Rosaria X Kaeya Novels & Stories

As if my conscience was telling me to stay away from that man. Ever since the tragedy happened, my body had turned into an alarm system that would give me signals whenever something was wrong. “Mr. Serratore…” I repeated his name, and it was the first time a simple name caused me fear. “Yes. I’ve also heard of another artist who has also performed on stage in Palermo, right there, but also on other stages around the world and I’m very intrigued to meet her. You might even get to interview her once you find out her identity, of course. They call her Cello Clare. She’s the masked cellist.” Pierre spoke enthusiastically, running his hand through his soft hair. But for me it was too much to take

"For the last time, that's powder. Foundation is supposed be liquid" "No, this is foundation" "Powder" "Foundation" "Powder" Foundation " "Pow_" The door opened abruptly and there stood Leo with Hailey beside him with a wicked smile on her face.

“I am shortlisting her.” “Great then. I’ll get her contact details soon.” She said, and they ended the call. Rose replayed the video again, and it was fun watching her cute expression. “What are you doing, babe?” Rony came behind her. “Rony, see this!” She opened Kiara’s picture on her screen. “Isn’t she beautiful?” Rose asked, and Rony took her iPad to take a close look. “Who is she?” Rony zoomed her pictures to where she was with Eric and the delivery personnel.

[Rose] I stared at my face in the mirror and sigh putting on my lipstick for the second time. My time coming up for another dance. I could feel my feet getting sore minute by minute as I made my way towards the dance floor. My teeth unintentionally bit my lower lip softly as I suddenly saw Kaden standing near the stage. The club was filled with people because it was a weekend. I had t leave early today because I was going apartment hunting tomorrow morning. I didn't care about the size. I didn't care if it was not convenient.

I was about to burst the door open when I heard I hoarse croaked voice. “Go away.” Something’s wrong, I panicked as I lifted my foot and kicked the door down. My eyes widened in shock as I looked at Rosaria curled up in a tub full of water. “Don’t come closer,” she said weakly but I still stepped forward. I froze when I got a better view of her body in the clear water and my heart squeezed painfully as I was brutally brought back to reality. Her stomach, all the way to her thighs was covered in black veins which I couldn’t be more familiar with. I looked at Rosaria who was now trying to force a smile on her face.

But he will be fine enough, as strong as he was, losing her would not leave him so destroyed. "Kiara," A voice yanked her back to reality. She brushed her hair quickly, then checked her makeup and scrutinized her appearance for the last time. Then she walked out of her room and found Rosemary standing in front of the door, "Oh goddess," the woman rounded her eyes at the sight of her, irises sparkling, "look how beautiful you are! You're so radiant." This afternoon, Rosemary give her a knee-length lilac dress and ballet flats of a similar color. Looking at the tiny floral embellishments on both, Kiara thought what a sweet pair they were and how they would make anyone who wore them look charmi

When I return an hour later, my head is spinning. Half-Fae. Royal blood. A tyrant king who staged a coup and has been hunting Rosa for decades. And Kaia—my Kaia—right in the center of all of it. I sink into the chair beside the bed, staring at her sleeping form. She looks so small. So vulnerable. Nothing like the woman who fought off three Fae guards with her bare hands just hours ago. Rosa's words echo in my mind. He doesn't know about Kaia yet. But when he finds out—

Said Alpha Kingsley, then left the two of them. Jazzy wiped her tears and looked at the brunette-haired woman with sad eyes. "Thank you." Jazzy sobbed and corrected her messy hair. "I'm Rosa, I became Kingsley's alpha substitute mate when his mate died." Jazzy listened to while watching Luna's face. She nodded. Rosa is a young woman with curly and brunette hair, green eyes with thin pink lips… she looks like a teenager like Jazzy's age but calmer and looks wiser.

A looked crossed his eyes,but it went away as quickly as it came, and soon he was looking at me amused again. "Of course, I didn't anticipate finding raunchy books in a sweet girl's bag, you're definitely right. Noted, I'm never doing that again." I scowled and he smirked. "So Rosie?" He asked, I couldn't help it, I rolled my eyes at that, rubbing at my temples. "No, my name's Rosette, not Rosie. That's childish." "Okay, so Rose. Well that's a pretty name for a very pretty girl, as cliché as it sounds, it's the truth, you're a pretty little flower." And the blush that was barely receding was back again.

‘Bastard… where’s my daughter’ Ivory said with difficulty as she glared daggers at Keya and her fiancée Adger. ‘Oh that bitch, she’s in a high grade torturing cell and when she’s ten, am gonna sell her in a low class brothel’. Keya said smiling innocently. Ivory gasped angrily and she used her remaining strength to launch an attack on Keya but unfortunately Adger used ice element to throw her away and she flew like a piece of rag.