Walking Dead Rosita Hot Novels & Stories

Lying there, fully dressed but face-up in front of a guy I barely knew, I could not help feeling jittery. My hands clung to the couch like they were the only things keeping me grounded. Howard caught on to my jitters and chuckled softly. "Just relax, ma'am. You can lift up your shirt now." I nodded, bit down on my lip, and with a blush creeping up my cheeks, I pulled up my shirt just enough to bare my chest. Howard gave a nod, his eyes locked on my chest with a look of pure wonder, as if he had just spotted the most incredible gem in the world.

It wouldn't be an issue normally thanks to werewolf healing, but the Wolfsbane and Silver will ensure that it scars, if she doesn't die from blood loss first. "Lydia? Y... you’re the Red Rose?" He stammers and a smirk crosses her face. "That's right, surprise jackass! Now answer my question or I will send you to meet Roman." He whimpers and visibly cowers from her, I glance over, and I see her eyes are silver, meaning Lysandra is in control. I need to get Lydia back, before things get out of hand, but the way she is looking at this wolf makes me think the two of them have some kind of history.

and left the kitchen. My hands were itching to spill her young innocent blood. I wouldn't be giving her an easy death; It'll be slow and painful as payment for the time and resources we've spent looking for her and when father comes back from his trip, I'll give him her corpse as a welcome home present I concluded with a chuckle. ROSELLE'S POV.

The crowd cleared the way and some even bowed as a woman with icy blue eyes entered. Her aura was strong and unmatchable to any other woman that stood there. There are very few people in this world whom I trust. And she was one of them. Rose. Our kingdom's next werewolf Queen. The strongest female figure known. Walking towards us, I see her combat boots enter my vision and I see the man lower his hand. His fists clenched. " Stop creating a scene here, Zander. We will talk later. " He doesn't answer. And I feel their auras clashing.

5 February; Black Mansion Rose’s POV I just feel this sharp knife-like thing in my face and in panic I open my eyes widely and as big as I can. Again, a cold body who is on me and my face is about to freeze by his cold breath and face. His face is just an inch after me and I can easily hear the voice of his breath. The same face who meets me in town. The same cold body. No doubt, He is the he. I just blink my eyes for a second or less and when open he is not here. The whole room is empty from human, here no any other body except me. I feel cold and my whole body feel paralyze. I try my best and move my arm first and then the body by just lying on the bed. When my whole body become flexible a

Walker gazed down at his mouse and smiled, “You know half of them aren’t true, Roxie.” “And the other half are!” Roxie pushed him off of her, “Tell me.” “I didn’t see anything bad,” Walker lied, “I saw...” “I saw you, Walker! I saw you with my own eyes..” Roxie sobbed, “Don’t do this to me. Don’t hold back on me, baby..” “Fine! I saw...I’m...” Walker croaked, “I’m dead, Roxie.” “No...” Roxie fell into his arms, “No...”

“Uhm… oh, I meant I have things to do, so I don’t have a particular day.” Just then, I immediately walked out the door, heading down through the elevator, It was almost 12 AM, and Rose would take over her body soon, I had only a limited time to enjoy myself. FUCK!! I took a cab and went back home, sneaking inside quietly, I didn’t want that bitch’s parents asking useless questions but fortunately or unfortunately the motherfucking asshole of their daughter Rose couldn’t wait, taking over her body before I could even drop my bag. And yeah… Rose is finally in charge now. Watch her do her thing.

"If I have to kill the world to keep you breathing, then the world is already dead." She walked to the window, looking out at the Sicilian sun. She was the Black Rose, but she was no longer in a garden. She was in a hall of mirrors, and it was time to start breaking glass.

Yohan asked. “We’re sure enough that not many people know her by her face, that’s her biggest asset and advantage. So people don’t really know that she died… if she died.” Theo pointed out. “She was already dead for a few minutes, it’s damn near impossible they could have revived her. Was it a bad idea I sent her corpse back?” “If she did, do you think she’s trying to get back at us for doing what we did?” Oswald asked, needing a few more drinks to loosen up.

“What… What are you planning to do with me?” “Nothing much,” she smiled, but it didn't reach her eyes. “I'll just show the world how much of a slut you are. Let's see if Azrael will keep chasing you even after you've been used like a cheap whore.” “No! No! No!” I cried out, thrashing, struggling. Annika’s laughter wrapped dread around my heart as she opened the door once again, and my fear rose to full-blown horror when I realized Rosita didn't come alone. As the door opened, six Alphas stepped in, all wearing masks and one had a camera with him.