Walking Dead Rosita Novels & Stories

Her voice was soft, almost tearful. Silas immediately stood up. "Don't be scared, I'll be right there." I grabbed the corner of his coat. "Silas, I'm not done talking to you—" "We'll talk another time. Wynter's alone, I can't leave her like that." He pulled his coat free and walked out without looking back. After he left, I asked the nurse to check the condition of that rich tycoon's daughter. As expected, she had been given Silas' new drug. In three months, her condition had stabilized, and she was already living a normal life.

She cleared her throat after sipping from her glass of red wine. “I’ve heard that the Blood Mistress and the Death Summoners have found the bones of Rosette at the so-called virgin forest. They said she was feasted by those feral werewolves and blood-sucking vampires.” She saw Leo’s nose flared. Rhella smiled. Silence was prevalent between them for a few minutes—as if quietude had never been a tenant in their home. Leo finally stood yet again and said with a thundering voice, “You are lying, Rhella! Rosette is alive!”

Pillows and frames are scattered all around the floor, making me cautiously watch my step incase I step on one. My heart skips a beat at the sight I see; Rose sitting onto the ground as she cries out while her right hand is currently holding onto a knife—signalling her left wrist, leaving me frozen at my spot. I can't help but continue to look at her from behind, remembering that I've once see her this way before and it wasn't pleasant but the last time I saw her, she already did. ''Rose.'' I call out softly, afraid if I might startle her.

He was gone! "Papà..." Her sobs intensified, her body shaking uncontrollably as she reached out to touch his face, now pale and lifeless. After some time, Ville stepped forward. "My Lady..." "I am fine!" Rosana replied, wiping off her tears with the back of her hand. She knew it was time to leave. Rising to her feet, she made her way towards the exit, leaving Mr. Santos' lifeless body behind. After everything he had done, she was not going to waste so many tears for him.

Christina Carter smiled to herself, going back to her car and leaning against it, while her goons took care of getting rid of Rosita's still-warm body. She lit a cigarette and took a huge drag of it, exhaling and blowing thick puffs of smoke through her nostrils. She had effectively solved another of her problems and none was the wiser. Rosita had made her work very easy for her by coming out here where there was literally no one to rescue her or see her get murdered.

She turned around and saw an ice cream man passing in front of the driver's car who wouldn't let her out of his sight. *** Rose let herself go on her bed of exhaustion. She felt like she had walked all over the city... She had bought provisions and food tonight... She could go more than a month without worrying about her stomach. And she was still alive... That money wasn't as bad as she thought... The next day... The weather was bad and the young woman was panicking... She didn't want to wake up and look for a thousand and one ways to dodge what was going to happen tonight. She could pretend to have a cold or a contagious disease. She could run away... However, none of her plans seemed to w

Home, I no longer have that, everybody seems happy like I was the weed that needed to be removed for them to grow, Mom seems happier without knowing me, Georgiana is living her dream life and in good relationship with her mother too, it seems only right that I remain in this body, I am only a weed after all, "Rosa?" my heart quickened hearing my name, I was alone, on the rooftop, could it be I'm hearing things, is there a spirit who recognize me here, slowly I turned around to exhale in relief but quickly was hit with nervousness, his hands on his pocket, he stood, his gaze confused, I swear I can't put in words how good looking this man looks...

A rose by her bedside. Every single day for the past one week. It should feel like a routine, like her life was finally getting back to the weird normal it was when Elisa was alive but, it didn’t. Rain now knew who was keeping those roses every single morning, what baffled her the most was how she never stirred whenever he walked into the room. Yet whenever they met during the day, he was indifferent toward her, both of them knowing fully well what had happened only a few hours ago.

Rose stood up and shut up the noisy system. She walked around helplessly looking for a place to sleep. No matter how difficult this world is, she must at least sleep. But her wish weren't fulfilled so easily as everywhere was just full of blood, and dead bodies. Including several zombies that walked past her. She almost didn't know how much she threw up and ended up exhausting her last strength. Fortunately she is a Zombie, if not she would have already been turned to food for several other zombies that Passed by her. The Six Elders should just wait, She would definitely get her revenge.

The Undead do not scare them. “Then we will step on the bodies of all the runts and snatch her away!” The Undead gloats. “But we will come for the witch! She is the only one left in the continent and she possesses powers beyond imagination. You know it too, do you not you Lycan? You found out on the night I tried to take her! There is no denying it.” “Hear that Rosie?” Dmitri whispers in her ear. “You are special.” Roseanne looks up to scowl at him. How can he tease her in a time like this?