Rosita Espinosa Novels & Stories

Eliphas promised. “Come on and help me get some herbs. Although I have never dealt with something like this, I am confident that I will be able to help him recover.” Eliphas and Maya left the private chamber. Maya went to the garden to get the herbs while Eliphas went to get his spellbook. When Maya came back, she was shocked to see someone sitting beside Ashton with his head lowered. Looking at him up close, Maya realized that she knew the person. “Theo?” Maya called out with a trembling voice. ‘How did Ashton’s beta reach this place?’ Maya was puzzled in her mind as she hurried over.

She dialed a number she knew off head and called. "It takes great talent and skill to veil great talent and skill. Little Lotus, how is the brighter side of the world?" A crooked old female voice answered the phone. "Only psychopaths and manipulators can achieve hiding their talents and skills Elder Hoshi. Everything is going as planned thank you for asking. Oh, but a Hian Ji attacked me at my home and knows everything about me. I thought I died and my existence was erased with you and the other Elders' help. What's going on?"

I will always feel your absence. You truly did capture my heart and soul first before entrancing my eyes. Safe travels, Anthony. Yours, Rosie."

The forest was alive with the soft hum of crickets and the distant rustle of leaves, the moon casting everything in silver. Rosemary took a deep breath, her shoulders squaring as though she was bracing herself for something. She stepped forward, her bare feet sinking into the cool earth, and raised a hand. I watched her closely, the air around us shifting subtly, a faint hum of energy building. “Rose, what are you doing?” I asked cautiously. “Trust me,” she said, her voice calm.

“Alright, then, Mr. I–know–her–so–well. Tell me, what does she do when she’s nervous?” Rosette leaned forward, and I realized she really wanted to know if I knew her well. She wouldn't be disappointed. I didn't pause as I answered. “Bites her bottom lip until it’s raw and almost bleeding.” Sofia didn't look impressed. “Fine. How many moles does she have on her back?” I smirked. “Three. One on her right shoulder blade, one dead center, and the last one–” I tilted my head towards Rosette, “–a little lower than she’d like people to know.”

Questions about Ruby would continue to arise. “I know. I just want to make her suffer as long as possible,” Ed said flatly. He knew AJ wouldn’t magically forget his mother, but it was satisfying to imagine Ruby losing AJ. “What did you find?” Ed inquired, then stepped back from AJ. "There is currently no concrete evidence, as Esli Ramos actively conceals his past. However, it indicates that something did happen. He’s covering it tightly because it stinks. I couldn’t even find records of who his wife was. And I managed to find traces from Jade Herrera’s side. She is indeed originally from Veracruz. I'm currently searching for records related to Esli in that area." Otiz reported the difficulti

She entered inside expecting to be alone but got the shock of her life when someone rose from the counter and said, “Hello, ma'am.” “Oh my god!” Emma shrieked, with her hands quickly clutched to her chest to calm her frantic beating heart. “Oh, my, I didn’t mean to scare you, dear. I’m Rosita, the maid”. The older woman explained immediately. She was a middle-aged woman who looked like she was in her fifties, and she had a small, notable Latino accent, as she was small in stature with grey lined dark hair and kind brown eyes. “Hi, my name is Emma smith.”

Allison felt like collapsing from the heart-wrenching pain, but Romario's gentle squeeze on her hand gave her the comfort and strength she needed. Meanwhile, Master Terrone demanded, "For the last time, Rosita, who are you working for?" Rosita glanced around nervously, swallowing hard. Jose handed Terrone his gun, which he pointed at Rosita's head. "I'll count to five. If you don't talk, I'll blow your head off." Rosita trembled with fear, pleading with Allison to intervene, but Allison turned away.

I can’t decide if I should make him breakfast, an extra-large coffee, or six shots of vodka, as he looks really exhausted like a tired pigeon. Ryan nods without giving me any attention while his hands' movement increases. He looks like Flash working with papers in a government bank. I leave him to do his work and walk towards my table. *Tring* "Hello?" I speak as I get seated in my chair. "Ethan! Hi, this is Rita. How are you?" A flirtatious, girlish voice comes from the phone. This bitch.

Her shoulders were tighter now and her movements were more careful. I hid a smile. Rosita dabbed her lips with her napkin. “Didn’t you have someone very close to you once, Renzo?” she asked casually. My spine stiffened. “She was always wearing different shades of green,” Rosita continued. Her eyes seemed distant now, almost fond. “So beautiful and tall. Brown skin girl—” My fingers curled around my glass. “Tell me mother, are you talking about Zaria?” Rosita grinned wickedly. “Ah yes,” she said. “Zaria.”