Rosaline Romeo Novels & Stories

“It’s probably for the best. You hate his type, right? I rolled my eyes. “Why didn’t you tell me who he is?” “There was no time. I tried stopping you but you kept rambling on.” “I hate you.” “I know. I know.” He wrapped his arm around my neck and peck me. “Now leave me alone to enjoy these last twenty minutes,” he said and shove me away. I obeyed him. I left him alone so I could focus on other things. Things that could inspire me for my next book. Like the striking man in my vision. I have a feeling I’ve seen him before. If only I could see his face.

Every detail seemed to confirm my suspicions about Damien, revealing him to be even more unscrupulous than I’d thought. I finally lifted my gaze from the files, locking eyes with Rosaline. She met my gaze with an expressionless stare. My mind raced. “Rosaline...” I murmured, her name barely audible, trying to memorize the name that had granted me such favor. “Why? Why help me to ruin the man you once loved?” was all I could muster.

Roseline, realising there was no way she would be winning the argument against Lily, sneered in anger, picked up her wine, and threw it on herself while screaming to get people's attention. "What the hell!!!" She screamed. "Why would you do something like that when I was only telling you to stay away from my fiance?" Lily's eyes widened, her amused smile freezing on her face. "You're unbelievable," she said, her voice laced with disdain. "You think a public censure will intimidate me?" Rosaline's face contorted in rage, wine dripping from her clothes. "You're ruining my life, Lily! You're stealing everything from me! I love him, and you know it, why do you have to steal him from me?"

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.

He lowered the window pane and looked at his lady love. She was murmuring Hanuman chalisa (a sacred hymn of Hanuman, a Hindu god believed to be immortal and gives protection to the ones who remembers him in the time of problem and misery) and moving slowly and was actually bribing god to help her out today and then she will take care of her car from next day.... Rudra chuckled and that was when Sakshi stopped with her murmuring and looked sideways.... She was stunned to see him in front of herself....

Of course I wanted his number then I replied, "What is your name?" I sat my phone down so I could dry off and get dressed. Then like clock work another ping from I*******m. He asked, "What is your name beautiful?" I began to blush then replied. "My name is Elisabeth Rose Freeman ,but everyone calls me Beth", I messaged back. He then replied, "Vladius Lee Sinclair, nice to meet you Beth". I then in return sent my number to him. I finished getting ready for the day. I was planning on cleaning up my dorm room.

The area that Piers bit was aching. “Hey! Hey! Are you alright?” The woman knelt down near Rose. Rose had no idea what came over her. She threw herself into the woman’s arms and kept crying. “No!” cried Rose. “May I ask what your name is?” “Rose!” “My name is Liliana! Who was he? Did you know him?” “I thought so! But I don’t know him anymore,” sobbed Rose, heartbroken. “Do you need any help?” asked Liliana.

Alina shifted in her chair, and his gaze was immediately glued to the movement, watching as Alina brushed her fingers over her jean pocket, where the rose resided underneath. The man in shadows smiled, "Looking at this rose, isn't it like looking into the heart of someone who has lost their purpose; a broken and desolate being?" He recited and watched as Alina subconsciously gripped the area over her pocket. Her long and delicate fingers, so much larger than he recalled, hovering protectively. She would start remembering, soon enough.

I barely realized this sometimes. “I mean yes! But the dying because of their love for each other annoys me. And the fact that you're Romeo reminds me of the movie. My name is Rose by the way” I smoothly said. But felt kinda guilty lying to this guy who had only been nice to me so far. Romeo nodded and pointed to a photo of a woman smiling. “Cool” I comment, even though I didn't see anything extraordinary about the photo. “What do you see?” He asked and i immediately answered.

Rashmi said with a wink and that made her more angry " yeah what to do MY HUSBAND is so much handsome that he attracts attention more than he should. He is like the rose in the garden. Everyone can admire him but only one can have him and that is me. So you see I have to stick around with my husband to save him from hungry bitches like you." She wanted to say this on her face but did not as she Is Shayari's best friend she does not want to insult Rashmi and hurt Shayari indirectly.