Rosita From The Walking Dead Novels & Stories

I muttered before claiming her lips in a kiss while my other hand grabbed her breast and she clenched, gripping my finger tightly. “I’m stepping out for a while” Rosette's cold voice rang out interrupting our moment and immediately Susan jumped off me while adjusting her shirt as she backed me. I stood up from the couch and faced Rosette, she had this look of disgust on her face as her eyes danced between her mother and I, and then she trailed her eyes all over my body for the briefest second. “You both can carry on, i have to go pick Kara from the airport” she added while taking her coat from the rack but her eyes never left mine. Susan was still trying to put herself together and so she co

He gave me a contagious toothy grin, one I immediately returned. His eyes then drifted to him, clapping him on the back. "This is Dr. Alexander Wood, my good friend. Came here for some books." I nodded. "Wood, this is Rosette. She's here now, so whenever you don't find me here, she's in charge." He nodded too, still looking at me. "Hello Rose, nice to see you again." He smiled down at me, and extended a hand for me to shake, the hand that wasn't holding on to the books.

‘Hey why are you walking like the dead ones’? ‘The dead ones?’ ivory asked with question marks all over her face ‘what are those, are they zombies’. ‘I don’t know what zom…be is but the dead ones are an army of dead people created by dark witches five hundred years ago, the dead walks pretty slow but one scratch from them and you’re one of them too’ Natasha explained. ‘Definitely zombies’ ivory murmured. ‘So why are you walking like the dead ones’ Natasha asked. ‘Would you join my team, I’m creating a team with whom I would go to Buklime Mountain with to go gather some herbs and more importantly the ice lotus for merit points’

Home, I no longer have that, everybody seems happy like I was the weed that needed to be removed for them to grow, Mom seems happier without knowing me, Georgiana is living her dream life and in good relationship with her mother too, it seems only right that I remain in this body, I am only a weed after all, "Rosa?" my heart quickened hearing my name, I was alone, on the rooftop, could it be I'm hearing things, is there a spirit who recognize me here, slowly I turned around to exhale in relief but quickly was hit with nervousness, his hands on his pocket, he stood, his gaze confused, I swear I can't put in words how good looking this man looks...

She took a quick glance into the plate and looked away sullenly. "Won't you eat? Oh I see, you're handcuffed...hahaha."I moved behind her and untied the rope. I discovered that I had tied the rope too tightly, the rope had eaten into her skin. She rubbed her hand, trying to get blood circulation in her hand. I stubbed my cigarette, then told her: "Eat up", and then walked out of the room, making sure to lock the door after me. VANESSA

He felt braindead for some seconds, until Keturah's voice pulled him out of his temporary death. "I'm trying my best here, Ryan! I can't keep her heartbeat stable for much longer!!" "What?" His eyes widened in shock, and that was when he tried to focus. He could hear Rosa's heart beating, but very slowly. A fresh feeling of hope filled his heart, as he raised his wrist to his lips, and sunk his canines in. Quickly squatting to Rosa's unconscious body, he forced her mouth open and fed her his blood.

We all have a deep connection to her and even when we are not trying to eavesdrop on her feelings, something that strong will make its way through. “Did either of you feel your connection sever?” I ask, looking at the other two men. They both shake their heads. Good, that means she’s alive, at least for this moment. We don’t hesitate for a moment longer. I pull out my coin and flip it, the other two men falling into the shadows with me. Crumpled on the ground in the center of a crater is our beloved Rosie. She looks like a fallen star, her body still intact, the blacktop bowed beneath her as if her body were made of something heavier and stronger than flesh. She must have fallen.

Could it be that the king had fallen for his personal guard? ***************** "Was she found?" Zelda asked as she spun around to look at Rosita. "Yes, Zelda. She was found, and thankfully, she's unscratched..." "Unscratched?" Negan interrupted, walking into the house. Rosita turned to look at him, startled. "How did you get in?? Who's at the door!" She shouted. "Let him be!" Zelda shut Rosita up, and turned to look at Negan. "I don't need to ask you who you are. You're clearly the King's brother. You have a striking resemblance."

And when she turned her head to me, her lips pursed. “Oh!” she said. Then walked towards me like a supermodel. When she was finally in front of me, I wasn't able to move because of how intimidating I am. “Rosita, who is she?” Rosita bowed her head towards the lady before she answered, “She’s Iris, the Alpha’s breeder.” The lady arched her brow as she scanned me from head to toe, and far from how beautiful she was, the words in her mouth came awful…

Zeus and I are both unhinged, it’s the closest we’ve ever been to being feral. “ALPHA! STOP! He’s dead and Rose needs you.” I hear Thomas yelling. I look down and the male is indeed dead, his body in multiple pieces. We rush to Rose on the other side of the room. Thomas is kneeling beside her already and taking her pulse. Her wrists are bound in front of her, and she is only dressed in her panties. Her entire front, from the mouth down, is covered in that alpha’s blood.