Novel & Cerita Rosaline Romeo

Sean said before he made a rose appear seemingly from thin air, “A beautiful rose for the even more beautiful Claudia.” At those words Claudia’s expression darkened and she stood up causing her black gown to swirl around her matching the stormy look in her eyes. “What’s wrong? Did I say something wrong?” he said while wondering why Claudia wasn’t teasing him about being corny like she normally would. At that Claudia looked at him and took the rose from his hand but said as she pricked her finger with a thorn, “Yes, a rose is beautiful, but it is dangerous due to its thorns. Like the rose, I may be beautiful, but I am a predator of the night. A monster wrapped in a pretty skin.” As she finish

he paused, meeting my eyes relaying a message, "and don't think to follow me, because it's no place for bad girls with good sides." ~~End~~ When I woke up, Romeo was gone.

It’s him! “What have you brought here? Explain yourselves or die.” “Sir, we present you the Red Rose. The huntress you have wanted dead for many years. She came here today, in the guise of a prisoner, with the intention to kill you. We convinced her that we would work for her, knowing that it would allow us to bring her to you, unaware of the danger she would be in. She is at your mercy, to do with as you wish Sir. She also has another identity; this woman is the new Luna of the Blue Flame pack.”

The woman named Megan smiled, she looked at Ozgur, then she turned to look at me. "Megan Laurent is here," Jennifer said, quietly. "Bitch is coming to the party." "Hello, you must be Juliet. I am Rosaline." Megan said with a mysterious smile. Rosaline is Romeo's first love, before Romeo met Juliet. Instantly I saw Ozgur who was still staring at Megan. "Why did you come here?" asked Ozgur, there was disdain in his speech. "I am invented this party, I asked Greg because I knew that you were here," replied Megan. "We still have unsolved problems."

The ache that was festering in my gut had now turned into a torrent, pushing all rational thoughts away from my once brilliant mind. I cannot give in to temptations. And yet, I am weak. I decided to engage Reynold and Rosaline in conversation, the only two people in this room that I do not associate with Romeo. At least, not yet. I learned that Rosaline is currently attending one of the universities in the capital, taking an undergraduate degree majoring in political science. She's a few years younger than Romeo, perhaps Roman's age and the three of them were very close growing up.

She had to do something… to wake him up… to stop him… but her body… her mind… Weakly, Roselle hugged his head closely to her bosom. She did not know why she did that when it was more logical to try and push him away, but she could not think straight anymore. And then, her lips weakly whispered as her dazed mind was floating off. "Romeo… I love you." The moment those words left Roselle's lips, something seemed to hit Romeo like a wrecking ball and he was forced to be awakened from the addictive haze of pleasure he was indulging himself in.

Laying on Romeo's bed in a pant and bra, smiling mischievously, is Olivia. Initially, Romeo thought he was dreaming. It can't be real. No one dares to come to his room except Pluto and of course, Maria. Grandma doesn't even attempt to come. It's not as if she's not allowed but it doesn't interest her to.

she replied. "Nothing much... Means something happened," I said. "Well... I'll be fucking someone today," she replied making me choke on my spit. "You'll be doing what?" I asked like I had not just heard what she said. "You heard me right," she replied. "But.... What about your mate?" I questioned. "Look... Rosie. I'm an Omega. I accept my fate that my mate may probably never accept me when he realizes who I am," she responded. " So ... It's best I enjoy my life before I get old."

Meanwhile, Romeo takes Rose out into the front yard, enjoying a cloudy afternoon with a jug of lemon water. "How are you, Rose?" Romeo looked at his eldest daughter. "I'm fine, Dad." "You don't look like that, my daughter. Tell me what's troubling you." Romeo looked at his daughter, struggling so hard to provide for their needs. "Dad..." Rose sighed, not knowing where to start. "Is there a problem with your husband?" Rose looked down without answering her father's question. The girl looked at the flowers blooming beautifully in the garden. Thanks to Robert's monthly money, Rose rents a comfortable house for Romeo and Dulce.

And Elena burst into laughter. "You know that's not true." Elena said with a smile. "I know." Irene replied. Then they finally arrived at the Rosses residence.