Rosaria X Barbara Novels & Stories

Panicking, even. Rosaline Cabrera, or as everybody liked to call her, ‘Rosa,’ was a petite woman. About five foot in height. Perhaps her most distinct feature was her ice blue eyes which elicited warmth in anyone who ever stared into it. She and Lara had been best friends since elementary school. They were so close to one another that sometimes, people dubbed them to be non-identical twins. Running away from home did nothing but make their bond twice as strong. Although they didn’t see each other often, they communicated three sixty five out of three hundred and sixty five days in a year. She was probably the only reason Lara didn’t feel the impact of having zero friends in Boston. But nobod

Chapter Two: SIGHTING Later that night, Rojean dolled up to go to a place that was both a nightclub and a bar that everyone was talking about. She was old enough, for sure, especially if she was going to get married soon. But she was never the kind of person to go out on the weekends, to a club or even a bar and always preferred the comfort of their apartment which Lucas didn’t mind at all even when he wanted to go out. She was in a cream coloured off shoulder dress which stopped mid-thigh and hugged her curves beautifully.

Lucifer- Rosemary was making me crazy. I’d never been so entranced with anyone. She knew exactly how to get to me. When I saw her butt naked tonight in front of everyone giving that fool a lap dance, everyone wanted her, to say I was infuriated would be an understatement. I really didn’t want the company of those women trying to entertain us. My mind had been on Rosemary all night. Then when she was wanting to leave with Josiah that was the last fucking straw.

She was always able to smell emotion off of other werewolves, that’s what Alpha blood does to you. The tutor sighs, her footsteps echoing through the room. “I’m terribly sorry, Miss Mariana,” The tutor starts splitting her hair in the middle, “I only know how to do braids, I hope that’s alright with you. It matches your dress, and it makes you look cuter. I take full responsibility over that dumb servant; I should have made her aware of your…condition.”

Her straight dark hair was pulled back in a neat, loose bun, and her makeup accentuated her pale eyes. The two had similarities, such as thin noses and small mouths with little fleshy lips. - Honey, this is Bárbara Novaes. – said Allan Casa Nova, while the woman positioned herself beside him. “She found my wallet and came to deliver it. - Good night, Barbara. I'm Celine Casanova. - He introduced himself, giving me his hand as if to kiss. I took her fingertips and brought them up and down, unsure if this was how you greeted a rich woman.

she cut in sharply. Okay… Be nice, Rosie. “I'm so sorry about that—” “Whatever.” Elana muttered, crossing her arms over her chest. Be cool, Rosie. “Well, my name's Rosie. It's so nice to meet you.” I said with an outstretched arm. Elana stared at my arm in disdain. I pursed my lips, then slowly let my arm fall back at my side. “Look…” Angelica drawled, rubbing her temple. “You don't need to act all nice, Rosie—”

’ Brenda saw Anna looking dejected, “Anna, are you okay?” “Ahhh, I need to make a call, I’ll leave first” She said to Brenda, ignoring the others. ---- Meanwhile, Brian walked to the swimming pool, taking the call. It was Rosie. ‘Why did she call this late?’ Brian wondered “Hello” “Brian. It is me Rosie” “Why are you calling?” “I….I just want to say Merry Christmas. I miss you Brian” Rosie’s heart beat faster when she said that. “Merry Christmas too” Brian said coldly

Is it a coincident? ''With their warm, vibrant tones, orange roses symbolise enthusiasm and desire. If someone is looking for a way to express admiration and attraction—with an underlying message of passion and excitement, they'll send you a bouquet filled with these fiery blooms.'' She breathes out, smiling as she eyes each of the orange roses, ''I haven't seen him for quite some time, I'm not so sure if his interest has changed.'' ''I'm pretty sure they remain the same,'' I reply. She turns to me, ''It's beautiful how your name is Rose. Have you met my son, Elia?''

While eating the fried chicken I made, Paul inquired absentmindedly. "Ah, there will be two next week," I said, my face heating up even more. I also have sweat dripping from my brow. "How did you and Argo meet? Argo, do you think he enjoys bar hopping?" Barbara enquired. I did not respond. I paused for a few moments before saying the Club where Rosario frequently hangs out. Customers are said to be wealthy, and those who visit are not just passing through. "At the Highligts Club! That's right, that's where we met."

I might say I’m quite beautiful and had a nice body which attracts men. “Thank you! You look awesome too" Rosa was really a diva! She wore a red skirt with a slit just above her thigh and just a bra type for her upper. It really match it with her brown reddish hair. “C'mon! hop in. When we were actually in the bar it was quite load since it was friday. We ordered a VIP seat and Sangria for me which is a typical beverage and Strawberry Daiquiri for Rosa. The night was full of fun, we dance on the floor. And enjoy the night together. Just a moment a waiter bring us a drink.