked in surprise, stuck between the door and the wall, was a little red rose in a tiny but elegant glass shaped like a crescent moon, the inside hardened with…resin? He picked it up, and saw the tiny thorns surrounding the rose inside. Blinking, he curled his fingers around the item and jogged lightly down the stairs, two at a time. __________________

Rosalind chuckled while I rolled my eyes with a smile on my face. Chris let out the sigh he held onto while asking the question and pulled her towards him, placing a kiss on her lips unexpectedly. They pulled away, and he whispered. “I’m happy you are.” She smiled back. “You gave me enough reasons to stay. I’ll be a fool not to.” Rosalind walked towards me and wrapped her hands around my torso, my bare chest distracting her but she pretended not to notice. “We need to feed you and bathe you.” She whispered.

“Maria is Rolando’s wife. She is an amazing cook! She used to send Monica and I lunch on Mondays and Fridays. Her tamales and enchiladas are to die for.” “Seriously, why do all the adults in my life kiss so much?” Maddie exclaims with a yuck face as I pull away from Rose’s lips again. “Because all the adults in your life are in love and don’t care that you don’t like us kissing.” I reply as I kiss Rose again. She just melts into me. When she pulls back, I realize I don’t see the mark Zeus left on her neck. “Did someone apply makeup to cover my mark?” I ask in a whisper.

My heart was beating so fast I was sure they could hear it over the low thrum of music. "Gentlemen," Lorenzo began, his voice carrying that smooth authority that made people listen whether they wanted to or not. "I'd like you to meet Ellie Knight." He paused, and I felt his eyes on me even though I was staring at my hands folded in my lap. "She's officially a Black Rose now, under our protection." The words settled over the table like a heavy blanket. I didn't know what being a Black Rose meant, but from the way the three strangers straightened in their seats, it was clearly something significant. Something that changed how they looked at me.

“Oh, Rosaline came to-” She interrupted her husband, her eyes tender towards my sister. “Rosa, why did you come early? You should have relaxed and arrived with your father later.” “Mrs. Storm,” Rosaline smiled like she wasn’t just plotting how to fuck the woman’s husband, “I had a feeling you would need some help. I wanted to surprise you, so I asked Mr. Storm to show me to the pantry so I can get some cooking things to make cake.” Who says ‘make cake’? Ughh.

"Okay, okay, that's all I needed to know, you can go on with your story now and I won't interrupt you anymore," "Back to what I was staying, the chef tasted the meal I prepared and was absolutely speechless for a few minutes and the servants there with us at that time thought that he had a minor heart attack because the man was immovable and only kept blinking his eyes every now and then and when they tried to take the plate from him, he nearly punched someone," Rosaline laughed as she remembered that time

Rosaline had died, but that sl*t merely got sentenced to three years in prison! She simply lost a kidney, did she not? His Rosaline had lost her life!

The air seemed to freeze. Uncle Wesley suddenly lowered his head, his gaze locking onto the gemstone necklace. He'd personally sketched the design and had it custom-made as a gift for Mom's 20th birthday. He slowly lifted his head. This time, he really looked at me. His eyes moved from the loose strands of hair on my face, down to my lips, pressed tightly from the pain. Finally, he looked straight into my eyes. His voice carried an obvious tremor when he spoke. "…Rosaline?"