Rosewood 3rd Season Novels & Stories

Rose muttered softly, her tone clawing at the air. Her personal assistant entered hesitantly. “Rose… this is the latest report. This morning, Ruby Moon was seen entering Master Lee’s recording studio—” “Shut up!” Rose snapped. Her gaze was wild, unlike usual. “Do you think I’m stupid?! I know everything!” She paced back and forth like a lion in a cage. Her mind was full of tangled threads pulling at each other. Russell’s death was still a mystery. Ruby had once been kidnapped, escaped, and was returned to Juan’s house. And now the news that Ruby wanted to shine again?

I didn’t say anything. “You’re not the same girl from weeks ago, swearing she’d burn that woman’s life down. You’re acting like some girl who got kissed and lost her head.” “It’s not like that,” I mumbled. “This kiss… it just means Step Three has begun.” “Step Three?” she repeated, “Make Aaron fall in love with me.” Rosie looked horrified. “Roxy. That’s a man. Not a toy.” “I know.” “And how many times do I have to say it, Roxy? This is dangerous. You could get caught.”

"Don't worry you'll know when they're done. There is no way for you not to notice. We're all going to feel it, as will every elf, leprechaun, dryad, pookah and whatever else he has here in his court. Almost as if she summoned it, there is a loud cheer as a wave of energy crests over all of us along with a boundless sense of joy, love, and satisfaction. I could feel through my connection with Rosie that she and Evander are in a state of such elation that it is warming her from the inside out. So there it is. Rosie is officially married to someone else, at least in this dimension. "Buck up, buddy," Marigold tries to cheer me up but misses the mark when she adds, "At least now you can go back t

'' I breathe out. Weeks and months have passed and I've heard nothing about Rose—I've been living my life without a slight care about other people or myself; the reason why I'm still alive is because of her. Truth be told, I haven't fully kept my promise, I've been hiring people to look after Rose but this time it's different. They are hired to only take pictures of her when needed because I want to see how she's doing, I want to see her progress and I want to see her. Even through pictures. As long as she's healing—I'll heal.

**** **** THIRD PERSON POV. Few hours later,Rose came back home but she didn't see Ivy.she went to her room to check on her to see that she was asleep.she closed the door slowly so that she wouldn't wake her up.she went to her room to take a shower and saw her husband seating on the bed busy pressing his laptop.she was surprised to see him. On seeing her,he kept his laptop and stood up from the bed spreading out his hands,Rose hugged him and he rubbed her back.

Rubbing my face, I looked over at my desk. The packages I had received on Monday were still there–the envelope from Manhattan Rest Home, the tennis bracelet from Tiffany’s with the handwritten note from “Misha” written by his mistress, and the antique rose vase with three white roses. Ignoring Misha’s apology gift, I smiled, reaching out to touch the flowers. The three stunning blooms which had been closed on Monday, were open and full, revealing a touch of almost lavender pink at the center of each petal. They were stunning and still a complete mystery.

"I have ignored his calls for days. He'll become suspicious." "So what do you intend to do?" Tristan asked, his brow furrowing with concern. Rose smiled, a slow, knowing curve of her lips, and said, "You'll see." She unmuted the speaker and spoke up, her voice bright and airy, a performance worthy of an Oscar. "Cruz, I'm glad you are here. My friends, Meadow and Hazel, are here too. I hope you don't mind?" Indirectly, she was telling him that she would be joined by her friends. The reluctance from the end of the line said it all, a heavy, suffocating silence that stretched like a rubber band about to snap.

“Uhm… oh, I meant I have things to do, so I don’t have a particular day.” Just then, I immediately walked out the door, heading down through the elevator, It was almost 12 AM, and Rose would take over her body soon, I had only a limited time to enjoy myself. FUCK!! I took a cab and went back home, sneaking inside quietly, I didn’t want that bitch’s parents asking useless questions but fortunately or unfortunately the motherfucking asshole of their daughter Rose couldn’t wait, taking over her body before I could even drop my bag. And yeah… Rose is finally in charge now. Watch her do her thing.

Carolina hummed in acknowledgment. “Go then.” She nodded. Rosa looked at her with those big, naturally soft eyes and gave a slow nod. She stepped out of the house under Carolina’s watchful gaze. “Sometimes, I just don’t feel like throwing her out.” Carolina sighed to herself. ───────── 7:06 PM Frostfall — Enchanted Ivy Café Rosa approached a corner table with a tray balanced carefully in her hands, her face glowing with a beautiful smile. She greeted the trio seated there warmly. Setting the tray down gently, she smiled and gave a respectful bow.

While Rose prepared herself after breaking the news to her mother of her soon departure, Josie was busy to finish her birthday present to Mr. Harding. Rose was standing near the window of their room which located on the second floor. She stared at the sky, once again thinking over her choices and the new life she would have to adapt to. As she had been staring at the sky, from the corner of her eyes, Rose noticed a swift shadow shifting behind the trees. As she leaned forward to once again confirm what she said, a hand landed on her shoulder, startling her.