Novel & Cerita Rosalie Hale Birthday

It was still not proven that she was his Rose; he just had his doubts, so why was his heart aching after seeing her like that? He held all the photographs tightly, making them curl under his immense pressure. He gritted his teeth and placed every photo back in the pouch. He then shifted his attention towards the report. ***** Rose Woolridge Born to Lucas Woolridge and Willette Woolridge on 27th August, 1998, in Dandelion Hospital, Grandeur City. ***** Kingsley’s heart sank. He knew his Rose was born on 20th September, not 27th August. Was she not his Rose? But her mother looked so much like his aunt Willow. He focused his eyes on the report again.

She replied indifferently, "It's only been a few days, and you already can't handle it. Did you stop to think about how much Bentley suffered while you were hurting him? "It's Caleb's birthday today. Don't even think about ruining it. Once it's over and he's had a good time, I'll let you out." "Rosalie, the house is on fire! Please tell me where the key is!" I screamed hysterically. She sneered. "What trick are you trying to pull now? Wasn't killing Caleb's dog enough? Do you want to ruin his birthday too?" A man's voice cut through the noise. "Rosalie, come cut the cake."

Feelings could wait until I wasn't standing three feet from an unconscious woman while my chest tried to convince me the sun rose out of her ribcage. Fact one: Rosalie was Easton's girlfriend. Had been for two years. Long enough that half the clan assumed the mating bond between them was already a foregone conclusion, a formality waiting on a calendar date. Fact two: today was that date. Their twenty-first birthdays. The night their wolves were supposed to confirm what everyone already believed. Fact three: she was here. Half-dead in a war camp a three-day ride from IronVale, nowhere near the altar she should have been standing at.

The both of them sat there in silence and ate their Croissant. ************************ Hailey congratulated herself for a job well done. She was the one who pushed Rosaline off the stairs, her target was to get her into Frederick's arms. And she had succeeded. She was going to anything in her power and beyond to create a spark between them. She might always wear a poker face and act bitchy, but she always has her family's best interest in mind. She has been observing Rosaline right from the day she stepped foot into their house. And so far, all she could say is that she's the perfect fit for her brother, unlike Zara, the lying bitch. The thought of Zara made her remember Rosaline's car-chas

Rose clucked, looming just behind the office chair that held her husband's body. "Theo!" Rose spun the chair around. Facing each other, she caught Theo's faint smile. "Esmeralda's birthday is the day after tomorrow. I went inside looking for something I forgot." Silence. Rose was completely stunned. It was a coincidence that some time in the future was also her birthday. But Theo only remembered Esmeralda, his furry and beloved wife. "So what are you going to give your wife, huh?" Rose's arms were folded across her chest, as if executing Theo for her husband's ridiculous act of simply celebrating a moment of age for a husky who took a lot of advantage.

"She is OK; you are the one acting like an arrogant wolf!" Rosalie retorted. Sarah burst into laughter. She was 17 years old and stunning. She exuded self-assurance like any other strong, alpha female. Rosalie introduced herself to Sarah with courtesy and enthusiasm, saying, "I am happy to meet you, Sarah, and I hope you will join me for the next hunt." "It is forbidden for me to participate in the hunt until I reach the age of 18. I am 17 now. However, there is still one year left." She let out a sigh.

Rosalie stood up as Angelika entered her room. The girl was frowning, and could see in her eyes that she was worried. " Angelika, what is it?" The young woman closed the door and sat next to her on the bed, so Rosalie held her hands and the girl cried. The woman was with her heart racing, not knowing the reason for the tears of her daughter, she hugged comforting her even without knowing what afflicted her so much. Until after several minutes with Rosalie asking her, Angelika replied: " His birthday’s a week away, Mom."

Hayley questioned her inner thoughts. Meanwhile, Rosalie felt an unfamiliar emotion swell within her as she held Hayley close. She gently closed her eyes, savoring Hayley’s sweet scent, trying to determine if it reminded her of her daughter Hazel. Quickly dismissing the thought as absurd, Rosalie reminded herself that it had been twenty-nine years. Even if Hayley were her daughter, there was no way she could smell like Hazel. However, as she remained in Hayley's embrace, Rosalie could have sworn she detected a hint of familiarity in Hayley’s scent. Was it merely a figment of her imagination? She wondered.

Was he the one who convinced Madam Helen to celebrate her birthday? “Happy birthday, Mrs. Helen Connor,” he bowed, and Madam Helen smiled and took over the microphone stand. “Caleb here…” she waved her hands at him, “Is the reason why this birthday party is being held today. Everyone here knows that I don’t grandly celebrate my birthday, I always like to do it in solitude with no cakes or gifts. And we all are also aware of how he has been a guardian angel to my granddaughter, Rosy,” Madam Helen nodded toward me and all eyes turned to take a glance at me

With a fresh start, he seemed no different. Just as I was about to confront him, I heard a timid voice behind me calling out, "Hannah." Looking frail, Rosalie walked over with scars on her face, attracting everyone's attention. Seeing her, Jeffrey immediately greeted her with pity. "What happened? How did you become like this? Who hurt you?" Before Rosalie could answer, Jeffrey immediately turned around and glared at me, "Hannah, you really like playing dirty, don't you?" I was about to explain, but Rosalie interjected, "It's nothing serious. I accidentally bumped into something on my way here. Today is Hannah's birthday. Although she has never liked me, I still wanted to wish her a happy bi