Rosalie Cullen Novels & Stories

“By the way, Caro has changed Rose’s scent so that she can’t be identified as my or that woman’s daughter to make sure that your wolf remembers her new scent for two days.” “Noted. Alpha.” “Calvinnnn!! I’m here.” Roselet arrived carrying a small purse, a hat on her head, and goggles on her eyes. “You’re looking beautiful.” “Thank you.” Roselet smiled and gave her the box of her goggles to keep in his pocket. “This doesn’t fit in my purse.” “Yeah! Yeah, I can see that.” Calvin nodded his head, wondering why the hell Tiara got such a small purse for Roselet. He leaned toward her to carry her when she slapped his chest softly.

They had been dating for over two years now, and she suspected he was about to propose. She was about to pick up the call when a male walked in. He was dressed in an all-black business suit and looked very important. Not wanting to get queried by HR, Rosalie put down her phone and gave all her attention to the male, she would call Nikel later. “Hello, Rosalie .” The male said one single word, but it set her heart racing. Rosalie knew that voice. “Hello, Carl.” She said simply while her heart hammered against her chest. Carl was a beta from Alpha Jacqueline's pack, a Werewolf! How had he found her? Was this a mere coincidence?

Rosalie instantly woke up from the shame she had just felt and asked offhandedly, "Steven? How did he come to Aurous Hill? Did he come to target you, Mr. Wade?!" Charlie shook his head and said, "No, Steven is here to find Helen Dunn and Sophie Schulz.” "Huh?" Rosalie was even more puzzled, "Why would he be the one to find Ms. Helen and Sophie?" Rosalie was under house arrest here. Despite not suffering at all, she had little contact with the outside world. There was no cell phone and computer which had access to outside information channels. Therefore, Rosalie did not know that a huge event had happened in Aurous Hill recently.

Rachel pulled the curtains, a soft 'oh!!' escaping her lips. "Awwn!, isn't he an absolute cutie!!" - Bennett/Marceline squealed happily, her hands held firmly together as she desperately resisted pinching Dean's pale, soft cheeks. "It's too bad that he's in this state, courtesy of that Irina bitch!!" - Rachel gritted her teeth, her hands balling into tight fists. "Selene, are you truly not going to pursue this?!. That wretched witch can't possibly get away with what she's done, she literally tried to kill you!!"

" I'm not a party pooper , maybe the poor post box's fate didn't seem to reach your eyes , I need to ask you this straight even if you kick me out of our room. Do you or do you not know how to drive ?" " I brought us home safely " hearing his question she felt a bit awkward and tried to dodge it but the scowl on his face remained intact as he repeated " do you know how to drive ?" She didn't answered and Aiden didn't needed one with her hesitation , he already guessed it " You , Mrs Cullen aren't living the house ever without a chauffeur " Rosalie wanted to follow him but suddenly her head jerked and she looked at the southern grove of forest , she didn't knew how but she could sense that so

"Oh, right. Have you looked into her background?" "I did, and nothing seems suspicious." Yvonne stood up, dusting her hands before crossing her arms, her expression serious as she recalled the information she had gathered. "Her name is Rosalie James, third daughter of Kurtis James and Tessa Marina Hart. They live on the northern outskirts of the city with a clean record, no history of infractions or criminal activity."

Rosanna grinned, her eyes curving into two crescent slits as she extended a hand toward Jazmine. "Hi, I'm Rosanna Oleson. Colin's fiancee." "Is there anything else we can help you with?" I asked, turning to look at Jazmine. Jazmine's eyes were red-rimmed as she shook her head and stumbled off, sobbing quietly under her breath. Meanwhile, Rosanna told her bodyguard behind her, "That lady seems to need some emotional support. Send her home safely." Then, she turned to me and said, "Colin, what do you think about this dress?"

At ten thirty the next morning, Rosalie arrives at JFK. Aiden called her the night before and made her promise—repeatedly—that Uncle Julian would not have to land in New York and go to his hotel all alone. So Rosalie went to bed before midnight for once and woke early enough to reach International Arrivals ahead of his flight. She finds an empty massage chair, sits, and reaches for her card. Before she can start it, her phone rings. Henry Collins, Cole’s U.S. managing director, is calling. He is also overseeing the fashion house’s upcoming collaboration with TÉRA.

She couldn’t move her feet, she couldn’t control her lungs, she couldn’t breathe. “Its been so long,” the blue eyed man replied. That voice. He was beautiful but it wasn’t his beauty that had succeeded in turning Rain inside out. Far from it actually. Rain knew she wasn’t going insane, and when his blue eyes finally met hers and narrowed in that familiar sinister way...She knew that she was definitely not seeing things. “Who’s the pretty lady?” It was him. “This is my assistant, Rain Coleman,” He was right here in front of her. “A pleasure to meet you, Miss Coleman,” It was Cullen.

Cassie smiled to herself. The driver opened the door and helped each of them out of the carriage then unloaded the luggage. They were met by the door man and the butler. "Master Nathan regents that he can not greet you right now, I have been asked to show you to your rooms. He will meet you at dinner this evening," the Butler said. Marcella was appalled that he was being rude. Victor just nodded. Cassie's mind was on what he had said. Dinner, what did he mean by that. They never ate human food. Well not her parents anyway. Maybe there were other guest already here. Her parents were taken to one part of the huge mansion while Cassie was taken to another. Her luggage was brought up Cassie look