Twilight Rosalie Necklace Novels & Stories

"Take good care of it. It will bring you luck." "Thank you, Mom. I will." Unbeknownst to Bella, the gem at the center of the rose on her necklace sparkled for a moment. At the same time, in the palace, the wolf of King Haydn Tude sensed it. His fingers touched his own necklace, which bore an almost identical design, except with a sword and a crown. Clearly, these two necklaces were a pair. Haydn’s Pov

Rosa could hardly believe her own ears and became even more suspicious of her mother and father, who were just something out of place that none of them were willing to tell her about, but she was so curious to find out what. Her makeup had gone a little further before Chloe showed up in her bedroom. Chloe looked stunning, as often, with a designer Jade dress and the most real-looking fake silver necklace that Rosa had seen in a while. Of course, no werewolf was able to wear the real stuff if they didn't want their skin burnt off. "Girl you look bomb," she said to her friend with the first real smile she had all evening and not the fake one that she had been practicing on herself since mornin

She decides to pretend to be occupied with her phone. Nothing like a hundred watchful gazes to make one uncomfortable in their own skin. Rosalie had a lighter complexion, compared to her father who had a stunning gingerbread complexion. She has neat brows arched above her round eyes. A freckle dotted above her left cheekbone, a straight nose, plump dark lips, a small chin and jaw. She wears her school uniform and a pair of white sneakers. Rosalie's shiny dark hair was fastened into a ponytail. Cole adored the white bow with a rhinestone sparkling; in its center, and pinned neatly to the base of her ponytail. Rosalie was like a princess…

I get some rings and brooch for all men in our family and also for my Papa. Now for me I have set aside two pendants and three rings. Which one should I take I don't know. I already spent and could only buy one from everything. I look at the ring which changes colour in light from white to blue and red sometimes. This one I like the most but I look at one necklace which I like too. It simple heart shaped silver single chain necklace. Inside it is a delicately designed rose shaped red jewel with thorns shapes around it. I hold them both and think of which one to choose. But I put them both down when I see something. I ask the lady to show me and buy it on the spot. Even though I was disappoin

A hefty tip. The woman's eyes widened slightly, but she took it and uttered a low thanks before going back to do her job. "Yes," I murmured, still getting used to being associated with a name I knew almost nothing about except for the power and protection that came with it. "Nikolai," he held out a hand. "It is nice to meet you, Black Rose." I took his hand, not wanting to be rude. His palms were soft, dry, and the warmth of it caught me off guard. He held me longer than necessary before letting go.

"Also, dig those black roses out, root and all. The very sight of them irritates me!" - Thirty minutes later, Alfie rushed into the study, clearly panicking. "Mr. Garnett! We've searched the whole villa, but there's no sign of Ms. Smith! But… But…" John clicked his tongue, pursing his lips as he narrowed his eyes sharply. "But, what? Speak properly!" Alfie took a deep breath, and did his best to finish his sentence. "We found Ms. Smith's clothes and phone in the soil beneath the black roses… along with a human skeleton!"

None of that mattered, though, when the one thing I wanted… was so distant from me. I made it back to camp and went into my tent to shift into my human form and get dressed. I examined the necklace. The moment I saw it, I thought of my Rosalie. Pure and perfect. It would look great on her slender and graceful neck. The pearls were of the highest quality, and the clasp was made of pure gold. Last time I made her a flower crown. Sooner or later, I would make her a real crown to go with this necklace. Happy with the present, I made my way to her tent and picked up some wild flowers in the woods nearby.

The family's resolve hardened, united against the darkness threatening their pack. Tristan's gaze wandered to Rosalind's neck, where a delicate necklace glimmered in the soft candlelight. The pendant's intricate design seemed to dance across his vision, sparking curiosity. "Rosalind, where did you get that?" he asked, his voice low and inquiring. Rosalind's hand instinctively rose to the pendant, her fingers tracing the curves as if seeking comfort. "Mother gave it to me," she replied, her voice barely above a whisper.

Rosalie Adrien Vasanten had orchestrated a romantic candlelit dinner for me at one of the country's most expensive restaurants, tugging at my heartstrings. The fact that the entire venue was rented for the night, made me feel like a queen. To top it off, he surprised me with a stunning dress from Opulence, a red off-shoulder knee-length floral embroidered gown I had admired since the first time it was shipped to the store, complemented by black stilettos and exquisite diamond rose gold teardrop earrings and matching necklace that he also surprised me with.

"Now, if you'll excuse us, I think I see Diego and his missus," With that, the two went around meeting the rest of the people, hugging the parents and wishing them a Merry Christmas, Nicole getting caught up in a conversation with Rosalie as Salvatore was pulled away by Arsenio. "Oh, that's a beautiful necklace," Rosalie gushed at her daughter-in-law as Nicole touched the delicate rubies around her neck. "A gift from Salvatore?" "Yes," She couldn't help but chuckle, everyone being well aware of his exquisite taste.