Rosalie Hale Novels & Stories

The maid nodded in response and fell a step back out of respect. Rosalie didn't bother to glance at her reflection as she rose to her feet. It didn't look like she was going to her own marking ceremony but to some ordinary event. The palace was decorated beautifully. Each and every corridor announced the union of Avalona and Attiha. She was taken to the hall by Hendrix himself who did a poor job of hiding the frown between his brows. Clearly, he still did not approve of her decision. Her feet begged her to retreat when they reached the entrance of the hall. Her wolf had served all contacts with Rosalie. The door drew open and tears stung the back of her eye. She dropped her gaze and struggle

Rosalie was only twenty-one years old this year and she was actually a year younger than Sophie. Nevertheless, for the past eighteen years since her birth, Sheldon had been unaware of her existence. Rosalie’s biological mother, whose name was Yashita Harker, was the eldest daughter in the Harker family, one of the top four martial arts families. She was one of Sheldon’s bodyguards a long time ago. She wasn’t only beautiful, but she was also a very capable woman and she was an elite among the Schulz family’s bodyguards back then.

Knowing the woman was deranged in the past, Rosalie couldn't dismiss that possibility. Looking at Hayley again, Rosalie observed her closely, grappling with the question of whether this could truly be her daughter or simply another individual. The details Hayley shared seemed too significant to be random coincidences. Something was amiss, and Rosalie felt a pressing need to uncover the truth. If it turned out that Hayley was indeed her biological daughter, Heaven saved Wendy because she would ensure Wendy faced dire consequences for her actions.

"Wait... send who up? Who was in your room, Ms Hale?" "Her ex-husband," Rosa answered for me, her tone completely flat as she set her mixing bowl down and reached for a kitchen towel. She looked at me with a calm, unblinking focus that told me she wasn't intimidated by my glare in the slightest. "Tyler came by the estate when Ms. Hale here was right in the middle of her afternoon nap, and I asked him to walk right upstairs because I knew she would be awake soon."

This was it; the moment I’d waited my life for. Rosa started down the aisle first. Rosa was Leila’s nurse at the hospital, and her best friend. Leila had insisted that we pay for their airfare, and Rosa and her husband, Henry, had flown over to be with her on her special day. Rosa gave me a wink, smiling as she passed, then took her place at the altar. Although she knew that I was a vampire, she didn’t ask questions. Her motto seemed to be that if Leila was happy, so was she.

Roman stood near the window, two investigators waiting beside him, a file already resting on the table. “Sit down,” Roman said. “I’d rather stand.” He nodded and gestured for the investigator to continue. The man opened the file. “Her name is Margaret Hale.” The name meant absolutely nothing to me. “I don’t know anyone by that name.” “Margaret Hale is the widow of Gerald Hale,” the investigator said, and the room went quiet in a way that made my skin prickle. “Gerald Hale,” I repeated slowly. Cole looked at me carefully. “Does that name sound familiar?”

she smiled but she wasn’t looking at Rain, she was looking at Alexander. “I’ll lead the way,” the woman even had deep dimples in her cheek when she smiled, she also looked like she knew the kind of effect she had on the people around her. “I’m Rosa Valentine,” she said even though no one fucking asked her for her name. “I’m the manager, the second I heard that you were having a meeting in our humble establishment, I took it upon myself to welcome you personally and see to it that everything will be to your liking,” Great, she was also an ass kisser.

Rubbing my eyes, I sit up straight and was about to stand up when a voice stops me from doing so. “Hello,” Looking towards the source of the voice, I notice another Sister of Selene. She was wearing the usual white robe, the hood was covering half of her face, and that shiny red lipstick. Glaring at her, I made it a point to cross my arms over my chest as well to show her that I really did not like waking up over here. Not to mention it was due to their priestess. She wasn’t even trying to hide the fact that she did something to make me faint. “Your next step is thru the salon. You have to have your hair cut.” Looking at her like she grew another head, I clench my jaw. “Gloria made me faint.

It is only while she is getting dressed that it dawns on her what has been said in the phone conversation and she tries to speed up. Christopher Harris watches, as his girlfriend gets dressed for work in the early hours of the morning. He does not like the power that David Oswald holds over her. His friends have told him that this will soon change but he does not believe it. Alice looks more besotted with this man than she was with him. That isn’t right; it isn’t right at all. “What can be so important that you have to go into the office at…?” He looks at the clock and sees the time, “Fuck’s sake you’ve only been in for an hour?”

Rosalie wasn’t wearing heels now; she had a pair of white converse sneakers on with a pair of bright pink overalls. It was comical because his wife was 5 foot nothing and Selena was 5’11. “I could speak to the chef who cooks our meals about adding something for you. But I’m sure what your preferences are…” Rosalie extended an invitation yet to Roman’s ears it sounded like she was telling Selena to fuck off.