Rosie Vyond Novels & Stories

Rosie inquires as she leans forward on the bed. “Yes. What do you have in mind, Voodoo Doll?” I counter question, approaching her. “You need the monster out, and we both want sex. Chase me in the woods, and when you catch me…” She trails off as she stands. “I fuck you like an animal.” I finish for her as we are now facing each other with only inches between us. “Exactly, Witch Doctor.” she agrees, pressing her body to mine. “I get a five minute head start.” Rosie demands as she peels her body from mine. Oh, she will regret that little tease.

The hall quietened, the silence hanging like a thick veil - almost as if everyone had suddenly held their breaths on wisp. The red - haired male stepped forward, reaching out for the bouquet of roses. His eyes filled with silent contemplation as he stared at the blooming,fresh roses and then at Dylan's expecting eyes. Without another thought he tossed the roses to the ground, trampling on them with his shoes tilled their petals scattered around in the dust. Gasps rippled through the halls, a clear expression of shock from the watching bystanders. "Dylan, how many times must i have to turn you away and how many times must you embarrass yourself in public like this?. You know.....", Simone pau

Ray asked, her brows furrowing with confusion. “I’m Rosie, and I’m a simp for Ace Salvatore,” she said, flipping her hair with a nonchalant air. Oh.. Okay. A fangirl. “Where did this happen? What village?” I asked, my voice tinged with urgency. “Some say Russia, some say America, but according to my research...” She paused dramatically, checking her phone. My heartbeat quickened, and a nauseous wave rolled through my stomach. Please, don’t let it be...

So, we shifted our focus to tourism. I spent a lot of money paving the muddy roads with asphalt and replacing the crumbling clay houses with brick homes. Jordan opened a social media account. His original goal was to promote the northwest's scenery. But thanks to his good looks and physique, he ended up attracting a huge group of fangirls. I made my first appearance in his videos the day after school was finished. All his fangirls were heartbroken. "Is that your girlfriend?" "I'm heartbroken, but I have to admit they look great together!"

Daisy leaned in and whispered frantically into my ear, “Let’s go back. This is Rosie. If she gets out of here, the first man she’ll try to seduce is Prince Lucian. She’s dangerous.” Rosie didn’t even flinch. “I can vow that I will not use my skills on Prince Lucian. I will give you my loyalty. If I ever look at your mate with a bad eye, may the goddess strike me dead.” “You took a vow in the name of your god,” Daisy reminded her, voice shaky. “I did,” Rosie said simply. I exhaled, then nodded. “I accept your condition.” Rosie smiled like a queen who had just acquired a new kingdom.

The irony hit hard. As we drove further in, we stopped in front of the second villa. I stepped out and gaped—it was the most beautiful one of all. Painted soft white and pastel pink, with tall glass windows gleaming under the afternoon sun. Inside, the living room took my breath away. Gold and blush accents framed the walls, and the air smelled faintly of vanilla—my favorite scent. What a coincidence, I thought. A woman, probably In her early fifties, appeared from what looked like the kitchen. She smiled gently and spoke quietly with the assistant. I barely listened, too overwhelmed to focus on their conversation.

STARTING FROM CHRIS HUNTER, RAYN STONE, AXEL LOCKWOOD AND THEN ROSALIYA STAVROS. ______________________________________ Rosaliya: I am Rosaliya, Rose for short with my hazel eyes and dark brown hair. I'm currently 22 year's old looking for a job ,I have completed my bussiness studies and lookin for a job. So coming back to the point my current situation is a total mess cause I shifted to new york last week. Now i have to arrange my house over the weekend even look for a job and my besties are nowhere to be seen .

She paused in front of Reginald, curtsied her head slightly, and then glided past him to take her seat at the head of the table. As she settled into the plush leather chair, Reginald turned to face her, his expression questioning. "Who are you?" Rosie's gaze met his, her eyes authoritative and piercing. She crossed her legs, her gaze lingering on Reginald's face before she began to introduce herself. "My name is Wright Rosie," she said, her voice steady and confident. "A weak-to-strong woman who ascended to a great position to prove her worth," her eyes locked onto Reginald's, and for a moment, they seemed to bore into his very soul. "I am a single mother, ready to face obstacles."

Rose went near to him to find out why he was crying by sitting there. When she came near to him she asked him: " Hey, why are you crying?" The hair of Rose was still on her face and covered her face. He gave no reply to Rose and continued eating his rice and burger. The smell of the Chinese rice and chicken burger was so amazing and yummy that Rose did not control herself as she had been hungry from many days, she wanted to eat food with him. But she controlled herself and asked him again the cause of weeping and this time Rose touched his shoulder with her hand so that he would notice and said:

Avery laid down her plans as she turned away from the guy, but Rosie didn’t like her plan very much. “You’re kidding, right? it’s my birthday, and you’re just gonna go after some drinks… hold on, he’s walking over,” Rosie said while Avy was ordering a new drink. “No, he’s not,” Avy said, rolling her olive pick in her drink again, but she noticed there was no response from Roslyn this time. “Rosie” She turned to her side and noticed it was empty. ‘Where the hell did she go?’ Avy wondered before she jolted as electricity seeped through the exposed skin of her armless shoulders from a single touch of an unfamiliar yet familiar guy.