Walten Files: Rosemary Novels & Stories

The moment his breathing evened out, Rose went to work. She opened my eyes, scanning the dark bunker. Bellamy was gone from the main desk, presumably checking the perimeter lines. Rose quietly slid my legs off the cot, making absolutely no sound as she crept toward the tactical table. Her eyes greedily memorized the rebel troop movements, the coordinates of the hidden supply lines, and the exact safe where Rohan had locked his father's medical files. She reached into her pocket, pulling out a small glass vial of odorless, clear liquid Victoria had given her—a high-potency wolf-paralytic meant to be dropped into Rohan’s canteen right before the dawn council meeting. *Tomorrow morning, this pa

Jason said, heaving a long sigh of relief before waving his hand at the mother-daughter duo again. The maids then dragged the two of them out of the castle grounds, and soon, their loud cries and screams couldn't be heard anymore. The sun began to set, bathing the vast castle grounds in a bright orange glow. Jason's and Eric's gazes fixed on the bare stump of the apple tree in the garden. The apple tree was gone now, and the garden was filled with lavender. The little garden that Rosa used to love so much was no longer there. Avril had been the one diligently tending to it after Rosa left the world, but now, she had left as well.

He set it on the vanity and vanished as quickly as he’d appeared. I opened the lid. Inside lay two dozen white roses. They were exquisite, but they were wrong. They were preserved in a state of unnatural, waxy perfection, their petals stiff and cold. They were the exact variety Antonio had filled the church with for my funeral. I reached into the box and pulled out a small, silver vial Jax had prepared for me. It contained a chemical accelerant, a specialized rot-agent. I began to spray the blooms. Slowly, before my eyes, the pristine white began to brown at the edges. The petals curled and shriveled, the scent of fresh floral sweetness turning into the cloying, sickly stench of organic deca

, he had no more debts to repay. If there were ever a life beyond this one, he hoped, that he would never cross paths with these people. He stayed like that for a while, his vitality slowly getting drained away and soon, he'd be left lifeless. [Host has successfully activated the: WITHERED ROSE, system.] [Host's vitality is decreasing at an alarming rate. Initiating immediate resuscitation!!] What was that?. Who's there?! Alan paused, listening to the automated feminine voice as it spoke through his consciousness. He was certain that he was at the depths of the sea at this point,it was currently impossible for someone else to be around him. He relaxed - Probably he was just hearing things.

I murmur, kissing the side of his mouth. Rosemary clears her throat, attracting the attention of the people who work with The Nest now, Wes, Cait and Ash, her talent was useless back at Shepherd’s Construction, plus, it’s a mess there now. And the workers who worked with me, all of us with flutes of champagne Christopher insisted we have.

Jeffrey got up and jumped up and down to get there. He thought the flowers had bloomed, and I was back. But how could a rose that was uprooted bloom? He opened the iron gate of the rose garden and found that the land was loose. He saw Joanna holding a small hoe, squatting on the ground, and plowing bit by bit. "Look, Jeffrey, I want the roses I planted to bloom all over the garden." Without waiting for him to respond, Joanna, who was wearing high fashion and exquisite makeup-, hugged him. "Happy? Besides Audrey, I can also plant roses for you."

After all, he was the most closed off; we knew he had a fucked up childhood but not the extent of it. "You say she left his belongings?" Silas asks, his voice much calmer than it had been seconds ago. "Yes, and hers as well, so strange." And hers? Who is this woman? Wait...if she really is... "You say she was here with a detective?" The attendant nods. "A Mr. Justin Powers or something like that. He seemed very disinterested in the case; he made the young lady cry." I hear Silas' sharp intake of breath. Justin is under the Magliana payroll; anyone who is anyone knows that. The second he learns a Black Rose has a known family member, he'll definitely take that to them, and in turn...

She was his responsibility to look after and promised the Lord that he would protect her like a daughter. Rose’s training went well! She thought Cain took it too easy on her, however she was grateful. Her muscles had muscles that hurt, and ones she never knew she had, hurt! By the end of the day she was able to flip that big giant over her from a charge and get away! Next step will be to do it from standing still and then learning to attack back! Rose could barely contain herself, this was happening! Everything she had dreamt about someday accomplishing is on the right track! As she ignored Madame Gruage and went right for a hot soak bath, Rose reflected on that for a minute. “Everything has

Bianca was sold to a mafia lord at a very young age and all she could think about was getting revenge. Her plan was going well until the mafia lord's son, Nico, came into the picture. Nico was handsome and cold, brutal but calm. However, when he met Bianca, she brought out his troubled side. He didn't want her. She didn't care. In fact, she hated him. She felt he was emotionless and he felt she was too tough. Both were intrigued. ~♡~ "The only thing stopping me from taking you right here on this table, is that you belong to my father." His voice was tensed and I didn't need to see his face to know how he felt. "My father's whore." He added. I swallowed, hurt by his words. "You

How did it get there? Rain stared down at the rose she had found by her bedside the second the woke up. The scent drifting in the air and causing her to smile. It reminded her of her time in the cabin and Rain didn’t realize how much she missed waking up to the comforting scent of roses until this one was brought to her. Rain silently wondered with a smile, would they still let her go back to the cabin or did Alexander plan to have her stay in the mansion permanently?