Why Does Rosalie Hate Bella Novels & Stories

She blinked, stepped back, and dropped her head like she was working something out. Then she snapped it up. "Do you hate me right now?" "Even if I told you I didn't mean to push you, you wouldn't believe me anymore, would you?" Silence circled overhead like something waiting. "Rosalie," I said quietly. "I heard you ask the housekeeper how to make the baby go away." "No, that's because—" Rosalie slammed the gift box to the floor. She was shaking, furious, words jammed up somewhere she couldn't reach.

Questions I know I can’t answer. Or Rosalie, after threatening her with a knife, how can I even face her? I had planned to scare her. But the truth is, right now, I don’t even know I wanted to scare her or kiss her… or both. Maybe it’s brocade it’s been long I got laid, or maybe it’s something else. I don’t know. Fuck. I can’t believe I can’t get this fucked to over a girl. And not just any girl, my fucking stepsister.

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,

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.

“Blaire, STOP!” I screamed inside her mind. “You’re ruining my life!” She smirked. Lissa looked confused and surprised. “Rose… are you okay? Did you take something? Did you drink alcohol before coming to work? Or do you have a death wish?” Blaire turned toward Lissa slowly… smiling like a devil herself. “You?” she scoffed, looking at Lissa from head to toe. “You are just a piece of trash and I don’t talk to people like you.”

Fred was allowed to talk to the Beast, and the Beast knew that he could give Rosabella what she was not allowed to do while her stepfamily was around. Rosabella walked back to the bedchamber that she was using, and she sat down on the sofa as she maintained to herself. "I hope father is going to be safe and okay without me around. I hope that he does not get hurt by my stepmother and stepsisters. I do not want my father to get injured by them, but I can never tell if they will hurt him or not. What was my down-right horrible stepmother thinking of, throwing a knife at me and trying to hurt or kill me." Rosabella is still in shock from what happened, and she hopes that the Beast and her fathe

"I had no idea it was Rosy all along. While you were here suffering, I laughed and played with her in the palace." Juliet attempted to smile but the effort seemed too much for her and she winced instead. "There's no way you could have known. Do you know the only reason she kept me alive until now?" I stared at her, puzzled. What problem did Rosy really have with Juliet? If she hated me so much, then why did she think it necessary to first take out that anger on Juliet. As I thought about these, I felt a strong and overwhelming wave of hatred for Roseline that it scared me. It was scary how you could really love someone in one moment and loathe them with a very high intensity the next moment.

I trailed off, a thought popping into my mind “Is that what all these is about?” “All what?” Rosaline asked in an indignant tone “You are just faking this hatred and anger to hide the fact that you are actually my fan girl. Are you stalking me, Rosaline Pierce? Because as much as that sounds cute, I am not really into clingy girls!” A shit eating grin appeared on my face as her face turned red like she was going to combust any moment from now “Oh my!!!” Rosaline screamed, unable to form any coherent statement “Fuck you Blake Del Monté “

She gave a loud laugh and stared at Rosalie Rosalie smiled faintly. “There was someone else after him.” “Ooooh.” Beatrice grinned. “Spill.” “It wasn’t serious, we weren't really together” “Why not?” Rosalie hesitated. “He was... complicated, powerful and cold.” “Sounds hot,” Beatrice teased and nudged at Rosalie's shoulder Rosalie stared at the ceiling. “It ended badly.” Beatrice rolled over, propped her chin on her hand.

Rosalie couldn't help but tense up at that. What? She just couldn't get over it, so what? But she was choked by Victor and could not speak. Her eyes changed from fear to anger and she stared at Victor. Victor suddenly smiled and stared at Rosalie: "What? Do you want me to invite your aunt and your father in prison to you?" Rosalie's body instantly stiffened. Victor's hand loosened. Rosalie sat down on the floor, her eyes staring deadly at Victor, and after half a second she went on her knees at Victor's feet.