Rosemarie Hathaway Novels & Stories

In fact, the moment Celeste stormed the stage and seized the microphone, everyone knew Dora was finished. Security no longer needed to intervene in this matter, and Celeste looked at Dora with evident scorn. Just then, someone else decided to twist the knife further. "Ms. Cruz, I didn't realize you were already pursuing an old flame. Did you stop pursuing him halfway through?’ A commanding voice of a middle-aged woman echoed from the entrance. It was Ava Martinez, the wife of the well-known movie director Ethan Sullivan! Ava, now over 50 years old, was once a famous actress who captivated two generations.

Daisy Hunter is packing her bags to retire home. Stepping out the door was Wade Roberto,"Daisy Hunter, remember it's twenty billion dollars." He muttered and blew kisses in the air and left the office. Daisy Hunter stared askance at him as her thoughts raced. 'Why did Wade Roberto choose me out of all the ladies at the office?' 'Why would he be offering such a huge amount of money for a two year marriage contract?' This and many more thoughts raced through the mind of Daisy Hunter as if she had stepped into a convoluted maze with no clear path forward.

After all these years. No, no, no. I had heard whispers months ago, that her parole was being considered. But I thought it was all talk. I thought the system would keep her where she belonged. But she was back. And Leah just spooked her. --- Rosalyn "Rosy" Delacroix. She had once been a star. A media darling. The woman who everyone wanted to have her on their side. She is like a sweet angel but if you get on her wrong side she can be the devil..

While I stood there zoning out, Regina Maybelline sent me a video. She had been secretly in love with Charles for years, but I ended up becoming his girlfriend. She'd disliked me ever since. The dark video appeared to have been shot in a private lounge. Charles was seated in the center of a crowd, and next to him was a woman in a white dress. She looked a bit like me, but her expression was softer. Her eyes were slightly downturned, giving her a more delicate, pitiful look. My eyes naturally tilted up, which made me look sharper and harder to approach.

After all, he was the most closed off; we knew he had a fucked up childhood but not the extent of it. "You say she left his belongings?" Silas asks, his voice much calmer than it had been seconds ago. "Yes, and hers as well, so strange." And hers? Who is this woman? Wait...if she really is... "You say she was here with a detective?" The attendant nods. "A Mr. Justin Powers or something like that. He seemed very disinterested in the case; he made the young lady cry." I hear Silas' sharp intake of breath. Justin is under the Magliana payroll; anyone who is anyone knows that. The second he learns a Black Rose has a known family member, he'll definitely take that to them, and in turn...

Had she received proper therapy earlier, she wouldn't be in such critical shape today. Silas' face turned ashen. "She's… she's at Kingspoint Hospital? Is she—Is she all right?" "That's not for you to worry about," Wayne said coldly. "Expect a court summons soon, Prof. Stenson. Be ready to defend yourself." When the dial tone echoed in his ears, memories flooded back—ten years ago, the explosion, the roaring flames, and the girl who had run through the smoke to save him. She had been coughing up blood, but she still smiled. "Silas, don't be afraid…"

Rose’s stomach tightened at the sight of the influential figures assembled. Jackson stood, smirking. “God, don’t tell me you’re making Romilda a candidate for director, Matteo! That’s insane.” Rose didn’t flinch. Calmly, she walked to the table, connected her laptop to the projector, and acted as if she’d done it a hundred times before. “And what’s wrong with that?” Matteo asked. “What’s wrong?” Jackson barked a laugh. “This woman was your maid! Now she’s your wife, and you want to make her director? The Cavanaughs truly are one of a kind. Preaching equality, but this? This is humiliation.”

The old woman retorted, and Stasia's eyes burned. "Word of advice, don't get your hopes up. They will surely dump you when the time comes. I promise you," she growled, and Martha collected her flowers from Stasia, refusing to sell the bouquet to her. "I have said nothing wrong, Aunty. She will regret it." Stasia said, and my eyes bulged, realising Martha was related to Stasia. "I can't believe you will entertain her. I would have been Luna if it weren't for her," she told her aunt, and I got up immediately, ready to leave.

She turned her head to me and gave me a puzzling look. She walked up to me and reached her hands up to cup my face. "Home is where MY Alpha is." She said gently. I looked into her beautiful hazel eyes, knowing that I was the luckiest Alpha there was. I bent down and gently kissed her. She smiled into the kiss. Once we pulled away, she grabbed a bag and my hand. "Let's go, Wyatt. I'm ready to leave." Jax was jumping for joy in my head. "Let's go, my love."

"If you really don't have the guts to oppose Lilian, you shouldn't have to do such a strange challenge. Because you will never be able to win against such a strong woman in this world. Because after all, this is something that is very, very impossible for you to do." "You have to know, Rose Merry is the most shameless woman in this world. That's why Rose Mary always acts as if she is the most exalted woman in this palace. It's so funny when one of those ordinary Wolf-men acts like she's the most perfect woman in the world.”