Rosalyn Vogart Novels & Stories

Breathing out heavely Rosalyn climbed up the small trailer steps and into the little kitchen/dining room area where she found the homeowners daughter sitting. "Hi Lyn," she said innocently. Everyone called her Lyn. Rosalyn was too formal and Rosie reminded her of her childhood she refused to remember. Some, but very few, called her Rosa. For you to call her by that name meant you were important to Lyn. It meant she had let down her guard and allowed you to get to know the mysterious Rosalyn Vargas and her many personalities she had. Lyn was complicated too understand and read, but that's because she suffered from a borderline personality disorder. No one really knew that except the few who c

She had spent the past few days organizing all of the evidence she had, and she was confident that she could clear her name. Rosalyn is standing in front of the mirror; she did not even notice when Caleb came up to her. Rosalyn is dressed in a black suit and her hair is tied back in a bun. She has put on formal makeup making sure there is not too much of it. Despite putting on makeup, she still looks pale. her body has not been given the much-needed rest it wants. A stern expression is plastered on her face. A text came on her phone making her smile.

she huffed, then pulled out a card from the leather ledger she was carrying and held it out to Paige. The elevator came to a stop, and just as the doors were opening, a sly look came over Rosalyn’s face, and she stepped closer to Paige and brushed her lips against Paige’s ear. “These male wolves can be so possessive and controlling. Call me if you ever want a night of freedom with a woman.” Then she walked out as if nothing had happened. Thomas rolled his eyes. “Don’t pay any attention to her. And don’t let anyone touch you.” Paige looked at him with the question of ‘why’ perched on her lips, but Thomas gave a small negative shake with his head, warning her not to ask here.

He thought long and hard before sending a message over to the Draepolis Supreme Commander Headquarters. Rosalie sped all the way to the pharmaceutical factory and reached it in less than half an hour. At that moment, Whitney was already surrounded. Waldo was grinning maliciously and pointing at her while cursing loudly. Rosalie didn't have time to think. She pushed the gate open quickly and hurried over to the crowd. "Move! Move!" As Rosalie shouted, the crowd cleared a path for her, and she hurried into the center. She eyed Waldo and said, "Hello, I'm Rosalie Griffin, the CEO of Arctic Snow Group!"

In my defense, the picture was fan-fucking-tastic. The way her breasts stretched the fabric of her white blouse... Fuck, it was incredibly sexy. Her red hair, blue eyes, smooth skin—every damn little mole and detail on her face is stunningly beautiful. Gina is a gorgeous creature. Long legs and plump lips. But the thing that was my undoing was thinking about her saying my name over and over. Damn. I so badly need to fuck that woman. "Mr. Maxwell?" I look up from my chair, frowning once I see it's my new assistant, Rosalita. She is a huge football fan, and her current mission seems to be trying to get me back on the field.

That’s all that’s in his head. “Oh, sorry, please come in.” Mrs Smith called in a beautiful and gorgeous red-haired girl to the class, she’s tall like a model and has the stunning look of an Angel. “Ohhh she’s cute.” My wolf complimented this girl, he never does that, not even once, not even Ainsley, so what makes her different? “Everyone, this is Justin Reyes, she just transferred here. I expect everyone to be welcoming and nice to her. Kingsley, stay away from her.”

She was a globally recognized superstar, but before Ashton, she was instantly reduced to a bashful young lady whose heart fluttered and swelled with powerful, romantic longing for her beloved. "What are you guys doing here?" Roxy asked coldly. Sylvia casually tossed her hair back, lifting her chin slightly as she delivered a challenging reply, "What's with the hostile reception, Roxy? You're surely not concerned about us coming here to poach Martha, right?" Roxy stated haughtily, "If you're here to poach Martha, then I'm sorry to tell you that you are a step too late, Sylvia. Martha has already completed her contract renewal with Summit Media and will endorse two upcoming Summit Beauty produ

I saw him tense his jaw; a vein popped out on the side of his neck. Gideon didn’t let up; I could see how on edge Logan was but there was nothing I could do. It felt like watching a boxing match, one round after another the hits kept on coming. Gideon tried to bring Logan’s validity into question. Once Gideon was done, I could see confusion on some of the jurors' faces but then I saw Jack speaking to Evelyn quietly at the table. Evelyn asked for a recross. “Mr. Carter. You stated that the night you met the victim that you had never seen her before.”

I asked her, and she looked at the water and looked at me. "You won't gain the magic of the Valkin," she said, and I was in shock. "Your mate has no wolf. You can only gain the magic when her wolf comes. She is just as good as a chosen for now," she said, and I was shocked. I looked at Maxwell and Clay, and the shock registered on their faces too. "Will she ever gain her wolf?" I asked, and she looked at me. "What is her name?" Elsa asked. "Scarlett Vladislav," Clay responded, and she looked at us.