Rosalie Twilight Novels & Stories

Waking up today wasn’t my intention. I had a long day ahead of me and of course, I’m always the one who has to work hard. I wasn’t an adopted child, I wasn’t a stepdaughter, but I had an annoying twin sister. Veronica Summers, my identical twin was the opposite of me. She was pampered more by my mum and dad and always caused trouble - of course, I’m always the one to be blamed.

My phone lit up with a video call from Rosie at two in the morning. I turned on the screen recording function before answering. The screen immediately filled with bare, flushed skin and Rosie’s breathless moans. What they were doing did not need explaining. Tyler’s teasing voice rang out. “Rosie, isn’t this exciting? Your future husband’s right next door. If you scream louder, he might hear everything.” “You little devil! Be gentler! So what if he hears? He loves me so much. He won’t say a word even if he finds out.”

Her lips were rosy, naturally pink without any of the tints Lindsey painted on, and she was of average height. "You're one hell of a pretty girl, you know that?" I said, leaning my head against her shoulder. "Like, really. You could probably have anyone in this castle if you wanted." She snorted. "Anyone? Including the grumpy Beta who looks at everyone like they personally offended him?"

she asks, and now that she mentions it, I am curious. “I am,” I say to her and she chuckles and so does Dragus. “Darkness is attracted to light. You are your ancestor’s heir. That is why Gaia took you in. She could never explain why she was drawn to you, but I knew. It is because of the light inside of you, Rosa. You are powerful enough to bring the Goddess of Hell out of the darkness and to calm her down and show her love. You even protected Sassa and Skoll and Charlie without even knowing it. You are Rosalie’s heir.”

A Different Kind of Darkness After leaving Court, Rose becomes a different kind of Darkness. With the help of a few new friends and a few old ones, Rose wreaks havoc on Strigoi, but will all that Darkness comes the light only he can bring. In the Eyes of Roza If green is good and gold is bad, why does she have both? Dimitri's move to America is accompanied with mysterious happenings. Can he get to his Roza before she turns gold? The fate of his life lies in the eyes of Roza. ~Victoria

When I was done brushing and taking my bath, I changed into a pair of black leggings and a light blue sweater when I noticed the weather was a bit chilly. I packed my curls in a bun and left my room, nearly bumping into Anya. "Oh, dearie! I was just about to come and wake you up for breakfast!" she exclaimed with a cherry tone. "Good morning, Anya," I greeted the woman. "Good morning to you too. Follow me. I'm sure you must be starving," she said and turned to leave. "You have no idea," I mumbled and followed after her. "You haven't told me your name yet," she said to me. "Oh, I apologize. I'm Rosaline, but people call me Rose," I told her. she turned around to look at me and I felt a little

My name is Alexandria Rivers. I am 17 years old. I am the daughter of Joyce & Edward Rivers, Beta's to Alpha Brian Jackson of the Green Wood pack. My brother, Tyler Rivers, is best friends with the future Alpha Mason Jackson, and also next in line to become Beta. Alpha Brian and Luna Samantha have always been very kind to me. Mason and I began dating in middle school, and Luna Samantha has been teaching me how to be a Luna, in case Mason and I are mates. I finally get to shift and find my mate in 1 week. I'm really hoping Mason is my mate. My mother says that with the mate bond, you can feel what she described as "Sparks" when you touch your mate. Mason and I have both noticed a tingling sen

and exiting the dining room with the other maids. “Jared informed me you are going to New York tomorrow,” Rosalie stated as she entered the dining room. She was wearing a lavender sleeved pencil dress with a bow collar which made her look like Jacky O, complete with her white blonde hair, dark blue eyes and flawless skin. She sat herself adjacent to her husband, facing Aurora and Jared who were seated side by side. Remembering this, Aurora glanced at Jared who was also looking at her. “I don’t think I can come,” she started.

Because if I didn’t stop this— There would be nothing left of me to save. _______ ROSALIE'S POV~ I had just peeled off my dress, leaving it in a pool by the door, and slipped into one of Ezra’s oversized black shirts—one I stole without shame because it smelled like him. I have no idea why it was soothing. I mean his clothes. The moment I sat down in front of the dresser, I winced. The cut on my forehead tugged again, sore and stubborn, refusing to be ignored. I opened the ointment and squeezed a little onto my finger, carefully dabbing it near the wound when—

Cadence wasn't sure what to make of her, though, and a small part of her, the insecure, confused, vulnerable part, wondered if she was Luca's girlfriend. "Hi. Is Luca home?" she asked. "Yes, he is." The blonde moved aside to let her in. Cadence caught a whiff of vervain as she brushed past her. "I'm Rosalie," the girl introduced herself as she closed the door behind her. "You're a witch," Cadence blurted out. Rosalie's eyes crinkled at the corners as she laughed. "What gave me away?" "The vervain clinging all over you." Cadence returned her smile, adding while her gaze skimmed through the room, "and I'm Cadence."