The Rosie Project Novels & Stories

Mason hung his head down once again. "Luna, it's okay. There's one thing I can do to fix this." I looked up at her. She had a questioning look on her face. "I, Alexandria Rivers, daughter to Beta Edward and Joyce Rivers, reject you, Mason Jackson, future Alpha of the Green Wood pack."

Rosie pov, As the sun set, the darkness began to obscure the brightness of the sky.. I got new project to work as a designer due to my constant effort and hardwork for the past one and a half years.. Suddenly today afternoon MD informed me to present my work infront of investors...After presenting the project, i left office quite lately..

“Okay, it was nice to meet you all. Kindly forgive me if I forget or get your name wrong for the first couple of weeks. This is an introductory meeting so it’s not going to be really long. I spent the weekend going through the projects this department has accomplished, those we are working on and haven’t worked on. I noticed that we are getting ready for a new project but before then there is one I will like us to complete. It has been practically abandoned as a failure but I believe we can turn it around if we employ the right tactics.” Rose could see that she had gotten their attention and they were curious to know what she was talking about. “The project I am referring to is the Kicking H

Now Rose is going to apply for an extensive project with Lowell Brother for a government project. ‘With the murder of Alan, Lee Industries is out of the race. Jones Industries stop competing for construction projecting. Now only Smith's group is a hurdle to be handled.’ Rose thought. Rose was seriously working on the project presentation and quotation for the bid. After completing her work regarding the project, Rose once again started tapping on the keyboard at a faster pace than Riya. She was once again breaking codes and firewalls when her mobile rang with a message tone with enormous vibration in the car. Rose’s attention distracted, and she gazes on the mobile.

Like I had the power of life and death. The third one, however, I did not allow to burn entirely but only the edge of the petals. Half red and half black. Roses on fire. Suddenly, I let out a hysterical laugh until my cousin walked into the office, perhaps brought on by the smell or even my outbursts. “What the hell are you doing, Rick?” “Killing them!” I replied, keeping my fanatical grin on my face. “Killing roses…” he repeated as he approached. “You okay, bro?”

Just an older man with silver hair and eyes like oil; slick, dark, unreadable. They called him consigliere. Advisor. Manipulator. He smiled at her like he knew everything. Including why she was here. She avoided him for the rest of the day. But that night, as she cleaned the study, she found something. A black notebook, half-buried under a pile of folders. Inside, dates. Payments. Names. Including her father’s. One name was underlined in red. "Project 5B : Initiated by A.D." She blinked. Her breath caught.

The girl jiggled them with a playful laugh. “You can touch them if you want.” Rebecca rapidly shook her head. “N-No thank you.” The girl shrugged. “I’m Rosanne by the way. Rose or Rosie, whatever you like.” Rosie crept closer, closing the small distance between them. The innocent smile on her face didn’t seem so innocent anymore. With nowhere to go, Rebecca watched with apprehension as Rosie got closer and closer to her.

“You may have them fooled, but not me. I’ll stay here until I see Jacob’s body myself. And if you can’t produce it, then I’ll assume you’re hiding something.” “You’ll assume whatever suits your agenda,” I shot back, my voice sharp as glass. “But if you’re so desperate to stay, then by all means, make yourself comfortable. I’ll arrange for your pack to be accommodated.” “Don’t bother. We’ll stay on the outskirts. Watching. Waiting.” Rosie’s eyes gleamed with malicious intent. “And when you slip up, I’ll be there to seize what should rightfully be mine.” With that, she turned on her heel, her warriors trailing after her like obedient shadows.

Avery smiled at Rosie. “With my wedding in a month and you guys in five months, there's so much to do, I'd better get started. I'll see you guys around then” Rosie declared before taking off. —--------

"Please, it's really important that I see him. My Job depends on this. I actually work with ZEd agency. Just tell him I'm a rep from ZED." The secretary didn't bother to look up nor did she say another word to her. "But, if he is around Ma, I don't mind waiting." Rosie asked. Yet, no reply. Confused and clueless on what to do next, she leaned on the wall and shut her eyes, terrified at the thought of experiencing Owen's possible reaction and certain that he's going to blame her for any mishap that happens to him all through the week, until she gets this project thing sorted out.