Rosalie Twilight Backstory Novels & Stories

I cursed the moon goddess for giving me a mate who is this younger than me, it's normal for us wolves since we live for eternity, but the gap between us changes a lot of things, including our mindset. Like, I'm almost 50 and she is 18. It's almost like putting up with a child that just doesn't listen to anything I say. 'Did you got anything on the INFO I asked?' I mind-linked my beta, Milo. I have asked him to do a background check on Rose, she may look normal, but for some reason, she is just not right, I can feel her fear, an overwhelming fear, surpassing the fear she has for me. "I sent men to get information on her but nobody seems to know a person named Rose Valentine, nobody seems to k

“No, I know he kept some of it back but he told me the gist of what happened. They were cursed and slaughtered.” “I’m sorry, Rose. It should have been me that told you. I wanted to and I was going to once this mess was taken care of.” I can tell he’s genuinely sorry and I don’t blame him for not telling me right away. Being a valerian doesn’t sound like it’s a pleasant thing to be. I already find myself wishing I was just a regular human. I feel human and I’ve never thought I was different but being here is opening up my eyes.

“Says here she is deceased.” “Does it have a pic?” Asrar asked running his hands through his hair. Avalon enlarged the picture on her tablet before passing it over. Asrar saw it and knew right away she was the women. Those emerald green eyes where the replica of the girls. Avalon gently took back the tablet as she ran some pictures through the school basses till she found one from a high school back in Gastin. She rotated the tablet to him and he nearly buckled looking at her. The beauty he saw at the airport was right there. “Rosalie Brightale.” Avalon spoke as she tried to find anything else but nothing. “She graduated in Gastin but never went to college.”

Wiping away the tears that streamed down her face, Melody leaned down to kiss Rosalie on the forehead before leaving her room. Downstairs, Benjamin was attending to the twins with the assistance of Paul and his sister Cleo. Trapped in the forest with no guidance to help them get home, Rosalie eventually passed out from screaming and using up her energy, and just as she collapsed on the floor, two wolves emerged from behind the trees. One was slightly smaller than the other as they walked toward the bodies. Leaning down as they sniffed them, the smaller wolf immediately began whimpering as she recognized Rosalie and the twins.

“Well then, now it has character. You’re welcome.” I didn’t smile. But it was close. She left after that. I watched her go with coffee in one hand, a broken phone in the other, and a fire I hadn’t seen in… I didn’t even know how long. Later that day, I told Sebastian to find out who the hell she was. He came back with her name. Rosalie Stone. Only child of a drowning textile mogul. Parents were deep in debt before they passed. She sold off what was left of their legacy and vanished from the city like smoke.

They were trying to talk to him yet all Emilio was doing was nod in return. I smiled, I guess, this is progress too. “Is that your son?” I heard someone’s voice from beside me and saw a girl approach me. She had red hair and hazel colored eyes. Even though she had a unique set of features, the most amazing thing about her was her aura. It seems so naive and nice. “Ah-Yes,” I answered, “That’s my son, Emilio.” She smiled back, “They’re my twins, Leo and Theo.” She extended her hand towards me, “I’m Rosalie. Nice to meet you.”

My eyes were still tightly closed. "stop...no...your breath stinks "I heard myself muttering that consistently. I heard a dark chuckle and the warm thing on my jaw moved slowly, slightly teasing upwards. "Here's the rope you asked for tiger." A female voice interrupted. He stepped away from me. My legs gave way underneath me and I slowly buckled to the floor. My hair was already messy and matted and annoyingly sticking to my face.

With was more than the bastard deserved but she had so much of her own shit to deal with. She found allies in the most unexpected places, Rosalie Moretti, gave her an in she didn’t know she needed. Roman Moretti was looking for Nightshade yet he slept beside her every night. It was almost comical. she’d found a friend in Rosalie. They formed a deadly alliance. A world renowned Blackhat hacker and a poisons' expert friends. Who would have thought. They were a deadly combination. Rosalie has been lying dead over the last two months, she’s finally come back to play and now that she’s formed a bond with Rosalie, Charlotte planned to keep that friendship until the day she got her revenge and took

And I decided to change, to stop the drug lifestyle I had started and to take my life back. I opened a bookstore, which is doing quite well, I even have an assistant. It was much later that I learned who this mysterious man was. Calvin Lloyd, the alpha of the Twilight Pack. He had given me a mischievous look before holding out his hand, eyes as blue as the sky, he must have been twenty-eight years old. It was his hand that he had caressed his sex, I think I blushed when I recognized it. I didn't grab his hand and for three years now we've been fighting a cold war, me to hide the attraction I have for him, and him because he's a big jerk and nothing else. I wonder if he knows it was me that d

"I know that. I'm not asking you to do anything weird. Just hold it together, okay? Remember, you've got a fiancée. If you get any funny ideas about me, that's harassment." Felix reluctantly approached. Squeezing some body wash onto his hands, he started rubbing her back. As his hands touched her silky skin, his mind began to wander. "Rosalie, do I really have another fiancée?" He had to change the subject somehow. "Mhmm." Thankfully, Rosalie decided she had teased him enough. "She's in Yartford, and her family's considered top-tier in Dragonia. I only found out recently. To be blunt, she's even more impressive than Xena."