Rosaline Glass Novels & Stories

The night breeze lifted his hair, softening his sharp features. He knelt in front of my tombstone, fingertips brushing its cold surface, eyes full of longing. "Wendy. Rose." He said my name so gently. I hadn't heard him speak like that in a long, long time. He leaned down and kissed the photo etched on my stone. "You've waited long enough, haven't you?" he murmured. "I'm coming to join you." A gentle smile curved his lips. Then, without hesitation, he drove the blade into his chest.

She looked at her dress only to see herself wearing a corset. ‘What the heck’ ivy exclaimed as she stared at the beautiful blue gown on her body. She struggled to stand up from the bed and at last she stood up. She noticed something different about her nails, she had her nail polished with gold but why are they suddenly silver. If this was a prank that Ivan and her friends are trying to pull on her, she was going to yank their hair until it falls out. She saw a mirror and quickly but carefully walked to it and looked at her reflection.

she says as she opens the door to the dress shop for me and Alice. As we walk into the store, we are greeted by a man, he doesn't seem to be very old, he has red hair and green eyes. "Alice, it has been quite a while, I was very surprised that you called me suddenly saying you were coming." he says hugging Alice, then his eyes avert towards me. "Now, now who is this pretty young lady here?" Alice pulls away from the man. "Pete, meet Rosaline. She's currently a guest at the castle, we're here to find her a dress for the Gala tonight, for my birthday."

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 white powder still floated near the surface of the reservoir, undissolved in places. I opened the valve and let a thin stream of water run into a glass. Then I turned and faced them. The Lycan Queen’s eyes widened. Rosalie’s hands tightened in her lap. “What are you doing here?” the Lycan Queen demanded, rising halfway from the cushions. I lifted the glass and took a slow sip. Both of them stood, staring at me with wide eyes. “Sweet,” I murmured, finishing the water. “You— How did you—”

Rosaline wore a white crop top over a blue ripped jeans, Frederick also wore the same color of clothes. They had been told to wear couple outfits today. Their task today was to play video games at a public gaming center, to draw attention to them. After that, they had to watch a movie together. They were set and ready to leave the room when Rosaline suddenly held her stomach and crouched down to the ground. She groaned in pain, and her eyes became misty.

She quickly rose from her seat holding the wine glass. Before Alpha Mikhail could insist, Maridelle hurried to serve herself another glass of wine. The bottle of wine will be within her reach after few steps. It is situated on top of the table where roses serve as decoration. The corner of her mouth sweetly curved upwards. She hastened her steps. Maridelle planned to take a rose. It is her scent on Alpha Lachlan's nostrils; it has sent thrills to the butterfly on her stomach.

‎ ‎ ‎ ‎i stared at the shattered piece of tequila glass she had scattered all over the fluffy rug, ‎ ‎ ‎Rosette moved back, suddenly fuming with blinding rage, ‎ ‎ ‎"She has a fiancé?" She boiled. ‎ ‎ ‎— ‎ ‎ ‎"Answer me Lucas Lorenzo or this next bottle goes straight,into your heart...," she seethed. ‎ ‎ ‎"....Tsk" I chuckled, ‎ ‎ ‎"Do it Rosette, —and I promise you on Maddie's life Rosette , that Not even the calvary monarchs will find your remains."

Rosaline Fragrance. The talks of a careless and drunk Elton were the perfect chance for her. Now she knew why the Duke, the cold Duke she knew from childhood was acting that way. Why he suddenly changed his personality, his character, that shameless witch dared to use something like that. However, that won't continue for long. She knew that the effect of that thing would be over quickly and this man here knew how to do it. "The potion," she said, "do you have it?" "Here," he threw a rose crystal bottle to her hands. It was a potion with the same effect as the Rosaline Fragrance, but a bit lighter. With a similar aroma, maybe that way the Duke will change his target and forget the silver-hair

“No wonder your man was stolen.” “Excuse me?” Rosaline gasped, and her voice caught the attention of other people. “Do you know who you are talking to? I am Rosaline Pierce of Pierce Fabrics! You-” “Excuse me.” I butted in because the woman was about to unleash her frustration on Rosaline. “I am done attending to you. Please step aside so I can attend to others.” “Sarah!” I barely looked at her. “This is not over. I will be back.” Rosaline stormed out, her heels clicking loudly against the floor.