Rosita Walking Dead Hot Novels & Stories

‘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’

It looked like a warning. Justin’s fingers touched me under the chin, and he redirected my gaze upward, toward his icy eyes. “Open up, Rosie. I want your eyes on me the whole time. I want to see those pretty lips wrapped around my cock. I want to see it when I come and you swallow it down. I want you to watch me while it happens.” He licked his lips, thumbing my mouth open. “Understood?” I nodded, understanding everything. Understanding that no one, not even family, is going to save me.

"We found Ms. Smith's clothes and phone in the soil beneath the black roses… along with a human skeleton!" The entire room was suddenly deathly silent, until John sprang to his feet in shock, "What?!"

He warned locking eyes with her. “Yes sir, they are my students, i habour no ill-intention towards them.” Tamara replied, quietly scooping her rice. But Tamara’s body was reacting, every time Marcus smiled at her or brushed past her in the hallway, she felt a flutter in her stomach and warmth between her legs. At night, after Richard’s disappointing two-minute performances, she would lay awake, with her thighs pressed together, fighting the urge to touch herself while thinking of the boys’ strong, young bodies.

Her hands trembled as she cleaned the cut on Roger’s temple. Roger remained silent, watching her deft movements. Yet, beneath his weary expression, Sara was unaware that he was already calculating his next move. He was weighing how the child in her womb could become the deadliest weapon to destroy Damon. “Rest,” Sara whispered. “I’ll call Mason.” Roger caught her hand, holding her back for a moment. “Thank you…” Sara nodded and headed to the kitchen to prepare a hot drink and call Mason. As she turned her back to him, Roger watched her with a chilling intensity.

As he comes closer I run towards the fort but he picks from behind and takes me to the back of the fort. I don't realise until now that I was giggling the whole time. When we reach the back of the fort, I see it is empty and Rudra turns me around and pushes me against the wall then smashes his lips with mine. At first they are cold but then as the kiss escalates they get warm by me. I loose all my senses as he puts his hands on my waist and then they start to move upward. I moan at that and bite his lower lush lip. He groans and breaks the kiss, to kiss my jaw and neck.

CHAPTER FIVE The New Girl, Part 1 The ravens come bearing news. A certain new redhead was spotted in Midtown today. And I hear her daddy dearest is every bit the #mchottie his daughter is. Forest Hills could certainly use middle-aged eligible bachelors. Too many of them leave. #foresthillsmysteries — Tweet from Raven_Eye. They say lightning never strikes twice, but it apparently does in Forest Hills. Ollie’s life was in danger once more, and there I was trying to rescue him again.

He tried to touch her, but only heard a loud roar that made even his soul tremble. " Grrrrrahhhhhhh" Silas gulped, looking up to see silver eyes staring back at him. And a gasp leaves everyone's lips. The death wolf was rising. Again! " Don't touch her, Silas! Just go!" Thora begs him and he gulps. His teary eyes fixed on Thaneos. " But-'" " Just go Silas! Protect Hades and Rose! Go!"

A video. Rosa and Sofia, walking down a street. A car pulling up beside them. Doors opening. Hands reaching out. Then darkness. ---

I was so lost, and I didn't want to be found. Then my beta's voice cut through my mind. “King Leon.” I froze. Annoyance flared through me. Not now. Not when I was finally holding her, finally touching her, finally— “Sylvia had an attack by the Vodvaks,” he said hurriedly. “The Vodvaks.” Those damn creatures. Anikta was staring at me now. She had felt the way my body had gone from hot to cold in an instant. She was watching me and I could see the questions forming in her eyes.