Rosemarie Hathaway Novels & Stories

Hank stutters while standing up as she lays a kiss on his lips. “I told you that I was meeting the girls today, who is this?” She asks sweetly as she looks at me. “Uh she is my closest friend, I was just catching up with her, also inviting her to our wedding.” He rambles as I look at him with disbelief. “Oh of course, you should definitely come to the wedding.” She says, maintaining the perfect beautiful smile as I can’t help but gaze at that beautiful dress that held her petite body. This woman is a goddess.

Yohan asked. “We’re sure enough that not many people know her by her face, that’s her biggest asset and advantage. So people don’t really know that she died… if she died.” Theo pointed out. “She was already dead for a few minutes, it’s damn near impossible they could have revived her. Was it a bad idea I sent her corpse back?” “If she did, do you think she’s trying to get back at us for doing what we did?” Oswald asked, needing a few more drinks to loosen up.

After a lot of argument with my subconsciousness I decide to stay at home, since it's Friday and mostly have free periods for the day. Four hours later and I'm deep into watching TV, deep voices coming from the front door take my gaze away from Chris Hemsworth acting as Thor, ( and you may be wondering, is she watching a marvel movie? Yes I am. I'm rewatching the Endgame. Bite me….. I'd rather you don't.) "- she's going to be really surprised." Uncle Ty's voice booms around the house as his body appears in the living room. "Who is?" I ask as I watch his eyes widen.

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.

As Liam was taking another sip of his wine, his gaze subconsciously spotted a woman approaching him. And she was a famous actress in the film industry, so Liam immediately recognized her from her various movies. Her name was Madison Riley. Madison Riley was a striking young actress with a warm, confident smile and piercing green eyes. Her long, dark hair fell down her back in soft waves, complimenting her fine features. She was dressed in an elegant black dress that hugged her curves in all the right places, paired with a pair of diamond stud earrings and a silver bracelet that sparkled under the light.

She added with a wide smile. “Aww!! You look so beautiful while smiling.” Sophia Haysbert said with a smile. “But how did you manage this?” “Just like always, a little acting, a little drama, and fake threat,” Roselet said, playing with her hair and then blowing air with her mouth to make her hair fly in style. . #TBC

“Liam is fine, so don’t worry.” I nodded, holding him tightly. “Thank you,” “You are welcome,” He replied with a smile, planting a gentle kiss on my forehead. ******* “Thank God Marlene is fine,” I said, as Jayce and I went inside his house. “But she is still bedridden... it’s so sad, right? I mean how…,”

"Holy shit, my cousin dearest is going on a date with Anthony Morelli! Solid catch, Rose." Rosie pushed Tamara off of her, scrunching her features. "Stop it." Tamara rolled her eyes at Rosie's lack of enthusiasm. "You have my blessing times a million. I'm proud of you, Rosie." Rosie gritted her teeth. She stared at the floor and took a few deep breaths to stay calm. It annoyed Rosie that Tamara was making such a big deal out of this. The way Tamara spoke, it made Rosie feel like she was incapable and this was some astronomical achievement that would never be expected.

Although the girl's face has changed, her attractive gaze in her eyes has not changed. "Nice too see you again, Son. Just eat some food." Mrs. smiled knowingly. Bautista to Allen while he simply studied the young man's every move and action. For some inexplicable reason, he seemed to have a bad feeling about the young man next to him, Allen. No matter how much he tried to convince himself, he couldn't make up his mind, especially when he saw in the young man's face the former woman who had destroyed his character. That was none other than Soledad, the woman who was obsessed and loved by her husband. But now that that woman is no longer in his sight, his mood is still uneasy, especially when

The smell of smoke never left her. Even after five years, Inés still woke up coughing some nights, the phantom scent of ash curling through her dreams like a ghost refusing to rest. “Name?” the guard at the Delgado estate gate asked, his voice flat but suspicious. Inés gripped the strap of her cheap bag tighter. “Inés Montoya. I’m here for the maid position.” The man’s eyes raked over her; young, pretty, average enough not to draw attention, which was the point. He muttered something into his walkie-talkie, then motioned for her to go inside.