Walten Files: Rosemary Novels & Stories

I pull her into me, her body tense, breaths uneven. “We’re going to fix this,” I tell her quietly. “All of it.” We call Officer Raymond first thing that morning. The man sounds irritated on the phone, clearly annoyed at being dragged back into a case he’d already dropped months ago. But when I mention Vanessa Abrams… and when Celeste adds that we have evidence of a possible plant inside Rosemary… his tone changes completely. He meets us at the Atelier within thirty minutes. Raymond spreads out the printed photos across our worktable, his expression shifting from disbelief to grim recognition.

It was so big and comfy, and smelled just like him. As I came out of the bathroom, I realized my bag was on the bed. I must've forgotten it in Taras' room. I figured since I was Wyatts' mate, I should get myself comfortable. I opened his closet to put my things away, but what I saw broke my heart. On one side of his closet was Wyatt's clothing. On the other side was someone elses clothing. Womans clothing. My heart starting pounding again. Of course it was too good to be true. My mate had someone else. I really wasn't good enough for anyone. Tears started flooding my vision, and I ran out of the room.

Her mother was quite frustrated at how Rojean put her claim, nevertheless they were both assured she was the only child. On the other hand, Theo Valencia was waiting for the car to arrive and once it did, he slipped inside his eyes, never leaving his phone. He had Oswald in the car with him and promptly, he put his phone’s screen to Oswald’s nose saying that Sei was going to be there. “She accepted the meeting. So the plan is just to observe her. Go unnoticed, you know how she is.”

“Well… see you tomorrow, I guess.” “Yeah.” He walked away, disappearing into the crowd. Rosette waited until he was gone before she looked at her phone again. More files. More photos. Some taken from across streets. Some through windows. Some so close it made her skin crawl. Her fingers trembled. Finally she reached the last file. Unlike the others, it wasn’t a picture. It was a report. At the top was a name. Blake’s. Underneath were notes. Dates. Observations. Her routines.

She said and turned and walked out to the next street. "Boss should I go after her" Francis' eyes were on her till she turned a corner. "Sir" The driver said getting his attention. "Get in" The driver got in and drove of to their initial destination. ★ROSE HAVEN★ This place is just like it name, roses are everywhere of different color. The place was a lovely place for picnics but it was privately owned not for the public. Maria walked through the gates and took a deep breath. She walked further, her hands touching the roses as she walked pass. she stoped at a place with a clear opening where a tombstone was.

The space the mint's division had created. Not empty. Ready. She covered them carefully. Watered. Stood. Looked at the garden. The rosemary established and spreading. The thyme finding its way. The sage sturdy. The lavender in its corner. The mint smaller now but still rooted. And the new seeds beneath the surface. Not visible. Not yet. But there. Beginning. Roan left for the borderland on Saturday. The small clay pot of mint in his pack. He was meeting Isola and her working group at the boundary marker.

I stopped myself from going too far and quickly stuttered, “Can we just… get the certificates already?” He flashed me a casual smile, and I turned crimson all over again. I looked away before he could notice, my heart hammering in my chest. I began to wonder if I was the only one who still remembered that night. He didn’t mention It. His eyes were unreadable—calm, cold, and utterly impossible to read. I stepped forward, signed my name on the small red certificate, and swore my vows. Just like that, I became a married woman. Mrs. Rodriguez.

Of course I wanted his number then I replied, "What is your name?" I sat my phone down so I could dry off and get dressed. Then like clock work another ping from I*******m. He asked, "What is your name beautiful?" I began to blush then replied. "My name is Elisabeth Rose Freeman ,but everyone calls me Beth", I messaged back. He then replied, "Vladius Lee Sinclair, nice to meet you Beth". I then in return sent my number to him. I finished getting ready for the day. I was planning on cleaning up my dorm room.

”MATE” Rosemary?!? I could barely contain myself holding her beautiful body. Her large perky breast moved ever so slightly as I carried her back to my home. I had to get her somewhere fast as I was losing control. I let out a low growl as I stared down at her toned soft body and my dirty thoughts had my shaft thickening as we neared the castle. Thank god, another minute and my beast was going to surface.

I said, turning around and walking back in. “Well, we have to wait then. I know Rose will come back, so it was a useless plan,” Renata said smiling, “But don’t worry, I’ll make sure you have a grave.” Laughing, Renata patted my back and walked back with me. The next day Renata runs into my office. “You’re dying today!” Renata said. “Why?” I asked, frowning. “The men just called and said Rose passed the gates. She didn’t even stay twenty-four hours, Liam. She must be mad with you,” Renata said, shaking her head.