Rose Hart Novels & Stories

Delilah greeted her warmly and led her to the hidden room, away from prying eyes. The woman introduced herself as she sat down across from Delilah. "I’m Rose," she said, her tone clipped and free from hesitation. Delilah leaned forward slightly. "What can I help you with?" "There’s a popular artist named Rowan Wilder," Rose began, her gaze sharp and unflinching. "He sabotaged my career, ruining my reputation. I want him executed." Delilah’s lips parted briefly in surprise, but she quickly regained her composure. "Alright," she said smoothly. "Any specific method of execution?"

I just searched frozen. She stopped by the dresser and ran her fingers along its edge. “You’re actually beautiful. That’s going to piss off more people than you think. Trust me, there were many bidding on you looking ugly. Some even said that you look like a troll.” I finally found my voice. “And you are…? I'm sorry, but I didn't expect you to come inside my room to just tell me that I looked. Well…” “Madeline,” she said, tossing her hair over her shoulder. “Second daughter of Beta Reinhart. Technically ranked, practically ignored. I'm more of a subtle kind of woman. I choose to at least lighten the mood. I know that you might be having a hard time.”

They turned to see tall, beautiful dark haired woman standing a few feet away with a smirk on her face. Leah had to admit. She felt a momentary bit of jealousy upon first seeing the woman. The woman looked graceful and elegant. Leah felt almost homely compared to this woman, and the smirk on the woman’s face didn’t make things any better. Leah almost felt like smacking the smirk right off her face. Was this bitch one of Ray’s ex-lovers? She wouldn’t be surprised. After all, Ray was a very handsome and sexy man. He had no doubt had many past lovers to satisfy his needs. He was a wolf after all. Wolves have been rumored to have a very high sex drive.

she said, containing her excitement and the butterflies that fluttered in her stomach. "Jones Jackson," he stated, his eyes maintaining the stare in hers. "Jones Jackson..." She repeated trying to remember, then it hit her. "Jones Jackson from The raid role!?" "Yes, that Jones Jackson. We manage him and he requires a personal assistant. It's okay to decline if it isn't what you want," he added. "Was he the one...?" Her voice trailed off. "Yes, he is the one that made frightened Higgins run around but he isn't as bad as you think. He's just picky and sophisticated like every other artist out there."

I told her as I scanned the items. “I’m Hannah, thank you, I’m sure it is going to be a real experience, I just started working as a PA at Rosewood Productions.” My ears perked up at her response, Rosewood Productions was owned by Lance Rosewood, one of the most powerful men here in Seattle. Though, he was known to be a hardheaded, and truly gruesome human.

Probably some guy gave her a fake number in the bar. "I know what it is. But who are you?" She again asks me anxiously. "I am secretary of the President of the Damison Group. My name is Ethan Stone." I reply to her irritatingly, as she is wasting my time. I need to go home and take a lavender bath with my rubber ducks.

“Raul… I have work for you.” “What work? I have already handled all your office work, and thankfully, there’s no problem, at least not yet.” “RAUL.” “Fine! I’m listening.” “You have to get all the details of a girl name ‘Caroline Sarah Haysbert.’ She was a scholarship student in her college in Grenoble. And the other details are her father is a gamer developer, her mother is a… leave it. I don’t think that will be relevant for you. Just get me all the information about this, Sarah, as soon as possible.” Artemis said in one GO without giving any chance to his best friend to disturb him.

Rich people are strange. "It is, if you're conspiring against one of us," Grayson says, obvious referring to the Alpha's in here. By the look in his eyes, he doesn't want to believe the words he says, but he is totally correct in his assumptions. I am here for Alpha Noah of the Harmony Pack. I nod down to his hand on my arm. "I think you should let me go..." Looking at his hand, I suddenly notice something glint around his finger, through the thin fabric of his glove. Is that a ring? My eyes widened...silver.

it was early in the morning, and Elsa was woken up by the phone. Elsa picked up the phone in confusion and saw the name Rhoda Hayes on it. "Elsa, you remember the movie building's audition at nine o'clock this morning?" Rhoda is her assistant and had been with her for two years. Elsa always goes to her auditions alone so she didn't want Rhoda to come with her. she only allowed her to go with her when she had work for her to do.

Her black hair was beautifully styled and she looked elegant for a first timer. Rosetta Miller.