Rosalie Twilight Novels & Stories

The older woman's kind face was etched with worry, her hands clasped tightly in front of her crisp uniform. Emma sat up quickly, smoothing her rumpled clothes. She could feel the imprint of the couch's pattern on her cheek and inwardly cringed at how disheveled she must look. "Roseline? What time is it?" "It's just past midnight, ma'am," Roseline replied softly, her voice barely above a whisper, as if she was afraid to disturb the stillness of the night. Emma's eyes darted to the front door, hope and anxiety warring within her. "Has James arrived yet?"

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.

Beauty of a Snowflake Rosie spent the following few days after Thanksgiving packing. Her and Tamara were heading on a road trip a few hours away, back home to see their family for the Christmas holidays. After New Years, when they had gotten back to the campus, it wasn't long before Rosie ran into Anthony. She stopped at the library to pick up a book. On her walk back home, she had run right into someone's chest. "Woah," Anthony held onto her shoulders, stabilizing her. "Apologies." He bent down to pick up her book that had fallen. He glanced down at the cover. "Harry Potter, huh?"

She pulled the scroll out as she quickly walked over to a table, and she unrolled the scroll out on the table. Rosabella got a piece of paper, and she wrote the names of her birth parents. Rosabella looked at the names of her birth parents, and she spoke. "So, my real parents' names are Ivan and Victoria. They are the King and Queen of the Kingdom of Rose-Snow-Gold. So I am a princess and royalty. I wonder what the name of the Kingdom that the late Queen is from." Rosabella walked over to the slot, and she got every Royal Kingdoms' scrolls out. Rosabella placed them on a chair as she slowly unrolled the scrolls and placed them to one side.

Rosalie looked over at her and smiled. “You know Ryan would never do anything to hurt you.” Rosalie told her as she walked over. Both girls where in sweaters and joggers. They where going for warmth and comfort on the chill fall evening. Rosalie still getting over the fact she missed all summer. She was actually looking forward to swimming in the lake specially with Asrar’s dragon.

this way the atmosphere lightens for a bit for them to relax. "I'm Falkor Dalton and she's my mate Elora Astor" their smiles mean how they care for each other. "Marty Russey here this is also my mate Teyla Vixen" "Idris Voss here" "She must be your mate also?" I ask pointing to the other girl who wasn't introduced yet. "I'm Donna Enix and Idris isn't my mate," the girl said. "Oh, I thought he is your mate or Endrich? Are you all partners here? Fascinating but it twists my stomach out of nowhere"

I was surprised to see such a gentle side of Rosalie. A tall, charming young man and a bright, smiling young lady ran around freely in the gentle summer night breeze. It was just like a scene straight out of a movie, but I couldn't enjoy it. I felt a chill run through every part of my body. For the first time, Rosalie felt like a stranger to me. She was a prodigy known by everyone in the state. She was accepted to Baston College before turning 18 years old, and at 21, she was already a rising star in academia.

At Raven's subtle gesture, Rein and Calder collapsed at our feet. I called forth my enchanted sword, gently resting its blade against Rein's throat. "The world may fear us sisters, but there are those who hold us dear: the High King of Heaven, the Whispering Witch, the Pomegranate Moon Witch...and Kael and Raven. Their presence keeps hope alive, holding back the tide of chaos. "However, as for you, you're about to wade through your very own maelstrom of chaos." Together, Serena and I unleashed our power, driving them both to the edge of death.

He let out a painful shriek, clutched at his eyes, and swung his sword wildly. Just then, Rosalie finally came swooping down from above on her broomstick. She still had a half-eaten baguette in her hand. "Who's there? It's the middle of the night, and you're ruining my beauty sleep!" The moment Prince Adrian heard her voice, he abruptly stopped. Ignoring his still-bleeding eyes, he stared at Rosalie hovering in midair as a deeply unsettling look of joy spread across his face. "It's you. I finally found you! Give me the antidote now! Give me the power inside those damned slippers!"

Our cab had already arrived, so we got in and headed straight for Reno’s Boutique — one of the biggest in New York. I’d only heard about the place from Marielle, but stepping inside was something else entirely. The glass walls gleamed, the scent of expensive perfume filled the air, and designer dresses shimmered under the warm lights. I ran my fingers across one of them, smiling a little for the first time in days. Tessa and I started browsing through the racks. When we reached the trousers section, I picked a few to try on — and that was when I saw her. Marielle. She was clinging to Adrian’s arm like her life depended on it, laughing too loudly, too sweetly. The moment her eyes met mine, he