Rosemary Farrell Novels & Stories

She had plans of training in more than just fighting, she wanted to learn so many things, where to begin? The first item on Rose’s list was to bring in an upholsterer. She couldn’t very well drag all the furniture to Edinburgh. While she is going to be looking at fabrics she might as well look at drapes and linens as well. New plates and silverware could be ordered in town as well as beeswax candles. “Well”, Rose said thinking out loud to herself, “I guess the first thing I really should do is go see Mr. Forrester to make sure I have funds to go to all these stores and place the orders.” “Now where is Mr. McCrae and Sean?” As Rose stepped out of the hall to head towards the stables outside,

Arora yelled "Get Rosy upstairs now Luna!" Her father said glaring at our father "Rosy?" Dad asked. "Rosemary, My daughter," Arora said "What is all the racket," Felix asked coming down with his brother Corey "Hey uncle Nick," Corey said and looked at me and my brothers before turning to Felix and asking, "Isn't that your boss and his brothers?" "Yeah," Felix said "Come on in," Arora said and her father looked at her before looking back at us

In the living room, Rosemary sat stiffly on the couch, her phone pressed tightly against her ear. Her face was stone cold while her tone remained sharp and commanding. “Yes, I need you here now, to attend to someone,” she said firmly. On the other end, the family doctor’s voice sounded calm and professional. “What exactly am I coming to treat, Mrs. Mills? I’ll need to bring the right tools.” Rosemary’s lips tightened instantly. “I want you to check if a bitch is pregnant, and to identify the true father.”

Roseline snapped at her, cutting off the call before putting it away. She felt so embarrassed right now. She couldn't believe her friends would support something like this, instead of opposing. She is still nineteen for fuck's sake.. "See, your friends fully supports our relationship. And now, we can be together forever." He smiled, taking a hold of her hand. * Rosemary was busy in her father's lab. She was trying on her father's latest invention before he invented the cage. She was holding on to a large syringe, and few rats in a cage.

"Indeed." He turned to the entrance. "Bring her in." The doors opened and an older woman stepped in. Her eyes were red as if she’d been crying for hours. Farrell guided her forward. In that moment, he looked like a showman presenting his star. "This is Miriam. Her mate was sentenced to death by Ferris for a crime he did not commit." Gasps rang out. I stared at her. The name started to form in the back of my mind. When I looked at her, I recognized her instantly.

Rosemary Today was Nathaniel and Liam’s wedding, a day the pack had eagerly awaited. The air was filled with excitement, love, and joy, but I couldn’t shake the unease building inside me. I had been feeling unwell since the morning, but I did my best to push through, wanting to be present for Nathaniel’s big day. Grace, always the multitasker, had taken on the role of wedding planner and was rushing around to ensure every detail was perfect. I tried to help where I could, but my body felt heavier, weaker than usual.

Falcon cleared his throat and everyone fell silent. “Thank you for all joining us to lay Rosemary to rest. I didn’t know Rosemary very well, none of us did but I do know that she was very loved. I also know a lot of you think that this is an unnecessary thing as she has been gone for a long time but be very aware that this is not for you or for the town. This is for her son, Timothy, and her first love, Valerie. Rosemary was 19 when she passed suddenly. There was a lie told about her death and I want to make it clear to everyone here exactly what it was,” Falcon started.

she replied. "Nothing much... Means something happened," I said. "Well... I'll be fucking someone today," she replied making me choke on my spit. "You'll be doing what?" I asked like I had not just heard what she said. "You heard me right," she replied. "But.... What about your mate?" I questioned. "Look... Rosie. I'm an Omega. I accept my fate that my mate may probably never accept me when he realizes who I am," she responded. " So ... It's best I enjoy my life before I get old."

He stepped out of the car before she could reply, slamming the door behind him, walking into the storm as if it could wash away his guilt. --- Meanwhile, hundreds of miles away, on a quiet coastal town under gray skies — Rosemary sat in a small café overlooking the sea. Her hair was tied back, her clothes simple, her eyes distant but alive. The waitress set a cup of tea in front of her. “You’re not from around here, are you?” Rosemary smiled faintly. “No. Just passing through.” The waitress grinned. “You’ve been ‘passing through’ for three weeks.” Rosemary chuckled softly. “Maybe I’m learning to stay.”

Well-versed in the ways of socialization, she spoke softly, “Greetings, Farley. Allow me to introduce you to Zoe. She’s the lady I told you about. She just started learning about running a business and her dessert spot is kind of huge!” Farley was a man who was reaching forty years old. He was built tall and looked refined. Being a gentleman, he released her hand as soon as he held it. Then, he said with a smile, “Rosemary has spoken so much about you, Zoe. You’re truly as beautiful as she said. I’d say you’re spectacular enough, with or without makeup and rouge. Meeting you made my trip well worth it!” She took his compliments graciously. Seeing that they were hitting it off well, Rosemary