The Rosie Project Novels & Stories

Rose screams. One servant came to Rose. "Coffee please" she ordered. "Okay ma'am." Servants walks out Zach and rose again sat in the silence nobody was talking. Rose sit on the couch and read some magazines whereas Zach was embarrassed so he just used his mobile. __________________________________ Paul explained all the things to ryan about their business and project. "Whoah we have launched so many projects together." Ryan exclaimed. "Hm yes! Recently we have launched the buddies Project game, which was our dream project." Paul smiled.

I opened the door just a few inches and saw a small cardboard box sitting on the carpet with no name and no return address, so I pulled it inside and opened the lid while the others crowded around me to see what was inside. Resting on a bed of white tissue paper was a single rose made of delicate glass and the stem was broken in half so it looked dead and jagged, and I knew immediately that it was a message from Elena Romano because that rose was the symbol of the investment firm we had burned down in Berlin.

The stillness in him turned absolute and it was not from shock or confusion, it was something colder and more dangerous. “You’re sure,” Luciano said quietly, though there was already steel in his tone. “I verified it three times,” Morrison replied. “Project Rose wasn’t just approved by the Council. It was privately funded.. Directed. Protected.” His gaze moved to me. “And she was at the center of it.” The words didn’t surprise me.. Not really. Some part of me had always known that something this large, this controlled, this hidden, couldn’t exist without someone powerful standing behind it.

Lady Sophie exclaimed. Rosie Harper is one of the famous fashion icons in London. She went to the same college as Fabe, studying fine arts with a double major in business administration. She is one of her close friends who disapproves of her marriage to Bryce. Rosie is very well acquainted with the Hamilton doing business with them for years. Since Fabe's come back into the fashion industry, Rosie organized the fashion ball to introduce her to the public and highlight her creations formally. She invited all the leading companies in Italy and the elite circle.

Rosy had a way of bulldozing through all my defenses until there was no option but to go along with whatever wild plan she’d concocted. “Fine,” I muttered, finally giving in. “Fine, if it’ll get you off my back.” Rosy’s face lit up with triumph. Before I could even blink, she snatched my phone from my hand, fingers flying over the screen as she searched for the dating app. “Okay, first things first we need to set up a profile.” She was in full project mode now, eyebrows knit in concentration as she typed in details for my account. “Wait,” I said, a bit alarmed as I watched her entering info at lightning speed, “what are you even writing on there?”

Rosie came over to me and sat in front of me, she looked awkward, her eyes trying to avoid my gaze, she should be lucky if someone wanted to help her. “Speak, I want to hear your voice, you haven’t said anything when you came,” “I’m Rosie, 20 years old, and—” “I know about that, is there anything else you want to share with me? We’re going to be living together in this place so it’s better to be open and share our lives, do you know why I asked you to stay here?” “No,” Rosie said, very short and cold but this time she dared to look at me, she was pretty enough just needed a little change.

Bianca was sold to a mafia lord at a very young age and all she could think about was getting revenge. Her plan was going well until the mafia lord's son, Nico, came into the picture. Nico was handsome and cold, brutal but calm. However, when he met Bianca, she brought out his troubled side. He didn't want her. She didn't care. In fact, she hated him. She felt he was emotionless and he felt she was too tough. Both were intrigued. ~♡~ "The only thing stopping me from taking you right here on this table, is that you belong to my father." His voice was tensed and I didn't need to see his face to know how he felt. "My father's whore." He added. I swallowed, hurt by his words. "You

“Oh really? Now you're going to use Ruby to get what you want? I'm going to forbid her from seeing you.” Rosie gasped at the realization that she had told her mother about the plan she had in her mind. Ahh… How could she let it slip that way? She had decided to keep it from her mother. Sigh… Now she knows about her plan. She pouted and grumbled. “Mommy is now mean.”

I rasp painfully. I unzip the dress lowering it off her body. I have seen her half naked times before but her body never ceases to amaze me. She is very beautiful. I thank God the dress is braless because when I notice her perky dusty rose nipples calling out to me, I don't waste time.

she asked when she opened the door. "Not good at all, I have a lot to tell you." "I'd be more than interested to listen." she excitedly said, she was always interested in stories and gossip. Rosie is twenty-five, she has long brown hair and eyes, she is about 5ft6 and has an amazing body and personality. She's also really pretty. We sat down in the sitting room, her apartment was like mine. A one-bedroom apartment, with a modest kitchen and a rather small washroom.