Novel & Cerita Rosaria X Kaeya

I open up my email. ________________________ From: Vanessa Maddison Subject: Rosalia Date: August 23, 2021, 12:18 To: Luca Venturi Dear Luca, I'm writing to you to ask that you please extend the courtesy of giving me the correct information and safety procedures for going about meeting Rosalia. I do not care about the danger I may bring upon myself, I have lived many years not knowing that she existed, and I cannot continue to live many more without getting the opportunity to meet her.

She shared a close friendship with the group and had their backs for each other in their problems She had a golden dark complexion and beautiful long hair in side parted box braids with accessories in it. Her hair was like a night sky and she also rocked a blue ombre at the end of her black locks. Her black eyes shone like the galaxy and skin was smooth and gorgeous. She was indeed a really stunning woman with all the curves in the right places. She genuinely smiled at Rosa and Sofia. Rosa gave her a warm smile and continued walking with Sofia. Carol on the other hand stayed with Kaylee as if she can't even breathe without her and for some reason worshipped the ground on which Kaylee walked.

They both look stunning. Gaia is wearing a pair of faded ripped jeans and a pink vest top. Her hair is pulled up into a high ponytail. She has a gold necklace around her neck which drops down over her breasts with a pendant at the bottom. She is also wearing her white converse and is carrying a little jacket over her arm. Rosa is so cute in her little jeans and white t-shirt that has a unicorn on the front. Her long red curly hair has been braided and little white ribbons secure the ends. She too is wearing her pink converse.

Leo said mischievously and the two young women almost stared in shock when they saw his perfect face and slender body that resembled an Arab who was good at Tagalog because of his very pointed nose. "Where did you meet that one?" Bea whispered to Aldrin. "Don't worry, Leo is my friend and he can be trusted." He responded to him as he turned to his friend. "Sure, I don't eat people so you two just chill. By the way, who is Ara among you?" Leo said to the two while Ara slowly raised his right hand. "Didn't I say, you're the Ara. It's already written on your face how beautiful your name is." The girl smiled and bowed in shame when she heard what he said to her.

Ryan had even put on some dress pants but only wore a baby pink button up. “No lecture from me.” Rosalie smiled till she spotted some ladies starting at Asrar. She turned away causing him to be confused. When he spotted them he just smirked. Pulling her close he planted his lips on hers causing her to kiss back. The girls all stuck there nose up with a humf and walked away. Asrar smiled as Rosalie giggle.

Julio Cesar wouldn't act like a dog and sniff the air, but his blood knew how to recognize the hate in another being and he felt that it was this girl with platinum blond hair and black locks that stared back at him without fear. The girl in question turned around - it was Maya and her black eyes - and shamelessly smiled and saw that she was reciprocated. Speaking of black eyes, would it be a coincidence that the trio formed by Julio Cesar, Maya and Soraia had the same eyes? You will know what his obsession is, won't you?

She squinted at me. Long… and hard. Then she pulled away. I straightened, my eyes moving from Elana to Angelica. “Are you a fucking wrestler or what?” She shrugged. “I take karate class.” Seriously? Good job in de-escalating the matter, Rosie. Else, you'd have realized the hard way that this wasn't Lyra after you've gotten your ass handed to you. “Okay….” I pursed my lips, my fingers tapping against my skirt rhythmically.

"Why did you give Rosalie the only thing that could save Astra?" Kael answered without thinking. "Rosalie is only an Omega. What was so wrong with letting her have it?"

Blood roses. Rafael’s hand tightened around the fragile flower, crushing it slowly between his fingers. A symbol. A secret. Not grief. Not loss. Love. Defiance. War. His lips curled into a dangerous smile. "So," he said softly, almost lovingly. "The game has only just begun." He tossed the crushed rose onto the floor, grinding it under his boot. "Bring me Matteo," Rafael ordered, his voice sharp as a whip. "And this time... bring the girl too."

"Saturday would be wonderful. You know I trust Rosalia's taste." Rosalia glowed. "It's going to be beautiful," she said softly. "Gold and white, maybe some dark red roses. A union of elegance and danger just like you two." "Danger is our game," Fiorella breathed, giving me a glance. A glint in her eye brought my heart to a stop.