Rosie's Games Novels & Stories

“One point five million.” A woman in a tailored emerald dress lifted her paddle, calmly but alert. “One point eight.” Another voice followed almost instantly. Then another. “Two million.” “Three.” “Four point two.” The numbers climbed too fast for an object whose history is supposedly almost erased. Within minutes, the price surged past reason. Seven million. I didn’t move. Neither did Vincenzo Romano. The dagger that was meant to be reclaimed quietly for Lola had turned into a competition….because people like to gamble when they think they’ve spotted hidden treasure.

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

Izzie stared at him with wide, innocent eyes. "Um... I play horse riding with Mummy at home sometimes." She turned eagerly towards Rosie. "Can we all play horse riding together later? Mummy, Uncle!" "D-Darling, that’s..." "Pfft—PUAHAHAHA!" Sebastian suddenly burst into laughter. Rosie’s face turned crimson. She wished, with every fibre of her being, that the floor would simply open up and swallow her whole. "What’s so funny?" Izzie asked, completely baffled.

The corner of Nicholas' lips raised up slightly when he saw how she wasn't paying attention to him at all. “Shouldn't girls like you be interested in shopping rather than playing boyish games like this? Besides, there are other games girls your age play, so why would you pick something like this?" He asked again. One could say he was curious to know a bit about Rose. As the owner of a game company, he was surprised to see how Rose was so good at playing games that most boys find it hard to play.

Yet, she simply couldn't control herself. Beatrice eventually stepped in. "Alright. Your mommy hasn't had breakfast yet, and Ruby is still waiting for you to continue the game. You've won so much already—you're not thinking of running away, are you?" "I would never run away!" Rosie answered immediately. Even so, she still cast a hesitant glance toward Noelle, reluctant to leave. But in the end, she chose to go along with Beatrice and turned back to rejoin the game. Noelle stood where she was, watching Rosie leave. She knew she shouldn't be like this. She also knew Rosie had to be disappointed and upset, but…

Tristan's POV . For a second I thought that what I heard was an illusion and I just blocked in my track but the next second Rosie screams in horror and I hear her crying. But there is not rotten smell in the air and I can't feel the presence of any rogue here. What the hell is going on? Rosie screams again. "Let her go!" This is not a game. This is not her attempt to distract me, this is real!

Roxy yelled as Rosie made her way back into the room, making Roxy pick her up "put me down you monster" Rosie yelled while kicking and squirming around, she managed to get down by pulling Roxy's hair "you little termite get out of my room" Rosie rushed under the bed, but wasn't fast enough Roxy grabbed her legs and dragged her from under, and carried her out successfully this time; Rosie banged and kicked the door before leaving "wow" I said laughing "thanks for the lovely show" "oh you're welcome anything to entertain the guest" Roxy said while grabbing the water bottles, passing me one

Frederick spat, and Rosie replied, "I know, but I have to follow him. Don't worry, I'll get to see you later and discuss this with you." "I'm not happy about this. Just let me know when you're free to see me. Good night." Frederick ended the phone call with Rosie, and she sighed heavily. She knew that she was playing a dangerous game, but she was doing all that to help Frederick. Rosie's glad that Frederick has launched his own company and also bought some goods with part of the money that Dylan gave him. And she thinks about how long she would continue to put up with Dylan, as she only needed money from him.

Rosalie looked over at her and smiled. “You know Ryan would never do anything to hurt you.” Rosalie told her as she walked over. Both girls where in sweaters and joggers. They where going for warmth and comfort on the chill fall evening. Rosalie still getting over the fact she missed all summer. She was actually looking forward to swimming in the lake specially with Asrar’s dragon.