Novel & Cerita Rosemary Homestuck

Bianca was sold to a mafia lord at a very young age and all she could think about was getting revenge. Her plan was going well until the mafia lord's son, Nico, came into the picture. Nico was handsome and cold, brutal but calm. However, when he met Bianca, she brought out his troubled side. He didn't want her. She didn't care. In fact, she hated him. She felt he was emotionless and he felt she was too tough. Both were intrigued. ~♡~ "The only thing stopping me from taking you right here on this table, is that you belong to my father." His voice was tensed and I didn't need to see his face to know how he felt. "My father's whore." He added. I swallowed, hurt by his words. "You

I was no longer a lonely wolfless girl. I was finally happy. Orion started chatting with the older couple, who were the elders of the coven and played an important role in making decisions. "Where is Ruth?" Rose wiped the mud from the sleeve of her cardigan before looking at me, "She left." "Left?" I repeated. Rose looked around before taking a step forward to whisper her response, "She didn't take the news well. She was not ready to face everyone after what her mother had done. She left a note in which she apologised to everyone and said she didn't want to be found."

Fortune smiled "thank you Dad, I love you so much" "ok darling, I will hung up now". the call got disconnected and fortune looked at Zack who was staring at her. "what's wrong? do I have something on my face?" fortune asked. Zack smiled without shifting his gaze "when you are staring at a rose flower, you can't look elsewhere, you will stay put and continue to admire it until you have the urge to pluck it"fortune chuckled, "what makes you say that?". Zack smiled "nothing, I'm just expressing myself, you are as beautiful and delicate as a rose". fortune smiled shyly and dropped her head.

she admitted. I grinned as wide as my mouth would go. “Well, thanks… I think our two-day friendship’s more like a year-long one too.” With spirits lifted and purpose honed, Emma and I walked out of the library arms linked and giggling as if we’d been gossiping like any pair of teenage girls and not two conspirators contemplating stepping into the world of the occult. That’s when I felt someone yank me back so hard that my shoulders smacked against the wall behind me. And then suddenly, I was face to face with Cammy freaking Martinez who was glaring at me like I was some bug she was desperate to swat.

Rose was unusually quiet on the drive home, her thoughts clearly far away. The city lights blurred past us, each one bringing us closer to whatever tomorrow would bring. "Penny for your thoughts?" I asked, reaching over to take her hand. "I just..." she sighed, staring out the window. "I keep waiting for the end of this. It feels like everything's about to explode, and I can't do anything to stop it." I wished I could tell her she was wrong. Instead, I brought her hand to my lips, pressing a kiss to her knuckles. "Whatever happens, you need to be strong. Promise me."

Fear, longing and a desperate hunger for affection were in battle with dominance, uncertainty and compulsion leaving her heart in turmoil and strictly maintaining the unseen barrier guarding the space between them. Upon finishing the last bite, Rose took a moment to admire the beautiful surroundings once more before rising from her seat. Having no intention of letting her walk through the stairs, Kevin swiftly scooped her into his arms, cradling her gently as he carried her up the stairs and all the way to their bedroom. A/N .............. • What do you think about this chapter?

Someone asked, I couldn't even tell who that was because I was beginning to zone out again. He's outside! He's waiting for me. "Six years? I can't really tell." Another person said. Exactly! It was six years. Six years of my endless suffering from Ilay Lermontov. "I love this rose candle. It smells just like Easton." Someone giggled, the sound was beginning to irritate me. How can they be making joke about this when I was literally dying inside? "Maybe we should change his name to Rose. Make sense?" Someone said, and that was Ryan.

Perhaps he had not loved me for a long time now. It was my fault for never noticing—for stupidly believing that true love would never die. Now, Lara smiled as she leaned against the doorway, purring so softly her voice could melt anything, "I heard you made pasta. Can I have a bowl? With minced ginger, please. My cravings are really terrible these days." "You've got it," John grinned lovingly. "Who would spoil my baby if not me?" Still, he soon paused when he inadvertently noticed the black roses outside. "I'll tell the gardener to uproot those flowers. They remind me of Claire's disgusting face—I don't want them to hurt our eyes!"

I crawled into bed and closed my eyes, falling into a slumber full of promising dreams, a smile forming on my face. It stayed there for the remainder of the night. **** Starting from the next chapter, Dimitri will be around and it's going to be Romitri. Rose and Adrian have decided to call it quits and realized it wasn't going to work, just like in the novels. Thank you for the follows, favs, and reviews! Feel free to tell me your thoughts on this chapter. Until next time...

I stored that information away for future reference now that I was going to a place completely filled with them. The salty air mixed with the rocking of the ship wasn't doing any good for my stomach so I headed back inside the ship. I stopped at my brother's level and spotted them at a dingy table playing a card game. Felix looked up and spotted me right away. Before I would have assumed that was because he was really aware of his surroundings but now I think it's more to do with his vampiric capabilities. "Hey, Rose, had enough of the salty air?" "Yeah. What are you guys playing?" I take a seat in the spare chair.