Romans & histoires Carlisle's Wife In Twilight

Rosie, your wife. ( NEXT CHAPTER LOADING----------)

"Don't bother. You're this place's mistress, so everyone must obey your orders. That includes me." Ambrose had become very proficient at sweet-talking and publicly displaying his affection. Larissa smiled sweetly. Suddenly, she could sense an envious gaze. She immediately looked over, only to make eye contact with a gentle woman. Iris smiled innocently and lightly nodded at Larissa. Larissa wondered if she had been imagining things. Ambrose looked at everyone and said, "This is my wife, Larissa Solace. She will be Twilight's mistress, and her orders are above mine.

“That woman is the reason your dad isn’t here with us!” “Enough!” I yell standing. I pull Ellie to me, “Our marriage isn’t a sham. I love this woman in a way I have never loved anyone. She would’ve stayed in the burn unit with me. If they didn’t let her, she’d sleep in the lobby. Ellie is my wife and I asked her to marry me. We renewed our vows on the beach for our anniversary. I’m thankful for everything that happened because it led me to meeting my wife. I didn’t remember ever being so happy as I am with her. You do not get to talk about her as if she’s the other woman! You cheated!” I tell her. “We are leaving,” I tell Ellie as I take her hand and pull her to the exit. “Maxwell! Julianna

The old vampire was startled to see enforcer insignias at his door. He cross-referenced the registration and nodded. "A human woman came to see me a few days ago. Said her vampire husband suffered from chronic blood thirst. She wanted to learn how to prepare tonics suited to his constitution." "She never showed up for her first lesson, though. I tried to reach her afterward, but got no response." He pulled out his course notes. "She chose the blood thirst specialization. Very few students ever pick that track — it's too obscure for most."

My anger flared as I saw the other patrons looking at us in shock in the restaurant, as they heard Rowan publicly declare me as his wife. "Mr. Carson, why would you end my call like that? You promised to keep our marriage a secret because you have a true love. What right do you have to interfere in my own affairs?" I queried Rowan coldly, as I could not believe the partiality. He tells me that I am his wife on paper only and that I shouldn't broadcast that I am his wife—a trophy that any other woman would be proud to post and announce on her social media page. And yet, he snatched my phone and declined my potential suitor. Was that how I interfered with his relationship with Sage?

However, she kept her back straight as she insisted, "Of course! So what if you're gloating now, Quinn? I'm telling you, Caleb and I have loved each other for a long time! You were the one who came between us. You're the mistress!" I stared at her coldly without doing anything. Although Selene was on the verge of tears, she choked out stubbornly, "Caleb and I have known each other for ages. If you hadn't thrown a tantrum to make him marry you, we would've gotten together! "Did you think he truly loved you? That's hilarious. Cal only got together with you because of the Stewarts' power. You don't think Cecelia's death was actually an accident, do you?"

Theron's POV The day of the event was finally here. This is the day I officially put Twilight on the map. Another success to celebrate. Many of my past lovers have been calling nonstop to accompany me to the event but I turned them all down. I don't want any drama tonight so I decided to just go alone.

A gasp leaves my lips as I feel the planes of his hard chest crash against my body, and his strong arm on my waist. “She is my mate. I don’t know what relation you have with her, but now she belongs to me,” Carlisle declares, and Elijah’s face turns pale. “No! That’s not possible.” Elijah shakes his head, pain flashing in his eyes. He rejected me himself, then why is he in so much shock now? Shouldn’t he be glad that I won’t bother him now? Carlisle frowns, “Your words are not going to change anything.” He looks at me, and his gaze softens with affection. “She is chosen by fate to be with me.”

I was surprised yet impressed how fast that lie bubbled out. "Okay..." Evan’s voice trailed off. "I’ll let you get back to it. I love you and I'll call you later." "Love you too." I hung up. "I didn’t know you were on a call," Carlisle said with a faux frown. "But if it means he breaks up with you and you’re single..." His grin was wicked. "I’m all for it." "You're a menace," I groaned, rolling my eyes. Carlisle was all charm and danger wrapped in a package that made it hard to hate him."I don’t flirt without intention," he said, pulling two plates from my cupboard as if he owned the place.

More commanding. “You…” she whispered, heart racing. “You look just like Carlos.” “I’m Carl Thorn,” he said flatly. “His older twin brother.” Riley’s mind spun. She tried to stand, but dizziness hit her hard. Carl moved fast, crossing the room in two strides and catching her arm to steady her. The moment his skin touched hers, a spark shot through her body. She hated how good it felt. “Let go of me,” she snapped, pulling her arm away even though her body wanted to lean closer.