Rosie Vyond Novels & Stories

'' She continues to urge me on taking their picture so I grab onto her phone, slowly zooming in to her face before clicking a couple of times. ''Oops, one more.'' I grin as I zoom out, taking a proper picture of them; mostly liking how Aidan looks extremely attractive but I also find him looking at me instead of staring at the camera which causes me to clear my throat before handing back her phone. ''Thanks!'' Rosie says with a wide grin before turning to Aidan, ''I just want to say that you're by far the best thing that has ever happened to the world. You are an inspiration to me and I'm sure to others, too. Can I be a lil' bit honest with you?'' She asks.

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.

“Okay. What about the others?” He swiped to the next picture. A petite woman with auburn hair and an infectious smile stared back at me. “This is Rose. She’s a veterinary doctor, but she loves flowers and plants them in her home. You’ll find her at art shows or out in nature with her camera. She’s the creative one. If Liv was looking to get away and do something spontaneous, it’d be Rose who’d she go with.”

Rosie leaned toward the table, propping her elbows on the table, waiting for Violet to write the name. “What’s your mommy’s name again?” She asked, almost in a hushed tone. “Scarlett Torres,” she beamed. Violet wrote Scarlett’s name and forced a smile at her. She glanced at us, hoping to get an explanation from us, but what could we say to an eleven-year-old girl and her siblings without hurting them that Rosie’s mom and theirs were one?

Which would be any minute. I go back to my bedroom and watch as Rose ties her hair into a high pony. Rose is wearing a royale blue dress that goes mid-thigh and has a cut out of her leg. The dress as a v-neck that shows off her breasts. She is wearing dark blue heels and light makeup. She also has her in a high pony but it does not reach past her neck.

“Unfortunately, Miss Rosie sent a message. She tried to overdose on pills. She’s currently in the emergency room.” I was silent for a moment, processing the news. Rosie—always desperate for attention. No, she wasn’t just seeking attention; she was demanding it. Just earlier, she had threatened Hyacinth, vowing to ruin her image. I suspected she’d soon release whatever she had, though I still didn’t have the final copy she held.

NOLAN POV Maybe it was the alcohol rushing to my head, but she looked more radiant than ever, and my gaze lingered a little longer. She swallowed hard and began to pick up the scattered papers, which were now all over the floor. I offered to help, and once we were done, our eyes locked again. “Sorry, sir.” Mr. Rebel cleared his throat, and I turned to look at him. “This is Rosie. She recently joined us, and she’ll be working as a new personal assistant since Kayleigh decided to have kids instead of doing her job,” he muttered coldly.

Jude lifted me up effortlessly, and I raised my bouquet high in the air before throwing it backward toward where I knew Kira and Maya were standing, and I heard squealing and laughing as someone caught it. This was me, Rosie Martinez—no, wait, I mean Rosie Elsa Winters now, standing tall, happy, accomplished, and strong, because a stupid bet and a viral video that had once destroyed me hadn't actually broken me at all but had instead made me grow stronger. This was my happy ending, my new beginning, my everything. The end. ***

, “That's fast and really good” “I know right..and it's tonight so I am thinking of what to wear”, she informed Emily. “Don't worry about that bills on me…you can go ahead and order any dress of your choice and send the bill to me”, Rosie leaned closer and hugged her tightly. “Thank you so much…I am really happy”, “Aww…I love that…it's nothing plus you deserved it”, Rosie didn't waste time as she scroll through and saw something she liked. She placed her order and handed the bill to Emily who paid and in less than an hour the delivery person came.

Well what do you know… It's Linda now, huh? “My God…” Belinda giggled, playfully slapping Henry on the chest. “You haven't changed much yourself.” She said, stepping closer. “At least give me a hug, will you?” Oh hell to the damned no. I stepped between them, just as she reached for Henry. “Hi, Mrs White.” I grinned. She blinked, stepping back a bit. “Uhh… hi?” “I'm Rosie. Rosie Alphonse,” I said, taking her hand in mine.