Twilight Rosalie Necklace Novels & Stories

Once Draco was crowned, he spoiled me shamelessly. To make up for our interrupted wedding, he carpeted the kingdom in my favorite Aurora Roses. They bloomed only at the rim of the frozen abyss, each flower worth a fortune, its petals glittering like starlight. "Do you like them?" Draco wrapped his arms around me from behind and rested his chin at the curve of my neck, his voice lazy and sinfully seductive. He toyed with a strand of my hair, then slipped a necklace glowing faint blue around my throat as if conjuring it from thin air.

Once upon a time, I loved freedom so much, but his words made me fold my wings. I began to live under his protection. In those five years we'd been together, we spent countless nights in this rose manor. And he would tell me he would marry me at the end of each one. But it wasn't until now that I realized his promises were worthless. He had given me nothing except the bracelet. False prince, false love, and poor roses... Before the tears fell, I broke the bracelet that didn't really fit. Jeffrey could never keep roses. There were two days left. Then Dad would arrive.

“The cloaking spell can detect traces of higher beings. Witches are trained to recognize hunter signatures specifically.” His jaw tensed, fingers curling around the steering wheel. If the hunter sylph had picked up the salamanders' trace, they should've already closed in fast. But he wasn’t about to sit around waiting for them to show up—not when Arah was out there, unaware of the danger. “Can you track them?" “I can try.” Roselia raised one hand, revealing an obsidian pendulum necklace swaying over her open palm. It moved erratically. She wore sunglasses to hide her whitened eyes, but he bet she had a spell active to sense what was around her.

***** ❦ Rosalind ❦ It was stunning, like a sunset on fire. My fingers hovered over the collar-style necklace with a halo of smaller padparadscha sapphires interlinked with rose-shaped settings of white gold. I couldn’t accept this. Or could I? It’s my birthday, there shouldn’t possibly be a clause to a simple gift, could there? “Turn around,” he said, his deep voice sending my heart into a little dance. I did. And soon, I felt his hands circle my neck, placing the cold necklace around it.

Stepping forward, Rosalie greeted the children first, both of them gasping at the sight of her. Rosalie wore a gorgeous maroon lace off-shoulder dress which was longer from the back than the front, paired with a golden necklace around her neck and her hair tied into a simple ponytail. Her hairs clicked against the marble as she greeted the others, noticing Arcangelo's gaze following her until she came up to the two. "Merry Christmas, Vincent." Rosalie smiled with maroon lips as Vincent grinned in response. "Merry Christmas!"

Instantly, her face flushed with embarrassment. "It's better than your raggedy clothes..." she mumbled. Before she could finish, Rose suddenly pulled out her own necklace from the inside of her collar. When she opened her swan lock, there was a rare gem—am Angel Tear! The woman was dumbfounded and looked at Rose in shock. Nancy stared at the deflated woman and walked over to them suspiciously. Rose quickly stashed away the Angel Tear and the black swan necklace hung from her fair neck.

A smile surfaced on her face when Blythe lifted her gaze and their eyes met right away, looking like she had something to say but not asking away. "You've got a nice necklace, huh..." Both of their eyes flew directly on her necklace which was peeking through her deep Vneck shirt. It's a silver plated necklace that comes with a kind of weird pendant like a lovely silver flower when it's closed, particularly an unbloomed rose engraved with red and blue stones in each of its petals. But when you pull the tiny trigger on its tip, it will eventually form a little dagger with wings on its handle.

No matter what he did for her. “It's only because he's guilty. None of it means anything.” She mumbled to herself. The make-up artist Natalie had brought over did her job and smiled proudly, “I rarely praise myself for a job I've done, but girl you look beautiful!” “She definitely does!” Natalie added as she applied her own lipstick. “I love this! Thank you, Melody.” Rose smiled. Rose wore a white Bob tube top and black pants. She had a special necklace on - it was made of small, shiny stones that went around her neck in a circle, with a big, sparkly flower in the middle.

I walked closer to her, hiding the necklace behind me. “How do I look?” She giggled. “Enchanting.” I smiled. “Ta-da!” I showed the necklace to her. “My goodness!” She gasped. “Is this not the famous Lumière Èternelle that the heiress to the Rossini fashion empire and celebrated style icon has in her collections?”

Rose asked in amazement. "I prepared them when I found out that I have a family." He answered. "Come, I have a gift for you." He said to Rose. She stood up and walked to him. He led her to the mirror and made her face it. He brought out a silver necklace that had ROSE engraved on it. It's simple but special. Rose touched it and smiled. He brought out a set of earrings that had R engraved on them as well. Rose watched as he helped her wear the necklace and earrings and said, "thank you!!"