Novelas y relatos de Rosinante Corazon

A cry that filled me with guilt. I opened my eyes to see Rosaline beside me crying her eyes out. Her face was puffy with tears stains as fresh was kept falling down like an overflowing waterfall. "Rose," I don't want that. A gasp left her and she snapped her head towards me. Her bloodshot eyes widened as her jaw dropped. "ALEXEI!" she cried and engulfed me in a hug. I hissed lowly when I felt a sharp pain shoot through me. "Oh my God, I'm so sorry," she apologized and pulled away.

I held her, staring at the ocean from our room. Wherever she is, I hope she's happy. Isla, the goddess of my heart. I heard my phone ring from the room. Rose. I faced Regina motioning for her to be quiet. She seemed annoyed at that and left the room. I couldn't be bothered by that right now. I picked it up with a sigh. "Hi, little troublemaker." "Why hello, stick in the mud." She replied. I rolled my eyes at her comeback. "How is your honeymoon going? Are you lovebirds snuggling?" She asked.

She really doesn't like the rain at all, because the raindrops always touch the anxiety in her heart, evoking memories that she wants to forget. She turned her head to look at Rosa Roja who was regulating her breathing and healing the wound, she felt very guilty. They have been living together for a long time, they were supposed to be teachers and students but she doesn't care about complicated human rituals, she only considers Rosa Roja as her best friend and is the sole support.

Marcas said all these loving things very sweetly and broke Christian and Roose's argument. When Marcas said all this, Roose looked at him surprisingly and Christian eyes narrowed with anger after listening to all this. Marcas gave the flowers to Roose and Roose took a deep fragrance of that beautiful fresh lily that fragrance changed Roose's mind . She enjoyed that fragrance. She closed her eyes and breathed slowly. And Christian observed her expression angrily.

Currently, the statue that was named Romeo was frozen with shock and could not move for a while. When Roselle was about to speak, he dropped his head a little lower, and he drew in a breath that was not quite steady. He inhaled in such a slow but greedy way like how addicts absorbed a narcotic smoke. Roselle creased her brows. But when she perceived that it must be because of her blood, her heartbeat raced. Oh no.

Seems like she was sleeping. "Yes, Rosaline speaking" I love her accent. It turns me on the more. "Rosaline Rosa" I said with my deep husky voice. "Papi, is that you calling? My JJ Bruno!! She screamed. "Ouch, my ears. Yes. JJ Bruno. I need you to serve me tonight " "Let me guess. Papi is horny? She said it like rhyme. "Yes. Ten minutes to get here." "Papi. I need to get dressed."

The nightshade/wolfsbane mix messing with her mind. -“Just breath in deeply love and you will know it’s me..”- Aidrien said in their mind link. Rose froze in spot and took a deep breath inhaling his scent, but it didn’t comfort her. She let out a whimper as she felt all the pain form her injuries as well as the blood loss. Aidrien rubbed himself against her side being careful not to touch the pure silver chain. Rose let out a softer whimper before the darkness started to close in around her.

A dab of color brought warmth back to a face that had gone winter. “You will not faint,” Rosa said. “You will not apologize for breathing. You will not forget that your spine is yours.” Selena nodded, so grateful it hurt. “Stay close?” “Always,” Rosa said, and pressed a small wrapped candy into her palm. “For the mouth when the stomach refuses.”

One who was good with words and action in duality. “Do you love it?” Drystan asked, his deep voice pulling her out of her trance. Rosealba gaze flickered back to the bracelet for the first time since Drystan wore it. Her lips stretched and tears almost blurred her vision as she glared at the bracelet engraved with. ‘you are MINE, white rose.’ Rosealba exhaled throwing her head backward and fanning her eyes to eradicate the tears while Drystan just stared at her, his world revolving around her.

reading her thoughts again he answered her once again . " Stop reading my mind !you jerk!" she snapped her teeth at him and he grinned " I can't do that , I care about you so much and you are my mate , what there for you to hide from me ?" " And you are mine " sneered Rosalie flinging her silvery hair behind her " If you so much as tried to entangle with another woman , I will make sure you know how delicious your testicles tastes " " Sure thing , baby " *******