Those Rosie Days Novels & Stories

I didn't think there were any towns in the Outskirts. Rosie parked, looking over her shoulder to give me a teasing look. She had round cheeks and wide doe eyes that made her seem almost innocent, but something about her told me she could be devious. "Yeah, town. What did you think the Outskirts would be like? Tents and trees?" "Well, yeah," I admitted, heat flushing my cheeks. Rosie laughed. "Sure, it's not a very big town, but it's got some nice infrastructure. We even have a farmer's market on Saturdays. But I'll tell you more once we get inside. Little Annie back there has been chatting up a storm."

Everything about her was just so difficult to read but with the help of his close friend he'll find out why this is all happening. A knock was heard. " Come in," he said dropping the glass of wine. Rosie walked in wearing her short dress looking sexy as usual. It'll be hard for mateless wolf not to fall for her. She's got the beauty in all the right places something Raphael can't deny about. She is not his type no matter how hard he tried to see to it that their relationship works out, it just seems meaningless. " Rosie? What do you want? " He asked as she walks into the office swaying her hips like the sexy goddess she was.

In the twenty-seventh hour after Chen Boyan escaped from prison, the police sent out fifteen drones, nearly half of the police dog police force, after the carpet search of the whole blockade, still did not find half a trace of him. The man left incomparably arrogant, before leaving, but also with the blood of the escorting police officers, leaving the following words. I'll recapture my rose. I'll recapture my rose. Who is this "rose" referring to ...... A group of police officers in the conference room looked at me in unison. "Even if you look at me like that." I held my arms and shrugged. "I can only prove that Chen Boyan is just a love brain." Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to ask m

Perhaps he had not loved me for a long time now. It was my fault for never noticing—for stupidly believing that true love would never die. Now, Lara smiled as she leaned against the doorway, purring so softly her voice could melt anything, "I heard you made pasta. Can I have a bowl? With minced ginger, please. My cravings are really terrible these days." "You've got it," John grinned lovingly. "Who would spoil my baby if not me?" Still, he soon paused when he inadvertently noticed the black roses outside. "I'll tell the gardener to uproot those flowers. They remind me of Claire's disgusting face—I don't want them to hurt our eyes!"

But she controlled herself and asked him again the cause of weeping and this time Rose touched his shoulder with her hand so that he would notice and said: "Can you listen me?" Rose asked him politely but he still gave no response and continued to eat. She became shocked and thought him useless, she leave him alone like he was and go to do his work and started moving towards the jeep. But the smell of food is so pleasing that her mouth started watering and this time she does not control her emotions. She stopped after two steps and moved back and again said to him: " Can I also eat food? I have been hungry for two days."

Before Seraphina could answer, the study door swung open with a loud crash. Rodah stood in the doorway, her breathing heavy, her emerald dress slightly wrinkled. She started to talk. I knew she had marched up here to confront me about the breakfast incident, but the moment her eyes landed on Seraphina standing inches away from me, her face turned pale, then flushed with immediate, unbridled fury. "Am I interrupting your little reunion?" Rodah spat, her voice shaking as she stepped into the room. Seraphina didn't skip a beat. The venomous look on her face vanished instantly, replaced by a sweet, sugary, and deeply apologetic expression. She smoothed down her crimson dress and took a step back

{Rosy's place} Rosy sank into the couch in her living room, holding a glass of juice. Her body felt heavy, worn out after hours of signing files and sitting through endless meetings. She was wearing a tiny crop singlet and a bum shorts, and she looked too drained to care about anything at the moment. Her phone buzzed, a reminder notification, she opened it—A text from Thalia. "Hey bitch!" Rosy snorted, she replied back —"Hey."

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?”

"Off course you did. I mean can the amazing Madison Ross settle for anything less." Gloria said with a smile. The two ladies went upstairs. "Have you heard from Avery or Stacey lately??" Madison asked the moment they walked into the room. "Yeah, l called Avery two days ago and she said she would come home for mum and dad's anniversary. So she should be here at any moment. But l haven't heard from Stacey since last month. You know she's always busy running the company and stuff." Gloria said as she stuffed food in her mouth. The maid had brought another tray of food upstairs for Gloria.

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. —--------