Sml Rosalina Novels & Stories

My sweet little girl was back. My parents hadn't noticed the signs yet. They were too busy treating me like an invisible ghost in their house to pay attention to my health. But as I grabbed a towel to wipe my face, I caught a shadow moving in the doorway behind me. I slowly turned around. Rosaline stood against the doorframe with her arms crossed over her chest. A cruel, proud smile spread across her face, and her eyes shone with a dark happiness. “Well, well, well,” Rosaline mocked as she stepped into the restroom. She walked toward me with a proud smile and stopped just an inch away from me. “I’ve been waiting for days for you to finally start showing those disgusting symptoms.”

If you told her not to do it, expect that she will do it again and again. What a stubborn woman. "Dale," I reminded her with a serious tone. She was about to ask me something when I halted her. I know it, she's going to ask about the shirt. And I wasn't wrong. Exactly when I entered Riona, I saw that something happened to her. Rosaline accidentally or should I say intentionally spilled her juice drink on Zyah. These past few months, I can tell that Rosaline is always getting in Zyah's way but she got nothing. Zyah didn't argue or fight back. She's smiling even deep inside there's pain. After all, she loves to smile. Even Rosaline is doing things to provoke her, I never heard her being mad. S

And people like him always underestimate girls like her. “Fine,” he mutters. “Just don’t touch anything.” She cheers, slipping past him before I can grab her, and I have no fucking choice but to follow. The aquarium is quiet, the only sound the low hum of the filtration systems, the gentle ripple of water shifting through glass tanks. Rosalina moves through it like she belongs there, pressing her hands to the exhibits, her breath fogging up the glass as she watches the fish dart and weave between coral. She giggles, spinning to face me, her eyes bright with something pure. Something unguarded. “Leonardo, look,” she whispers. “They’re so small.”

I switched off the TV and picked up a glass of scotch, my eyes narrowed in deep thoughts. I decided to go check on her. I stood up quickly and picked up my glass of a Scotch, then I began to unhurriedly climb the stairs. "Tiger! Wait!" I heard a soft feminine voice behind me, the voice was clearly calculated to be seductive. I turned around, it was Bella. She was sashaying towards me, her wide hips swinging enticingly. "what do you want Bella? "I didn't let the smoke out this time, I let it trickle down my throat.

I hugged her, "I will never leave you." I have a family now. _ _ _ ROSALINE Water. That's what I wanted. That's all I craved for. I just wanted to drink something. But I was skeptical about everything they gave me. With the few times I encountered Sahin, I gathered that he was a petty and disgusting man. I was already tired from the hits he had delivered. This man was the first man that ever hit me. I craved to cut him to pieces. The creaking of the door caught my attention again. It was annoying. The fact that I was bound to the bed made things worse. I could only raise my head to see who it was but I stopped.

"Mickey, you're finally here. I was so scared. I had another nightmare. Tell me—tell me I escaped. Tell me I wasn't violated, right?" She clutched at him, desperate for reassurance. Her doe-like eyes shimmered with fear. Mickey wrapped her in his arms and gently stroked her back. "You got away. No one laid a finger on you. Don't be afraid, Rose. I'm here." Rose? Mickey, the woman in your arms—do you really believe she's your beloved Rose? Don't you know Rose is already dead? You killed her. My eyes stung as I watched another woman take my name and identity. And I could do nothing.

I swallowed my tears, forcing myself to look away from the crimson imprint that now stained Amanda's neck. "Well, Ella, you've seen it for yourself," Amanda said with a mocking smile. "Kelvin marked me just now, and this mark symbolizes his love for me. Only a Luna deserves such a mark. Our bond grows stronger by the day—only the Moon Goddess herself could break it." Then she let out a loud, scornful laugh that echoed in the air. Kelvin stepped forward and added coldly, "Don't bother me with meaningless things anymore. As for the moonstone ring—give it to Amanda. Only the Luna of the pack has the right to wear it."

Joanna was worried about losing her wealthy boyfriend, so every day she changed her tricks. One day, Jeffrey had a hangover and had just returned home when he received a call from Joanna. The woman on the other end of the phone had a gentle voice, just as he liked it in the past. "Jeffrey, something happened in the rose garden." Jeffrey became sober at once. "What happened?" Joanna paused for a moment, trying to be mysterious. "I saw the roses growing green leaves, are they going to bloom?" Jeffrey got up and jumped up and down to get there.

“Friends and families discount.” Ollie paid the florist and then put the box of lilies inside his backpack before he plucked a single red rose from one of the shelves to his left. “Here.” He placed the rose in my hand. “It matches your hair.” Then Ollie turned around and walked toward the door without waiting for me while I stood there with my cheeks turning the same shade of red as the rose in my hand.

"Milo, this is my friend Aatalo from back home. Aatalo, this is Milo." "Her boyfriend," Tamara smirked. Aatalo and Milo shared a firm handshake. "Nice to meet you." "Ah, you as well," Milo nodded curtly, smiling charmingly. "Rosie has told me a lot about you. She says she owes all of her succès to you." Aatalo chuckled warmly, shaking his head. "Her humility has always been one of my favourite things about her. She earned everything she has and the more to come." Milo looked down at Rosie, pure adoration in his eyes. "Convenu."