Walten Files: Rosemary Novels & Stories

“If I were really beneath you, you wouldn’t waste so much energy trying to break me.” “You—” She raised her hand and I raised my brow, my gaze icy, daring her to land that slap. Her lips parted, then pressed into a thin line. She lowered her hand slowly, her eyes red with anger. For once, she didn’t have a quick retort. But I wasn't done. I stepped closer to her, lowering my voice to an icy whisper. I wanted her to feel every word. “You’re right about one thing, Rosemary. Rubyrose is gone. She died in that bathtub. What you see now…” I let the words hang, watching her

Leonardo had the information he needed a few minutes later. Rosemary Mantissa, whose real name was Rosemary Gale Mantissa, was released 12 years ago, and she had a rose tattoo on her right back shoulder. Rosemary Gale Mantissa was a cold-blooded husband killer and the wife of the mansion's engineer and builder, Carlos Mantissa. Carlos Mantissa built the house for his beloved wife Rose, but it became the house of hell for them after his wife butchered him like a pig with a kitchen knife and an icepick.

Maya turned her phone screen to show everyone. It was a news alert from the werewolf community network. The headline read: "WOLFSBANE FOUND IN LUNA ROSEMARY'S MEDICAL PRESCRIPTIONS - INVESTIGATION REOPENED" Below the headline was a photo of several prescription bottles, all signed by Rosemary, all containing wolfsbane. The poison that had nearly killed Austin. "That's not possible," Rosemary said, her voice shaking. "I never prescribed wolfsbane to anyone. It's deadly to werewolves. I would never—"

Yuna reminded the vampire elder about my wife's truth. “You’re right. I should have known.” With a deep sigh, Minerva calmed herself before sharing what she knew about the evidence we got. “Well, to answer your question, there was one class of roses that won't wither even decades had passed already from the time it was taken from its bush. It came from the Escoffier Rose Field." “Ecoffier Rose Field? Was that the same field in the clairvoyant realm?” Roxanne guessed, making Yuna smile.

'' She turns to look away and as soon as I step inside the elevator, I hear her say, ''Kill her. It doesn't take me long to enter my car and start the engine before pressing hard onto the gas pedal. I have to get out of here as soon as possible because I need to find Rose; I have to. My left finger types off a number and I start to wait for the other person to answer the call, ''Rose Thorne. ASAP,'' I say and I hang up.

“I told him he lost me. I told him I could walk away. But here I am, still breathing his name in my chest.” The horse slowed as we reached the deeper thicket. Trees leaned like old giants, their branches clutching at my cloak. I dismounted, clutching Roses tight, my boots sinking into wet soil. The stream’s scent still clung to me, but it wouldn’t last. I had to wash Nightbane off me completely, or the wolves would find me. I kissed the crown of Roses’ head, forcing myself to keep moving. “Do you hear that, little fox?” I called her that sometimes now, though I didn’t know why. “Crickets. Owls. All of them are watching. Even the shadows know we’re running.”

"As no one has contested it, I acknowledge this victory as belonging to The Red Rose. Silas Winter you are no longer fit to be Alpha and I Hades Solaris remove your Alpha status from you and transfer it to The Red Rose." He growls and fights her hold, slashing her stomach with his claws, she yells out in pain before crushing his throat, killing him.

The walk to the Gathering was unbearable as the stench of roasted meat wafted through the halls of the main house, but Rosemary was starving, and her stomach grumbled in pain. Seeing her stumble through the hallway, Nicholas hustled to her side and took her arm in his. “Allow me. I’m so happy to see you out of your room. The fresh air will do you good.” Breathing a hundred different ways through the nausea that gripped her, Rosemary closed her eyes. “I really don’t think so. The smells are intolerable.”

He looks at me with sweetest smile and comes towards me. "Happy Birthday to my lovely and beautiful wife." Rudra says as he gives me the rose and kiss on my lips. I look down shyly and say, "Thank you." "It has been one year but one thing is still the same. I get the blush I was waiting for you. I just wish everything remains just as it is right now. And may you blush like this every year on your birthdays with me." Rudra says as he takes me in his arms. "Aren't you getting too much romantic nowadays?" I ask as I bite my lip and caress the rose.