The Rosie Project Novels & Stories

And yeah… Rose is finally in charge now. Watch her do her thing.

I said. “Huh? What didn't?” “The date with Andrew and I.” She pouted. “Don't tell me you're still thinking about it, you'll find someone else, okay?” I smiled. “I'm not talking about Andrew, Lena. I'm talking about the little plan you and Henry cooked up.” Her face paled. She opened her mouth, then pressed her lips into a thin line. “Do you… have something to say?” “Fuck, I'm sorry, Rosie. I swear—”

Was this her way of tying my hands? “What do you think you’re doing, Rosie?” I asked with a sigh. This was getting tiring. “I don’t know why you’re so surprised, Archie. I participated in every meeting about this up until now, so why do you have to make a scene every time, huh?” Rosie argued, evidently tired of this conversation as well. I dared to look up at her. She was f*cking hot wearing that outfit—discreet but also prepared for battle. We couldn’t be too evident and go meet the Irish with guns up to our teeth, but I was sure they wouldn’t go empty-handed either, so…

Greyson pats Rosie’s arm, and grins at her, “Rosie, what if we combine the glamour with a baffle, then it could keep the sound out too, but we could see and hear what’s going on outside of it. The perfect camouflage.” She grins and nods, they move back to the fire and their supplies and start tinkering together, flipping through their grimoires and talking excitedly at the prospect of it. He looks back at Celine, who’s kneeling next to the unconscious Vampire at his feet with her hand on his head.

Chapter Ares Collin I leaned my body to my car waiting for Rosie to come down. My thoughts were on Josh's words this morning after I told him that I can't give up on Rosie just yet. He warned me that I could drain myself in the future. We have an important project in 2 weeks and he wanted me to focus instead of worrying about Rosie. "So are we going to stand here all night long?" I looked up to see Ro.. shit. My eyes were glued to her and I stood up straight immediately.

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'' I breathe out. Weeks and months have passed and I've heard nothing about Rose—I've been living my life without a slight care about other people or myself; the reason why I'm still alive is because of her. Truth be told, I haven't fully kept my promise, I've been hiring people to look after Rose but this time it's different. They are hired to only take pictures of her when needed because I want to see how she's doing, I want to see her progress and I want to see her. Even through pictures. As long as she's healing—I'll heal.

The many types of potions and lotions mixing together to create a heady atmosphere. A large marble reception desk was positioned immediately in front of me. A woman who looked as if she’d just stepped off a catwalk smiled at me. “Welcome to GiGi’s, do you have an appointment?” I opened my mouth to answer, but then I realised I didn’t actually know. I assumed he would have booked something. Wouldn’t he? “Erm, I think so. My name is Rosie Woods. Mr St…I mean my boss may have booked it for me?”

"But I can't just stop working now. There is still the Rosy project to be considered." "Someone else can handle it." "But not as well as I can. You even said that yourself a while ago. The Rosy project is going to be completed in a month. After it's done, I can stop working. What do you say? It's a good compromise, isn't it?" "Fine," Dimitri said, not sounding exactly pleased about it.

Rosie, but it seemed that this woman would not understand his words. "I'm not violating your privacy!" But it's because I'm also thinking of my fellow investors." Rosie was still relaxed and drinking her hot Americano slowly. She had read an article that said melting a cold man's heart was all about being relaxed and patient, and she was trying that right now, even though Rosie could have exploded if it hadn't been Oliver. Oliver read the report in front of him; there was nothing wrong, but why did Rosie say there were things he had to look at? What's more, the woman said that this problem could cause the product to be delayed in production.