Why Did Rosalie Hate Bella Novels & Stories

"Brandon just left your ward. Don't tell me you're trying to weasel out of our bet. You lost, so why are you still clinging to him?" Rosalie met her gaze, eyes blazing. "I'm not. I promised I'd leave him, and I won't back out now." Nina's expression hardened. "Then stay away from him. Quit showing up everywhere he goes." Rosalie couldn't be bothered to argue with Nina. She tried to get back up but accidentally knocked her foot against Nina's leg. Nina flew into a rage. "Shove her head into the toilet!" she barked at the people holding Rosalie down.

Showing her what could have been hers but would never be. Rosalie struggled to still her erratic breathing, to take back the heart she had already given, but it was no use. “I have always known you had a crush on Alpha Jacqueline, but I thought you were over him,” Clara chirped nervously. “I thought at least now you’ve made love with another male, you’d forget.” A thought occurred to her “oh no! Please don’t tell me it was the Alpha you made love with the previous night.” Rosalie nodded, and then, she just couldn’t sit still anymore. She dashed off the bed and out of her room.

How could Bella threaten anyone, let alone Louis' fans? "You know I'm impatient, right?" Rose insisted. “You want to know?” "Yes!" “I sent her a video of me and Louis making out intimately. If I recall, maybe that video was too much. Maybe it's so disgusting that the girl can't bear to look at me!” Bella exclaimed casually. “Wow! Why didn't I think of it? Send it to me too! I will sell that video for a very high price later." Bella laughed with satisfaction at Rose's words.

She released his hand and he shook it in pain, he twisted it properly and it came to its normal. "Why are you here? Are you here to kill me?" Beta Kyle asked, suspiciously and curiously staring at her. Rosalie smiled and stood straight; "Aren't you the one who came up to me and tapped me without any reason?" Beta Kyle smirked and stared at her, he was inwardly adoring her beauty. She was one of the most beautiful women he had seen and her figure was one of a kind. Rosalie noticed his lewd gaze on her and it made her a little uncomfortable and somewhat sheepish.

River chuckled. “You want to tattle to Serenity? Go ahead. If you complain to her, I’ll go complain to Old Mr. Lafayette. “Better yet, I’ll tell the whole city that you took advantage of me and are refusing to take responsibility.” Rosalie took a deep breath, forcing herself to stay calm. Then, she retorted, “Go ahead. Why stop there? Just say I slept with you and then abandoned you! Do you dare?” River fell silent for a moment before replying, “Rosalie, do you actually have feelings for me? Did you target me all these years because you like me?”

Rosie pov, My heart pained when I saw the hate in her eyes.. I never even dreamed that she would try to kill me.. What I did to her that even she was ready to kill me ??.. I always thought that I was unworthy to receive her sacred friendship but today she was treating me like the person she hate most.. What happened to her ??.. I heard her angry voice, "Bit*h.. Why you are staring at my face without saying anything??" Leka raised her hand to hit me but at that same time gowri came and told her in submissive tone,

But, she knew she’d take the bullet all over again. Rosalie summoned every ounce of strength in her body to lift and hold his face between her cold hands. “Hakeem, I love you much, more than you could ever know. I want you to remember that.” “I love you, Rose.” He cried, “I can’t lose you, plea … please don’t leave me.” Rosalie wanted to bawl, but she had to be strong for him. She refused to believe this was the end of them. They didn’t get to visit the beach or go to his Homeland, Africa. Or find his family.

I replied biting back the emotions threatening to cover my face. " Bella, you know you can always take your time on these things. You can..." Lia tried to console me, Lia’s hand on my shoulder felt foreign, like an old comfort I had outgrown. I used to melt under that warmth. Now, it only burned. " It is Rose, not Bella anymore. " I corrected, removed her hand on from my shoulder and left. My appetite was ruined when she called that name. I was no longer her but Lia won't understand.

And when her cheeks flush ever so slightly, I know that I was correct in my assumption. “So you weren’t alone.” The woman finally huffs. “You could have just said.” Letting out a mutter of annoyance, she turns and storms away to where two more women wait for her. “So you were jealous?” I husk, turning my full attention back to Rosalie. “Even though you’ve been trying to pretend that you don’t care anymore.” “Who said I was jealous?” Rosalie counters, attempting to break free. “Don’t get so ahead of yourself.”

And again. She never failed me. Not once. Rosalie was obsessed with me. She loved me so much it hurt. She begged me for scraps, swallowed my lies, waited through my silences, cried when I didn’t come home. That kind of woman doesn't cheat. She wouldn't betray me. So how the hell did she slip through my fingers? I could still feel the sting on my cheek from when she punched me. Her eyes had been wild. Unrecognizable. And then she wiped her mouth like my lips were diseased—like I was something rotten. Like she was disgusted by me.