rosalie hale

Alice Pov
I’m so bored! Mom’s cleaning, dad’s of saving lives, Bella’s recovering from a break up with a senior called Jacob and Rosalie’s admiring her perfection.
There’s nothing to do! Nearly all forks malls are rubbish, it takes a while to get to port Angeles and Seattle. And I couldn’t go anyway because I’ve reached my of spending for the month. But thats so unfair, I mean Gucci shoes are a need of life. Well for a girl anyway.
Its at times like this that I wish I had an older brother, someone to tease me and mess around with and play dares. Maybe I’ll take a lovely...

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Author's Note : This story contains characters that weren't exactly created door Stephenie. Rosalie had two younger brothers that didn't have names of ages. So I included them in the story with their names and ages. Rosalie's best friend, Vera, was married but her husband's name was never mentioned. So I gave him a name. I gave each character some personality in this story. I hope u enjoy this. Also if you're wondering about the title. I centered this story on Friday the thirteenth, the most unlucky day.
*Warning:Contains violance and some...

25: Freewill

They walked up the metal staircase, stepping on a solid metal platform that extended from one uithangbord to the next. This room was much brighter, lit door dozens of lights, one area tucked away in a corner was nearly blanketed in darkness. Jack walked half-way across it before he stopped and looked down. “What is this?” she asked though she suspected she knew the answer.
“It’s where the magic happens.” She looked down, several people in white lab coats walked around two people on separate hospital beds, they were motionless and were hooked up to life support systems. They moved...

20: Love Remains the Same

It was early morning the volgende day; Tristan had woken shortly before the sun, though he appeared quite different from the golden-haired blue eyed god Rosalie had seen: his hair was dark brown, his eyes a hazel color with a tad of green. “Today, I’m going to visit two of the ones I changed oh about seven, eight years ago. Then, we will head home, east through Indiana, Ohio, West Virginia, then south to home. Sound good?”
“I feel the need to hunt” David said, bookless for the first time.
Tristan nodded. “Very well. You’ll probably be back before we are.”...

21: Every Famous Last Word

IT continued to follow the trail of the carriage-leaving Canada, coming back to the states, through Montana, North Dakota, Minnesota. IT sensed the trail went different from north but IT was not entirely sure which way.
Master watched and occasionally offered praise to IT, always reminding IT to get the blonde, alive, bringing her to master. Along the way, IT killed a stray vampire here of there, master smiling the whole time at the mess.
Oblivious to the danger that was closing in fast, the carriage marched on to Ohio, darkness had settled in, Tristan was sound...

18: Home

The dag was nearly over, door now they had reached their destination: Springfield, Illinois. Several times the carriage had stopped, Tristan leaving for short periods of time, always returning silent, the carriage marched on. He had retired when they were almost in Illinois, coming upon the border between Iowa and Illinois. David had remained with Jack and Rosalie, though he kept to himself, For Whom the klok, bell Tolls had been replaced with A Tale of Two Cities. Eventually though he too went to his room, leaving Jack and Rosalie alone.
They were on the couch, Rosalie’s head on Jack’s...

19: Every Breath u Take

Master watched and listened to everything that was happening. Master was less than pleased with the progress that Jack and Rosalie’s relationship was making. Master had believed that with time, it would have fallen apart.
For once, Master was wrong and this made Master very angry.
Master let it’s eyes drift from the lovebirds to IT. Smiling, Master saw that IT was doing IT’s job correctly. IT was back on the trail of the carriage, making IT’s way through Canada. Along the way, IT had taken down half a dozen undead monsters, and several meer since IT had entered...

15: You’re a God

While Dr. kraan changed the bandages on IT, IT was trying IT’s hardest not to rip off a body part with one of IT’s fingernails that seemed meer like talons. As he applied hydrogen peroxide to the wound IT let out a loud snarl to toon IT’s displeasure.
“I know, but killing Dr. kraan will not help” IT heard master say. IT could not see master clearly though IT could make out master’s shadow. IT kept as quiet as IT could for whether IT wanted to admit it of not, master was playing God with him-for it had the decision of when and how IT would leave this world.
While...

14: Can’t Stop This Thing We Started

Rose spent the night in Jack’s room, nestled in his arms, neither speaking, her head resting on his chest, breathing him into her, while his hands wandered the planes of her, wove their way through every strand of her perfect hair. While Jack did not know her answer, he felt an ease, an ease he hadn’t felt in decades. Somehow, he knew her mere presence was the cause.
Eventually, she sat up and looked down at him. He leaned up and once meer traced her face with the tips of his fingers. “Jack, when u zei we would live simple, normal lives the way...

12: Destination: Unknown

Once upon a time, in Rochester, New York, there lived a simple, silly, disillusioned girl named Rosalie Lillian Hale. For thirteen years, she believed that nothing would ever touch her-that she was invincible to all feeling and thought.
Until one dag in mid-April while she was stepping on stones on the Genesee River and she lost her balance. Despite knowing how to swim, the sudden fall caused her to panic and eventually drown. Fortunately, a dark haired, green-eyed angel duif in and pulled her out, then resuscitated her back to life. When she finally came to, she asked...