Those Rosie Days Novels & Stories

“Kindling Dating?” I rounded on my sister as she put the cute onesie away into a closet full of onesies. “Did you really sign me up for Kindling Dating or was that just a way to get Mom off my back?” Rosie didn't answer right away. She took her time putting the new clothes into the closet and then turned to face me. “You really are signed up and you really do have a date,” she finally said. “If you want it. No pressure.”

“Kindling Dating?” I rounded on my sister as she put the cute onesie away into a closet full of onesies. “Did you really sign me up for Kindling Dating or was that just a way to get Mom off my back?” Rosie didn't answer right away. She took her time putting the new clothes into the closet and then turned to face me. “You really are signed up and you really do have a date,” she finally said. “If you want it. No pressure.”

“Sorry, I’m a bit out of it.” She shrugged, and opening the small door in the gate. She had no umbrella with her, I’m guessing she go out in a hurry. Who wouldn’t when their cousin was standing in front of her own home gate, and staring at her house like a psycho? “Don’t apologize. Let’s get you inside before you catch a cold.” I nod, following her through the door. The walkway is just like I remember, on each side are prize winning roses. Of different colors. Huh? When do black roses exist? I took a small detour from following Alexis, bending over a patch of those strange black roses.

"Today is coronation day and we would be announcing the 6 lovely women chosen for this year's Alpha." Royal Consorts are not just for Alpha's per se, they're made to be wives of any male with an Alpha bloodline. Last 6th of June, consorts were chosen for one of the financial advisors back at the palace. Coronation days are only done every 6th of June and 6th of December.

Rosalia Hazelwood. “What do you mean by that? Massimo I’ve been here all day waiting for you to show up but you didn’t. I wasn’t trying to show it or trying to call you. You had to at least give me a phone call, Massi..” “Rosy, why the hell would you even enter the office without my permission?” I asked, my eyes looking sour. She was trying to have me seduced and from all I observed, her laces were already worn out and she stared at me, lustfully. I could feel the blink from her lashes as she smiled wryly and just then, I laughed.

“In fact, I’m heading to bed right now. Since tomorrow is the big bonfire, the teachers didn’t assign any homework tonight. And since I won’t be attending, I have nothing I need to prepare for. A nice quiet night for me, ma’am.” “Enough of the ma’am crap,” Rosie said angrily, causing me to shrink away from her. “You do realize that no one in this clinic, let alone this entire Pack, calls me ma’am aside from you. It just sounds weird.” “Sorry, ma,” I began, but a low growl shut me up quick. “I mean, I’m sorry Rosie.”

A hefty tip. The woman's eyes widened slightly, but she took it and uttered a low thanks before going back to do her job. "Yes," I murmured, still getting used to being associated with a name I knew almost nothing about except for the power and protection that came with it. "Nikolai," he held out a hand. "It is nice to meet you, Black Rose." I took his hand, not wanting to be rude. His palms were soft, dry, and the warmth of it caught me off guard. He held me longer than necessary before letting go.

"Jack... did something happen to Wendy?" Chloe's voice trembled. "The wedding's the day after tomorrow. You should go find her. I'm fine, really. I've always been alone. I'm used to it." Her eyes dimmed, the light in them flickering out like a candle in the wind. Mickey gently patted her back. "Rose, don't be afraid. I won't let you be alone anymore." Chloe smiled again, but it didn't reach her eyes. "Really? But you're getting married. You'll be Wendy's husband soon. Jack... you can't stay with me forever."

Cedric said with a smile. "What kind of day?" "Your one-year recovery anniversary." He pulled out a bouquet of flowers. "Congratulations—on being reborn." I took the bouquet, my eyes misting over. "Thank you, Cedric. For this past year… for staying by my side." "Silly girl," he said gently. "I told you, I'd wait as long as it takes. So… are you ready to give me a chance now?" I paused for a few seconds, then smiled. "Alright."

Callum's POV: I came home Monday evening exhausted from dealing with board meeting aftermath and found Isla and Rosie dancing in the living room. Music played softly from the speaker on the bookshelf. Rosie wore her favorite princess dress, the blue one with sparkles, and was twirling in circles while Isla spun her around carefully. Both of them were laughing, Isla's silent and Rosie's high and delighted. The late afternoon sunlight came through the windows at an angle that made everything look golden. It caught Isla's dark hair and for a moment I just stood there in the doorway looking at her.