RosalieThe road to the coven didn’t get any brighter.It was no longer passable by car. So the four of us found ourselves continuing on by foot.The path became narrower. The trees grew thicker. Shrubs and twigs snagged at our clothes and hair as we passed. But by far the worst part of the this whole encounter, was the lack of life around up. It reminded me so much of wondering into the gods woods after my meeting with Morag, that I was beginning to suffer with flash backs.Lack of life meant one of two things. Firstly, that the creatures that had been living in these ancient lands had been culled for sacrifice. Or secondly, that the living believed this place far too dangerous to inhabit.Either way, it didn’t make my uneasiness any the easier.When we did eventually wondering into civilisation, we were met with just as much hostility as we had been on the boarder.Looking around, amazed by the sheer amount of people that were in the coven.“You never told me Ali was a dark witch Dr
Rosalie“Well, that was a monumental waste of time.” Steph all but screeched as we stepped back over the coven border to where the truck was still parked, her feet pacing the muddy path. “What do we do now?”She had directed her question to her brother, who had begun to answer with the usual response any Alpha would give, his tone brisk and concise. “We regroup, think of a new plan…”I had stopped listening, instead studying the poppet which suddenly sprung into action the moment I crossed the border, and was once again dangling from the tree before us, the knife floating merely inches in front of the stick face guarding the way between us and them.“Do we head back to Eclipse?” Landon said from somewhere behind me.“Not just yet.” I reply before anyone else could.The three turned their attention onto me.“You do realise that the coven has refused help?” Drake stated as plainly as he possibly could, his large hands resting on his hips, making him seem larger than his already imposing
RosalieOur answer came just before sunrise the next morning.None of us had a particularly good sleep.We had taken it in turns to keep watch through the night, whilst the others tried there best to sleep in the little warmth that the truck had to offer.Even though spring was yet to show its face, it was still a beautiful sight to behold, watching the first rays of light appear over the sparsely decorated canopy of trees and twinkling on the dewy ground that made up the mountainous terrain around us. It almost felt like we should be in midst of winter with the thick fog hanging around the treetops, shrouding the world around me in mystery.By the time the first rays of light were beginning to peep over the horizon below us, I could hear a rustle of feet moving through leaves behind me. A sure sign that whatever are fate was to be, had now been decided.By the time Irene had appeared out of the thicket, I was stood waiting for them in anticipation.I didn’t rouse the others. If she h
RosalieStanding back at the stone circle felt odd to say the least.I had come to associate the landmark with great sorrow.The first time I had travelled through, by mistake, I had lost every person I knew and loved. But not only that, I had also lost the very life I was used too, and thrown into the depths of one that I had no business living.The Second time I had found myself here, Alexander had delivered me himself to them. It had been after months of trying to find a way to escape. But I realised when the opportunity of home was calling to me, that I was in love with him. So deeply, that, the idea of leaving him was to hard to handle. And instead, I chose on that day to say goodbye to my family and friends for good.The last time had been to save my family. That had been the worst of my experiences so far. To feel like there is no choice but to leave your family behind. You children. It is the worst sort of pain imaginable.Standing here now, it made the pain bloom in my heart
A mother’s love for her child is like nothing else in the world. It knows no law, no pity, it dares all things and crushes down remorselessly all that stands in its path. Agatha Christie Chapter 1 I 19th February - Present Day Rosalie The intense rush of sickness rose up my throat and spilled out onto the ground before me. It had been the one thing I had not remembered anything of, the moment I travelled to the past. Only that, one moment I was following the strange voices, and in the next, I was waking up freezing cold in the early morning due, on the worn alter stone that dominated the middle of the stone circle. This time it was different. I was expecting it. I chose to travel. And this time I had more at stake. Something was coming after me. And I didn’t have time to sit about and wait for them to arrive. Pulling myself up onto wobbly legs and pushing down the rising discomfort fighting its way up my oesophagus, I race through the undergrowth. The bare branches
Rosalie “Rosalie, are you alright?” Somewhere in amongst the confusion, I must have fallen to the floor. Landon’s face coming back into view as he pulled me into an upright position. “Just breathe Rosie. Everything is OK, you are home now.” He eyed me worriedly. His blue eyes darting around my face. Becoming increasingly aware of how close he was, and the fact I could feel every single inch of his body touching my skin, I try to pull away. But it was no use. It would seem Landon was in no hurry to let me go. My cheeks begin to warm under his scrutiny. His worry soon began to harden into what looked like anger. “Where the hell have you been Rosalie.” He spat out, not necessarily viciously, but close to it. “You disappear without a trace for eight years, and now you decide to come back. Do you have any idea how worried we have all been?” His words stung. Of course, I knew. In fact, for weeks, months even, after I first fell through time, all I wanted to do was return home and comfo
21st August 1751 Rosalie Waking with a start, I reach out a hand to find the only comfort that I want after having my visions. Alexander. He seems to have sensed what the issue was and pulls me into him, holding me against his hard chest. “Another bad dream?” He asks me sleepily. “I’m not sure it is a dream Alex. They are so vivid, so real.” I breath through the soaring adrenaline which came as part of the aftermath of my night terrors, as I try to regain control of my heartrate. “What else could they be?” “Visions. I am sure of it. It’s always the same thing. The goddess warning me of a great darkness coming. Alex, something bad is about to happen I can feel it in my body. We always knew that the goddess had bigger plans for me, I think that she is making good on her promise.” “If that is true, my Rosa, then we will face it together. But for now, you must rest. You need to be strong for the baby.” His hand came to rest gently on my midriff. The little surprise which we had nev
Rosalie Estelle had once been the bane of my existence. Baying for my crown and doing her best to push me away from Alex. Thankfully, none of her exploits had worked. And eventually, even she, the Germanic witch, had managed to find true love herself, despite everything. Estelle had rarely set foot back into Castle Black in the years that followed. And if she did, she certainly didn’t show her face into court. “Estelle is here to answer some questions.” Alex spoke before Estelle could answer for herself. She didn’t even flinch at his tone. Just carried on eyeing me with a smug grin plastered to her face. There was no reason why Estelle’s presence should affect me the way it did. She was hardly a rival anymore. But there was something about her assumed superiority of me. And the very fact that she knew secrets about me that no one else did, was enough for me to dislike her. “Questions about what?” I ask, moving into the room and around the large office table to stand behind Alex. Es