Walten Files: Rosemary Novels & Stories

"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.”

I give excuse that I ate a lot earlier that is why. Rudra says he will join me in few minutes as he has to discuss some things with Kamal Ji. I tell him to come soon as I have yet to give him his gift yet. He looks at me with hunger as I walk away and I look back at him. When I reach our room my heart is ready to explode at things I am going to do. I try to control my nervousness and go downstairs. I snuff out some of the candles but not much as I still want to see around. I spread some rose petals which I collected myself around the room and on the bed. I also spray some light perfume around the room and on me.

"The Alpha would be visiting. He's to have dinner with us tonight." Silence filled the four walls of the greenhouse. We were all too spooked to speak and even more so to pretend we were even looking forward to it. The hours pass quickly with the other consorts having their experiments rated. Even Katya asked for her tea to be rated and with my help it was commendable worthy. And by the time Plimoth ordered us to discard of the remaining Wolfsbane petals we have, I sneakily hide one in my pocket. You never know when I’m going to need it.

I rolled my eyes in annoyance and picked it. "What?" "Get your fucking ass here! We've found her and we're getting ready!" he exclaimed and hung up. I felt like I was submerged underwater. It's been more than a week. My brain registered everything and I hit the gas without thinking twice. I was going to bring my wife back. _ _ _ ROSALINE I was convinced I was going to die by this time tomorrow. It was going to be peaceful. Presently, I was bound with my mouth gagged and I was placed on the bed to sit up. I looked like a worm with the way they tied me.

The once sluggish and dry flowers suddenly blossomed into beautiful flowers and became even more beautiful as they grew together. That's why when Allen passed by their yard, he was surprised to see the blooming plants there. He could hardly remember where he buried the girl's ashes, even though they looked the same and were arranged differently. He was so angry that he hit the back of his head with his own hands and kicked the burn in front of him hard. There happened to be a housekeeper there who stumbled into the yard to clean. He called her and brought her closer to him. He asked what happened to the plants there and suddenly their arrangements changed. The assistant also answered him imm

Jayden flips her folds with his right thumb, his other hand caressing her plum breast. She whimpers, her back arcing upward. She’s so sensitive, Jayden realized. “Did she tell you how stubborn we are?” he asked, applying pressure on her clit, teasing her with his calloused thumb. “Did she tell you that once we like someone, we never ever leave them alone?” he smacked her breast lightly. Rita, helpless and sore, cries out. It’s hard to discern the cry. Is it from pleasure or helplessness? She—’

V. ***** ~Time skip 02:30 p.m. Rosaline was cleaning the library since the past six hours. She was totally exhausted and was walking with heavy steps while carrying a pile of books in her hands. There were countless books and the poor girl was finding it so difficult to arrange them herself. All the almirahs and shelves had been vandalized so she was just keeping the books in one corner. The pieces of the flower vase which was broken by that freak were still lying on the floor. The maids and guards kept watching the poor thing with pity and guilt.

Suppressing the unease in her heart, Lorraine beamed. Mark met her gaze with a warm smile. "Yes, it's good to see you too, Ms. Summer." Janet suddenly recalled something amusing and said, "Guess what? I noticed that Ms. Summer has the same wallpaper on her phone as Mr. Walsh! Women all over the world are into roses, it seems." Mark's palms were starting to get a little sweaty. Suppressing his murderous intent, he told Janet, "If you like roses as well, I'll send you one every day."

They were greeted a lot as they were escorted to the table and Rose could hardly keep up. They walked up to a table at the best spot and Rose instantly recognized Rachel. She was almost the same height with her and had shoulder length of the same shade of Wayne’s blond hair. But she had piercing brown eyes and Rose had seen enough pictures of Walter to know that she had gotten them from him. Rachel was a very beautiful woman and had a little less flesh than Rose. She was in prime shape; a testament to her profession. She was wearing a simple white jumpsuit but still managed to shine.