Romans & histoires Rosaria X Kaeya

“Now her little quest makes sense.” I frown at her brief comment, then lean forward. “Quest? What do you mean?” Jade sits back and looks up at the ceiling. “Rosa asked me to keep my ear to the ground for whenever I heard the name ‘Marle.’ I thought it was odd because the name didn’t sound familiar at all; then you mention it now and it all makes sense. I might be Kaia Volkov.” “Volkova; the women use the feminine term. If you’re going to be part of the family again, I think that’s something you should know,” I chuckle, then take her hand in mine as I watch her tears still slip down her cheeks.

She pulled the scroll out as she quickly walked over to a table, and she unrolled the scroll out on the table. Rosabella got a piece of paper, and she wrote the names of her birth parents. Rosabella looked at the names of her birth parents, and she spoke. "So, my real parents' names are Ivan and Victoria. They are the King and Queen of the Kingdom of Rose-Snow-Gold. So I am a princess and royalty. I wonder what the name of the Kingdom that the late Queen is from." Rosabella walked over to the slot, and she got every Royal Kingdoms' scrolls out. Rosabella placed them on a chair as she slowly unrolled the scrolls and placed them to one side.

Arina worried about Aaron’s anger, and she knew within six months how Kenner’s rule worked here. As Rosella hung up, she turned her attention back to Arina, who was standing in the middle of her room, now dressed in a knee-length flower dress that accentuated her graceful figure. The soft fabric flowed gently around her, and the delicate floral pattern added an air of elegance. Arina's auburn hair cascaded over her shoulders in loose waves, framing her face beautifully. Her green eyes, wide with a mix of nervousness and determination, reflected her inner turmoil. “You look stunning, sweetheart,” Rosella said softly, trying to inject some warmth into her voice despite the turmoil inside her.

"Alright, 5 minutes break. Then after that, we'll head straight to the discussion about the coming Intramurals. Go, rest." "Yes!" They went to their things and rehydrated themselves. Vaspe sits in one of the benches. Phoenix joined him while busy entertaining girls. Vaspe looked around. His eyes nailed on Rossweisse and Katerina. Rossweisse being herself, she shamelessly removed her shirt wet shirt and asked Katerina to dry her sweaty back. Vaspe being honest, Rossweisse is sexy. She's one of the It Girls who have a good body proportion. She's on the third spot in the list of AoE's sexy It Girls. And her tan skin makes her look smoking hot.

I would never get used to being called ‘Dad’. “I'm not leaving.” I kissed the top of his head. Andera and Rosa finished their talk and Rosa walked towards me. She stood in front of me with her hands placed on her hips. “I have a black belt in Karate.” My brows pinched, wondering where Rosa was going with this. “O..kay?” Her frown deepened. “I'm an expert level in Krav Maga.” she continued. I glanced at Andera, who just shrugged at me.

This spring season holds a special place in her heart, and with each step, she is treading with the utmost care to avoid crushing the fragile blooms beneath her feet. Her moment is enjoyable because, until now, her fear hasn’t arrived to bother her, so each second of this moment is very enjoyable to her. A gentle breeze coming from the other side is playing with her hair, slightly covering her beautiful, cute face. The scent of fresh buds waffle making her bound to inhale a deep breath to emphatic her nostrils. The rays of the sun are mild enough that the morning breeze gets the chance to be stronger to give a little chill; however, it’s her favorite environment. The weather is mild, neither

The red rose, symbolizing love and passion, mirrored the fiery energy of their connection. Kaia, surprised and touched by Beau's whimsical move, accepted the rose with a radiant smile. The exchange added a unique and personal touch to their union, creating a moment that would forever be etched in the memories of all who witnessed it. The red rose, now a part of their shared narrative, became a poignant symbol of the spontaneity and romance woven into the fabric of their love story.

Rosé turned and once she saw who it was, she rolled her eyes in anger. "Bitch alert," she said under her breath. She stood up and faced the visitor blown by the bad wind. "Hello, Rosé." "Good morning Milla. Nice to see you looking all nice today." Camilla rolled her eyes and stared angrily at Rosé who was unfazed and smiling politely back. "I hear you and Xavier Monterosa are hitting it off." Rosé smiled. "Yes we are and it's such a relief that he hasn't been exposed to brown-haired bitches yet."

Rosa is the smallest in the group and she is also the youngest. Besides that, Rosa had black eyes and black hair that is usually found in East Asia. However, Rosa's face didn’t look like the East Asian at all. This is because Rosa’s father is from the Middle East. She has black hair and black eyes same as her mother, but her straight nose, big eyes, and beautiful natural eyebrows are hundred percent inherit her father's genes.

Rosalia was ready with her basket and bright smile, a sight that always cheered Maya up. “Great party,” Maya diverted smoothly, then mirrored the woman’s pace as they began to pick fruits from the surrounding trees. “Did you enjoy it?” Rosalia giggled. “I enjoyed it very much. Maybe too much since I passed out in bed and woke up with a giant headache. How about you?” “It was…memorable.” Come for me. Come for me now. Heat rose in her chest until her heart beat quicker. Her core throbbed, already aching when she should be more than sated. She kept her mouth shut, sure that her voice would come out as a squeak.