Novel & Cerita Sunshine Rosman

“This is River’s second sister-in-law, Camryn. She’s the CEO of Newman Enterprise.” Rosalie smiled at Camryn and greeted her just as River did. While Camryn had seen a picture of Rosalie before, it was her first time meeting Rosalie in person. She observed Rosalie without making it obvious and smiled. “No wonder Serenity kept praising you after returning from Solville. You’re really a beauty, Rosalie.” “Please don’t say that, Camryn. How dare I label myself as beautiful when there are both of you?” The York family was where handsome men and gorgeous women gathered.

Rose’s POV: So, now that work he wants to do from me. I am tired just by washing utensils and wants to go home to where I spend y whole life but this tire of work makes me to just lay down on sofa and I want to relax my body but he again came and give me another work to do. Truthly, I never want to do any other work because I also not have so much strength to do any other and it makes me more anger. And this time I want that he should eat me instead of doing all that work from me. This time I have to wash his clothes and finally after an hour I complete this work also and now it’s evening, the sun looks so beautiful from the terrace of mansion, at one side sun is sat and on the other side th

He stopped running and looked at her and greeted her back. "What are you doing here..." He asked. "It's a beautiful morning so I came to the garden, I like it..." She replied. They were talking when damian saw rose coming out from the main door, she was wearing black clothes and boots. "Good morning Arie..." Isabella said and rose wished her back. "Rose, where are you going?..." Damian asked frowning. "It's Sunday boss, I am taking a day off..." She replied in monotone and walked past them.

I threw it in the trash without even looking at it. "She's sending you things again?" Lena laced her fingers through mine. I nodded and closed the door. Emily owned the first half of my life. But the second half—that belonged to the woman standing next to me. The End

She couldn't help but smile. She then picked up her phone and opened her chat with Rowan. A few days ago, she had upset him. Since then, she had tried to chat with him, but he had been unresponsive. Luna decided to use this opportunity to mend their relationship. She took the initiative and sent him a message. "How have you been lately? Are you short on money? I've been making a lot recently. Do you need my help?" … Rowan received a call from Mark in the afternoon.

“But—” I stepped closer, leaning against the desk. “But what? You’d rather go back there? Let them keep playing their little games?” Her jaw tightened. She swallowed. That answers enough. I softened my tone. Just a little. “Rose,” I said quietly, stepping back so I wouldn’t crowd her, “this isn’t charity. And it’s not pity.” Her eyes flicked up to mine. “Plus…” I muttered, before I could stop myself, “I sleep better knowing you’re not walking past four vipers every morning.”

I spelled it for her. "You've got a beautiful name," I could tell that she was smiling at me without the need to look at her. "I'm Rose, call my name if you need anything," she said, looking at me then she got out of the cell and locked it behind her, leaving me to my dark thoughts.

GO TO HIM The evening sun casted long shadows on the ground, its slanting rays giving a warm orange tinge to the sky as Rosie dragged Haven out of another shop yet again. Excitement swirled in her eyes as they walked down, mixing with the little crowd all heading in different directions. Most of the people seem to be going in the direction Haven and Rosie were coming from though, which made her a little curious. A few of them gave Rosie weird looks every now and then. They hadn't seen her around here before and didn’t smell like one of them either. The way she pulled and dragged their Luna through the crowd made them stare even longer.

She's not the most patient person on mornings and my dad isn't any better. Oops I forgot to tell you who I am! I'm usually not this forgetful actually, it's just that I'm really not a morning person. My name is Leila Adams, I'm sixteen and a fifth year student at Brixden academy. I'm Percusian, or more accurately, half-Percusian and half-Nigerian.

I pulled my sunshades from the pocket and placed them over my nose. “The sand is unbelievably smooth. Barely any rocks, huh.” I mused and waited patiently for a response, but when Rose didn’t reply even after a full minute, I slowed my pace and gently tapped her arm, just once, before locking my hands behind my back again. “Rose, are you okay?”