Twilight Characters Rosalie Novels & Stories

“She’s right. Sylvie, meet Rose, my mate.” Silence settled over us, Slyvies mouth opening and closing like a fish as she shifted her attention between us. The omega spluttered, quickly composing her face into a weak smile. “Oh? I had no idea. Sorry.” With that, the omega took a step forward, forwarding her hand in my mate's direction. “Hi, Rose. You must not know me. I am Luna Slyvie of the Brightmoon Pack…” Her suggestive wriggle turned to me for a second. “Umm…We used to go out for a while, but things did not work out.”

Elizabeth said "Okay," I replied, and she left the room, leaving me with Alice and Lestat. Lestat had grey eyes and long black hair. He was very tall and muscular. He was the most handsome man I had ever seen. I stayed silent, not knowing what to say to them. "Alice, I need to talk to Rose alone," Lestat said. His eyes were on mine. "Okay, I will go check on your sisters, Rose," Alice said, and then she left.

I bet Hector’s dying to see his best friend after so many years. ‘Years?’ Rola squinted. ‘She means full moons,’ stated Rum in a vexed tone. And before he said anything more, I dashed out of the door. 'Goddess blast it that girl! Rose!' The air shifted to make way for the glorious scent of orange peel. But Rola was the one who caught up with me instead. 'Rose!' Hand on my shoulder, she cried out in alarm. 'You need to wait for my cue!' The agitation in her voice and frown was reasonable, since I'm a stranger to the manor.

I stored that information away for future reference now that I was going to a place completely filled with them. The salty air mixed with the rocking of the ship wasn't doing any good for my stomach so I headed back inside the ship. I stopped at my brother's level and spotted them at a dingy table playing a card game. Felix looked up and spotted me right away. Before I would have assumed that was because he was really aware of his surroundings but now I think it's more to do with his vampiric capabilities. "Hey, Rose, had enough of the salty air?" "Yeah. What are you guys playing?" I take a seat in the spare chair.

I sighed against the table, I still have a long way to go before I am able to be fully confident in my magic to be powerful enough to tear down the magic shielding the castle. I heard a tender knock on the door. I knew who it was, and almost immediately the doors was opened and Rosalie marched in with a tray of drinks and snacks. I smiled at her, joining her on the wide bed. I pulled a muffin pie to my lips. "Hmmm. It gets better by the day" I pointed at the muffin. Rosalie blushed a little, stuffing her mouth as well. She was a wolf and one of the many friends Chris introduced to me. Apparently, there's a lot of people in the castle that hates being here just as much as I do.

Chapter Rosalie’s POV I stood shoulder to shoulder with Brad, my heart thundering in my chest as a ring of humans surrounded us. “Who are they?” Brad asked cautiously beside me. I lifted my hands slowly, palms out in peace. “I’m not your enemy,” I said firmly. “My name is Rosalie. I’m the werewolf who was once your prisoner. I’m here to help you.” A few of them tensed, and I saw their grips tighten around the hilts of their blades.

"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."

I walked past Estrella as she followed me to where Rosalie was sitting. Rosalie greeted me with a warm smile, "Beta Talon." "Miss Rosalie, just Talon, please." She was still weak, but more energetic compared to before. I could even see a healthy glow on her pale face. The bruises over her neck had faded. She was like an elegant and fragile China doll that should be treated with care. "So… am I moving soon?" Being a wolf she would have heard what we were talking about. She had a werewolf hearing after all. I didn't specifically plan to hide the conversation we just had from her. Sooner or later, she would have to know.

Rosalie was renowned across the Lycan territories for her stunning beauty and graceful demeanor. She possessed striking features, porcelain skin, and an aura that drew admiration from everyone around her. Yet, in this moment, as the reality of Serenity's presence sank in, her face twisted with disgust and deep-seated resentment. Her blue eyes flashed with anger, the kind that simmered beneath the surface before erupting. "Why could she be with him?" Rosalie demanded, her voice sharp. "Has his curse been lifted?" "No idea," her friend answered honestly. "But if it has happened, you will be the first to be called."

Beta Axel gasped and shook his head in disbelief. "Please help me, set me free" Rosalie pleaded with her voice, small and harmless. Beta Axel, still being fooled by the mate bond, strolled to her and stared at her beautiful face. "H-Help me, please" She batted her long eyelashes at him. Beta Axel was charmed by this strange woman in front of him. He took his hands impulsively to the ropes that tied her, they didn't affect him because he wasn't a vampire. Rosalie smiled evilly when he began loosening the ropes around her body.