#twilight rosalie

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❝HUSBAND❞

✭ PAIRING : Edward Cullen x Reader

✭ FANDOM : Twilight

✭ SUMMARY : When Edward proposed to Bella he expected her to accept after all they were mates? Right? Wrong! Bella rejected edwards proposal breaking his undead heart in the process, not being able to withstand the aftermath Edward leaves home; only to return 2 years later but this time he’s married?!

✭ AUTHORS NOTE : I already know there is a story on here called the same story with the same cover (on quotev at least) mines had been edited to a clearer form, (again on quotev) that was my old account, (marveluserlovesmarbel again on quotev was my old and very first account) one of my first actually. If I can remember the login information from it I’d log back in and post my stories from their over here but for now enjoy the remake of said story :)

✭ QUOTEV VERSION

✭ HUSBAND MASTERLIST

✭ CHAPTER THREE : The Storm

Tension filled the air as Bella confronted the newfound presence of (Y/n) in Edward's life. She blinked in disbelief, her voice quivering as she stammered, "My love? Since when did this happen?"

Edward, sensing the impending storm, attempted to walk away with (Y/n) and even gestured for her to go inside. But (Y/n) was resolute and didn't budge. She glared at Bella, her voice dripping with ice, as she asked, "Who are you?"

Bella retorted, her tone growing defensive, "I'm Edward's girlfriend, and who are you?"

(Y/n) didn't waste a moment, showing off her ring with a fiery glare. "I'm his wife."

Bella's eyes widened in shock at the revelation. The words hung heavily in the air, and she was momentarily at a loss for words. She looked to Edward for help, but he maintained a blank expression.

Sensing Bella's vulnerability, (Y/n) couldn't contain her anger any longer. She stepped forward, poking Bella's chest with each word, her voice seething with righteous fury. "You've got some nerve showing your face around here. You made your grave; now lay in it."

Without waiting for a response, (Y/n) turned away from Bella and walked over to her husband, Edward. She looked deep into his eyes, her love and passion evident, and then, she pulled him into a long, passionate kiss. It was a declaration of their bond and a clear message to Bella that she was no longer a part of Edward's life. Bella watched them with a mixture of jealousy and regret, realizing that she had lost Edward. But she wasn’t one to give up easily. With a huff she yanks over her car door looking back at the couple, “I’ll be back later Edward,” and with a slam of the door she pulls out of the Cullen’s drive way.

Emmett the ever so innocent “viewer” in all this snorts, “Women am I right?!”

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Inside the house, (Y/n) had stormed in, seething with anger and frustration. She couldn't believe that Bella had shown up and disrupted the peace she and Edward had found together. She muttered to herself, unaware of the growing intensity of her emotions.

"How could that wench come here and think all would be fine and dandy?" (Y/n) ranted, her voice filled with exasperation.

Unbeknownst to her, the lights in the house began to flicker erratically. The others in the room exchanged puzzled glances, noticing the unusual phenomenon. Emmett, always one to comment on such things, blurted out, "Yo, what's up with the lights?"

Edward, realizing that it was (Y/n)'s powers reacting to her emotional turmoil, excused himself and made his way to where she was venting her frustrations. He placed a gentle hand on her shoulder and whispered soothing words, "Love, it's going to be okay. Please, try to calm down. Your powers are reacting to your emotions."

(Y/n) took a deep breath, her anger gradually subsiding as she focused on Edward's calming presence. The lights in the house gradually steadied, no longer flickering. She turned to him, her eyes filled with remorse for causing such a disturbance.

Edward reassured her, "It's alright, my love. We'll figure this out together. Bella is no longer a part of my life, and you are the one I choose to be with. I love you."

(Y/n) nodded, her anger giving way to a sense of relief and the warmth of Edward's love. They held each other close, finding solace in their bond, and slowly the tension in the house began to dissipate.

As Edward held (Y/n) close against his chest, her anger continued to simmer. She mumbled softly, her voice filled with frustration, "I just don't like it. How can she come back here thinking she would be welcomed with open arms? After hurting you? After unknowingly hurting your family?"

Edward kissed her forehead gently, trying to offer reassurance. "It's okay, my love. We'll work through this."

But (Y/n) couldn't contain her anger any longer. Her emotions surged, and as she shouted in frustration, a light bulb above them suddenly burst, scattering glass fragments on the floor.

Startled by the sudden noise, Alice, who had been observing the situation from the doorway, took a step back. She glanced at the shattered light bulb and then at the two of them, her eyes wide with surprise. With an uncertain smile, she said, "I'll just come back later," and quickly walked away, leaving Edward and (Y/n) alone to deal with the aftermath of this emotional exchange.

As (Y/n) pulled back from their embrace, her guilt about scaring Alice was evident in her eyes. She whispered, "Oh no, I scared Alice. I have to go apologize."

Edward gently placed a hand on her shoulder to stop her. "No, what you need to do is calm down, love. Alice will be fine. She's a vampire, remember?"

(Y/n) wasn't easily consoled. She replied, "That doesn't mean I didn't frighten her, supernatural being or not."

Edward couldn't help but chuckle, his laughter resonating in the room. "That's what I love about you, my dear."

(Y/n) playfully smacked his shoulder, her worry still evident. "This isn't a laughing matter, Edward. I used my powers unconsciously, and look, I even broke that poor, innocent light bulb."

Edward continued to chuckle, the sound of his laughter filling the room. "You're right, love, but it's just a light bulb. We can replace it. Besides, I’m sure Alice will understand.”

(Y/n) sighed, unable to resist a smile at her husband's laughter and reassurance. She realized that even in moments of turmoil, his presence had a way of calming her, and she felt grateful for the love they shared.

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Rosalie Hale

[icemankazansky86]

Edward: Knowledge is knowing that a tomato is a fruit.

Rosalie: Wisdom is not putting it in fruit salad.

Emmett: Philosophy is wondering if that means ketchup is a smoothie.

Jasper, from the next room: Common sense is knowing that ketchup isn’t a damn smoothie, ya nasty.

[lovelyladyabsinthewrites]

Rosalie Hale x reader

she and reader go out shopping for something for Forks prom

Prom Shopping with Rosalie HC

Warnings: none really, maybe slight hints of femxfem?, don't know if anon wanted it to be a platonic relationship or not but i made it femxfem,

Who better to bring prom dress shopping than Rosalie Hale herself? Maybe Alice, but Rosalie would have taken that as a slight. She knew what looked best on you, what complimented your lovely figure.

You like when she gives you runway model treatment as you try on the various articles she brought to you.

Rosalie would sit and wait patiently while you dressed then ask you to strut and twirl. If the garment didn't meet her standards she would just give it a scowl and send you back to the dressing room

While she liked dresses that were a little more on the risque side, Rosalie didn't want the other snotty teenage boys to be drooling over you. They didn't deserve to see you in such a splendid outfit.

Your heart was set on a particular one that you thought was the best out of them all. One of Rosalie's picks. Showed off just enough cleavage to tease the gaze but not enough to be scandalous.

Shoes and accessories were on the priority list as well. Rosalie be flashing that plastic left and right, enjoying that you weren't complaining about her spending money on you for once.

of course when you went out with Rosalie, there was the high likelihood of someone checking out the blonde next to you with lusty eyes.

Rosalie would just roll her eyes in disgust and send them off with a searing glare and an inhuman hiss. They scurried away like cockroaches. It makes you giggle when she turns to you with a small wink.

When you point to the Sephora, wondering if you should get makeup to accompany your outfit, Rosalie just walks past it. "You don't need any of that gunk."

But you want to match Rosalie's beauty. You don't want to be next to her at prom with all of your classmates wondering why she's with you.

Voicing this out, Rosalie pulls you aside "Don't worry about what those pathetic humans think. They're jealous because you're special." You'd never been like the regular kids at Forks High. Rosalie knew that the moment her gaze landed on you in the crowd of teenagers. You were quiet, someone who tend to keep their head low as to not attract attention. But attention came your way when Rosalie started hanging around you.

She's insistent that when the day of prom comes around that all you have to concern yourself with was her. No one else mattered.

[namedafterflowerstournament]

Botanic Tournament : Roses Bracket !

Purple Group

Round 1 Part 2 Poll 1

[blueberrypancakesworld]

Twilight - Masterlist

Summary : All my works for the Twilight Fandom

Edward

coming soon

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Bella

°Bella - The first encounter->fem reader, friends to lovers, hurt/comfort

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Alice

°Jalice - Mosh pit->male reader, tiny angst, fluff

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Jasper

°Jasper - The first encounter->fem reader, angst, comfort, blood

°Jalice - Mosh pit->male reader, tiny angst, fluff

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Rosalie

coming soon

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Emmett

coming soon

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Esme

°Esme - Cooking together->fem reader, fluff

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Carlisle

°Carlisle - The first encounter->fem reader, angst, hurt/comfort

°Carlisle->fem reader (werewolf), fluff, kissing

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Aro

°Aro - The first encounter->fem reader, angst, yandere Aro

°In a relationship/turning you->darker themes, angst, hurt/comfort, obsession

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Caius

°Caius - The first encounter->fem reader, angst, implied sadism

°In a relationship/turning you->darker themes, sadism, anger, hurt/angst, tiny comfort, obsession

°Caius, Alec - With a human mat ->smutish, biting, blood, Alecs uses his power in bed

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Marcus

°Marcus - The first encounter->fem reader, angst, obsessed/depressed Marcus

°In a relationship/turning you->darker themes, hurt/angst/tiiny comfort, suicide attempt

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Demetri

°Demetri - Bloody, lustfull night->fem reader, smut, fluff, blood play, bite kink, dom/sub

°Demetri - In a relationship/turning you->darker themes, comfort, fem!reader

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Jane

°Jane - Keeping you safe->fem!vampire reader, emotional , hurt/comfort, angst

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Others

°James's coven - In a relationship/turning you->fem readerm, blood, comfort, angst

[fluorescent-bulbs]

I would sell my left leg just to cuddle with Rosalie and Emmett.

[lilmeowchow]

MY TWILIGHT FANCAST!!!

(Btw all actors were chosen while keeping their younger selves in mind)

Michelle Trachtenberg as Bella Swan

This is basically how I've always pictured Bella, minus the blue eyes. She's got the full lips, heart-shaped face, and super pale skin (you can't really tell in this photo but she's as white as a ghost).

Cillian Murphy as Edward Cullen

What do you want me to say? Imagining Edward as Cillian Murphy isn't the most hilarious shit ever? Cause it is. I think what really gets me is that nothing about how Edward is described goes against the idea that he's a Cillian Murphy lookalike (except his green eyes). Don't care if it's silly, it's MY silly little rabbit. If you don't like having fun then I GUESS...

Jeff Ward as Edward Cullen

Are you happy now?

Eddie Spears as Jacob Black

He could turn up the bitchiness to 11 and I'd love every minute of it. His annoyed expressions would be great for Jacob Black. He also has a large frame and would be able to become big like Jacob did. Really fun actor to watch.

Sarah Gadon as Rosalie Hale

While she isn't very tall, she has the elegant and untouchable look I've always imagined Rosalie to have. She's undoubtedly beautiful and glamorous in a more subtle way than people usually expect when they picture Rosalie.

Tom Welling as Emmett Cullen

I think he's a great fit for Emmett. It's said that Emmett has a boyish face but a muscular body and that's literally what Tom Welling is. He's surprising super buff, like he has massive gains, but still has a youthful face. I even think he'd do a good job at portraying Emmett's personality.

Rachel Leigh Cook as Alice Cullen

Whenever I think of girls with big eyes, I think of Rachel Leigh Cook. I don't think that young Winona Ryder is a bad fit but I've always seen her as more of a tomboy while Cook looks very cutesy even when she had a pixie cut. I also see Cook as a better fit for the energy Alice has. She's really small too which helps.

Alex Pettyfer as Jasper Hale

The main reason I chose him is because he fits the two things I think of when I think of Jasper, good looking and unapproachable. There's a lot of young handsome blond actors but not all of them call pull off the RBF required to play Jasper. He doesn't really have that hardened by war look but he does what he can.

Brittany Murphy as Esme Cullen

This one is a little crazy but hear me out. I think that Brittany could bring a lot of Esme's character that we don't really see to the surface. Esme is borderline unhinged (shes an immortal being and spends her time as a housewife making food no one will ever eat) and seems like the type of woman who's soft and warm hearted but has a bit of a depressing air to her. Brittany could portray this special flavor of despondent very well. I almost didn't choose her because it's suggested that Esme basically has chubby cheeks but Brittany's face is also heart shaped so yolo.

Jude Law as Carlisle Cullen

I've always imagined that Carlisle is the kind of guy who looks older than he actually is. When he pretends he's in his thirties it's still a stretch cause he looks like he could be 27 max but it's not as shocking as if he was a 23 year old with baby face. Jude Law is a pretty handsome guy and I do imagine he would distract nurses at the hospital if he were a doctor. I also think he's handsome enough to be "better looking than any moviestar" Bella has ever seen. Jude Law is an amazing actor and would do a great job too I just know it.

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Cullens family x youngest sister! Reader

The cullens each trying to wake up their newest and youngest member in their family for her first day of Highschool.

Let’s just say reader isn’t a light sleeper😅

❝like a bear in hibernation❞

✭ pairing : cullen siblings x reader

✭ fandom : twilight

✭ summary : (Y/n) is the recent adopted member of the Olympic Clan, she’s was once a Norman vampire but after having a run in with Esme she was taken under her wing and slowly adopted into the family’s traditions. Now it’s the first day of school for her and no one can seem to wake her up

✭ authors note : in this version of twilight the vampires here can sleep

✭ twilight masterlist

In the cozy Cullen household, a sense of serenity prevailed. The family had welcomed a new member into their fold, (Y/n), a former nomadic vampire who had once struggled with a dangerous addiction to human blood. But since coming under the Cullens' guidance, she had embraced their lifestyle, adopting a diet of animal blood and striving to gain control over her thirst.

Today marked a special day for (Y/n) as she prepared for her first day of school in the small town of Forks. Her siblings, each with their unique approach to waking her up, had agreed to take turns in the morning.

Alice, always the lively one, decided to be the first to rouse her new sister. She entered (Y/n)'s room with a mischievous grin, armed with a portable speaker playing loud pop music. With precision, she positioned it right by (Y/n)'s ear and cranked up the volume.

The blaring music filled the room, reverberating off the walls. Alice watched with eager anticipation, expecting (Y/n) to jolt awake at the sudden noise.

However, much to Alice's surprise, (Y/n) merely mumbled in her sleep, turning away from the source of the noise. Her eyelids remained closed, and she seemed undisturbed by the cacophony.

Alice couldn't help but giggle at (Y/n)'s resilience. It appeared that (Y/n) was not an easy sleeper to wake.

Alice exited (Y/n)'s room, a bemused expression on her face. Her attempt to wake their new sister with loud pop music had failed, leaving (Y/n) in blissful slumber. She reported back to the rest of the Cullen family, who had gathered in the hallway outside the room.

"No luck in waking her up," Alice declared with a huff, her brow furrowed in frustration.

Edward, with his telepathic abilities, chimed in, "I couldn't sense any change in her emotions when you tried to wake her, Alice."

Emmett chuckled, amused by the situation. "Well, this ought to be interesting. Who's next?"

Alice rolled her eyes playfully before suggesting, "Jasper's turn."

Jasper, always calm and composed, entered (Y/n)'s room with a sense of determination. He understood that his unique gift could be used to influence emotions, and he had a plan in mind.

Approaching (Y/n)'s bed, he reached out and gently touched her shoulder, his voice a soothing whisper. "Wake up, (Y/n). It's time to start your day."

(Y/n) stirred at his touch, but her sleep seemed unusually deep. She mumbled something unintelligible and shifted in her bed, still not fully awake.

Jasper didn't give up. He decided to use his gift, channeling feelings of excitement and energy into (Y/n)'s subconscious. It was like giving her a burst of enthusiasm, akin to the zoomies a dog might experience.

As he infused her with this vibrant energy, (Y/n)'s body reacted. She began tossing and turning in her bed, her limbs twitching as if caught in the throes of excitement. Her breathing quickened, and her features contorted into a mix of joy and restlessness.

The rest of the Cullens watched with fascination as (Y/n) remained blissfully asleep, completely oblivious to the energetic turmoil happening within her dreams.

Jasper couldn't help but crack a smile at the sight. It appeared that, even in slumber, (Y/n) was a force to be reckoned with.

After Jasper's attempt to wake (Y/n) ended with her tossing and turning in her sleep, the Cullen siblings couldn't help but be entertained by their new sister's stubborn slumber. Jasper exited her room, shaking their heads.

Jasper smirked and said, "Seems my attempt didn't work. Emmett, it's your turn."

Emmett, always up for a challenge, grinned widely. He stepped into (Y/n)'s room with an air of excitement, ready to try something different. As soon as he spotted her, he couldn't resist the urge to act like a big kid.

Emmett began bouncing on (Y/n)'s bed with the enthusiasm of a child on a trampoline. The mattress squeaked and shifted beneath his weight as he jumped up and down. He called out, "Wake up, sleepyhead! It's a brand new day!"

But all (Y/n) did in response was mumble in her sleep, her brow furrowing slightly as if she were having an unusual dream. Unbeknownst to Emmett, her powers were activated in her sleep, her telekinesis manifesting.

With a sudden burst of power, Emmett was lifted off the bed and sent flying through the air. He let out a surprised shout as he crashed through the bedroom door and slid into the living room, creating a comical scene that left the other Cullens in stitches.

Emmett groaned from his less-than-graceful landing and rubbed his head as he rose to his feet. He looked back at the closed bedroom door, shaking his head.

"Rose, your turn," he grumbled, determined to finally get their new sister out of bed.

Rosalie, determined to wake (Y/n) from her stubborn slumber, entered the room with a plan in mind. She approached the bed and, with her vampire strength, effortlessly lifted it, attempting to tilt it slightly to make (Y/n) lose her balance and fall.

However, as Rosalie exerted her strength on the bed, she quickly realized that (Y/n) was gripping the mattress tightly, refusing to budge. Her brows furrowed in surprise, but before she could react, (Y/n) activated her telekinesis once more.

With a surge of power, the bed was wrenched from Rosalie's grasp, and she was sent flying backward. Emmett, who had been waiting just outside the room, caught Rosalie with ease.

Rosalie looked back at the closed door, her irritation evident. "Tough luck," Emmett teased as he held her.

The other Cullens, who had been watching the spectacle unfold, exchanged glances. Edward, always the logical one, was their last hope. They turned to him with expectant expressions, silently asking if he could use his telepathy to wake (Y/n).

Edward chuckled, shaking his head. "I can't, actually. She puts up a mental block when she's asleep. It's like she's determined to enjoy her beauty rest."

The Cullens sighed collectively, realizing that (Y/n) was indeed a unique challenge when it came to waking her up. Her stubborn slumber was proving to be quite the puzzle, and they couldn't help but be intrigued by their new sister's extraordinary abilities, even in her sleep.

The Cullen family had exhausted their attempts to wake (Y/n) from her deep slumber. With her first day of school looming, it became clear that a more unconventional approach was needed.

Esme, always the nurturing and caring mother figure of the family, spoke up. "Well, we can't just have her miss her first day of school."

Carlisle, the family's patriarch, sighed, knowing what had to be done. "I hope it didn't have to come to this."

He informed the rest of the family of his plan, and with a determined expression, he left the house. Minutes later, he returned with a packet of human blood from his job at the local blood bank.

The Cullens watched with curiosity as Carlisle poured the human blood into a cup, the rich red liquid contrasting starkly with their usual diet of animal blood. They exchanged concerned glances but remained silent.

Carlisle ignored their inquiries and proceeded to (Y/n)'s room. He left the cup of human blood on her nightstand, hoping it would be the key to finally waking her.

Only seconds later, (Y/n) emerged from her room, cup in hand, sipping the human blood. Her eyes were bright and alert, a smile on her face as she greeted her family.

"What a nice wake-up call," she said, her tone cheerful. "But you guys wouldn't believe what I dreamt about."

The Cullens exchanged relieved glances. It seemed that the allure of human blood had successfully roused (Y/n) from her deep slumber, and she was now ready to face her first day of school with her newfound family.

As (Y/n) shared her dream with the Cullens, they couldn't help but be amused by the creative lengths they had gone to in order to wake her. It was just another extraordinary day in the life of their unique family.

[soffffffffffffias]

birthday

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Rosalie Cullen ♤♡◇♧

[wearelondonhq]

seriously this rp and each of the players seem so great I'm over the moon. mw?? fc and plot wise please!

hi, lovely! thank you so much! we hope you join us! we would love to see president barbie, ken (kingsley ben-adir), (barbie 2023 movie), rhaenyra targaryen, viserys targaryen, alicent hightower, aegon targaryen ii, rhea royce, aemond targaryen, baela targaryen, rhaena targaryen, laena velaryon, corlys velaryon, laenor velaryon (house of the dragon), cersei lannister, sansa stark, arya stark, jon snow, missandei, grey worm, oberyn martell, ellaria sand, khal drogo (game of thrones), ada shelby (peaky blinders), jeff denlon, dylan denlon, marcus banks, marv boswick, jeannie lewis charlie emmerson, david tapp, donnie greco, steven sing (saw), mindy meeks-martin, christina carpenter, gale weathers, mark kincaid (scream), michonne, lee everett, clementine, andré anthony, rj grimes, sasha, rosita, tyreese (the walking dead), caroline forbes, stefan salvatore, damon salvatore, bonnie bennett, marcel gerard, anna zhu, tessa, rafael waithe (the vampire diaries), cho sang-woo, kang sae-beyok, han mi-nyeo, seong gi-hun (squid game), janet van dyne, luis, sam wilson, t'challa, shuri, riri williams, james rhodes, kamala khan, monica rambeau, luke cage (marvel), veronica lodge, betty cooper, jughead jones, archie andrews, hermione lodge, hiram lodge, clay clayton, toni topaz, fans fogarty (riverdale), steven conklin, cam cameron, laurel park, skye, cleveland castillo ( the summer i turned pretty), anakin skywalker, ahsoka tano, jacen solo, anakin solo ( star wars ), edward cullen, jacob black, rosalie hale, jasper hale, emmett cullen, carmen denali, eleazar denali, victoria, renee dwyer, riley biers (twilight), just to name a few! members, feel free to add on!! as for fc's, how about emeraude toubia, lindsey morgan, liana liberato, nina dobrev, bianca santos, kimiko glenn, melissa barrera, odette annable, jenna ortega, zoe kravitz, alyah scott, kat graham, laura harrier, michael b jordan, trevante rhodes, oliver jackson-cohen, idris elba, park hae soo, bradley cooper, justice smith, lakeith stanfield? we would love to see anyone you wanna bring us!

[icefrozendeadlyqueen]

The Dove to the Vampire: Chapter 3

Pairing: Rosalie Hale x Stacy McCain (OC)

Warning: Visible abuse, manipulation, denial, Swearing, Mates, Dysfunctionality.

Words Count: 3404.

A/N: This took a while. I know it has been a month give or take, but I couldn't just post less than 3k. English is not my first language if you find an error let me know, I will fix it right away! I am posting from my phone trying to work this out. Thank you for stopping by!!

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~RxS~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Stacy's POV.

It’s Sunday.

The last day of the school break preciously before classes are back together in the reservation. Her mind drifts to the reservation despite the fact she isn't going there. Her mind drifted to the friends and people she met there. Stacy glances to her right over to the open glass windows overlooking the pool; there on the grounds stood werewolves spread over looking the lands trice more Lucy placed.

"Lady McCain", Stacy's baby blue eyes drifted forward to the maid standing a couple steps from where Stacy sat in the kitchen' island. The maid wore blue jeans, a red flannel and black shoes. A sympathetic smile struck the maids' lips no words spoken, but Stacy gulps all the Saliva in her mouth trying to think of a clever excuse.

"No", Stacy words were enough for the maid that bowed walking away from her, "with your permission. I will take my leave". The maid proceeds to mutter before leaving. Stacy watches the maid walk down the steps from the open kitchen to the living room area. At the far-off distance, Stacy sees the maid placing the phone on her ear to proceed to talk to Lucy.

"I am not directing a single word to her and that's final". Stacy whispers the word through her lips, but she knows every ear with a super hearing heard her even the maid glance up from where she stood talking on the phone.

Stacy was hoping Lucy would let her stay back at home like she thought they would, ‘it’s not safe anymore’, that’s what Lucy said yesterday before she dragged Stacy towards another house further in wolf territory.

It is certainly not the first time or the last she has stayed home alone with trice the security of a fucking country. This is her sentence. Her punishment for 4 years ago, and she can't free herself. Her magic is not there yet. To the point on taking out werewolves? Absolutely no. Stacy doesn't want to harm another supernatural creature. Her issue is not with them. They are just filling their pockets while doing so.

It's Lucy way of putting her foot down strangling the little oxygen Stacy gain Friday after she met her angel. Stacy never understood how eyes as dark as the skies on a starless night could show much light than Lucy's brown ones. There was hardly any sound when all the air of her lungs escaped through.

Nothing existed.

Nothing was there.

She took it all. Stacy would gladly give her everything to see a genuine smile running on her angel's lips. A tightening in her heart whenever her angel image pops in her mind a deadly reminder that saying her angel name is a real danger with Lucy around these parts. Stacy wants to see her angel a tiny glimpse of Rosalie. A couple of rebel strands of hair cover her face as she leans forwards on the kitchen island. Her heart beats, but it’s like not really doing much.

Her lungs take air in then spit air out. Stacy knows she is alright; however, she doesn’t feel alright. Her minutes have been consumed by the idea of her angel of the woman that single handily made a vacationing spot inside her heart.

How is she holding up?

Stacy takes a breath a stranger in her own body. Stacy closes her eyes slowly as bright light welcomes her the soft tone, she heard Friday afternoon as Rosalie lips blurts, “Dove”. She has been replying that moment inside her brain like a cd recorder without much help. What else is she to do? What else? She can’t escape. She can’t go to Rosalie. Stacy doesn’t know where she is. No thanks to Lucy.

A ring plays out as the Barbie song shocks her out of her trance. A good trance nonetheless one that Stacy wouldn’t mind losing herself in. Stacy opens her eyes a groan escapes her lips. She bites her lips pondering any ideas to help her own personal hell. How can she fight a strength that is beyond her years.

Stacy moves her elbows on the island trying to steady herself once more least she wants to do is fall even if that doesnt sound half bad. Her heart beats, but she doesn’t feel it. It’s like she has been screaming without a voice. She has been for so long, and the little light she had Friday from Rosalie has been extinguished without a trace.

Stacy knows why they move houses suddenly. Why the team did the holy level of protocol they did. It’s all in the scent. Specially hers. Stacy knows how the woman who she denies calling her mom that privilege has long been gone.

None existence.

First transfer around key points to meddle with the scent. The house would come as decoy to trick anyone specially her angel if she had trace. All cars separate placing my scent heavens away from Forks to seem like Stacy took a hike.

That’s how Lucy thinks. She would place Stacy in the house inside the other’s pack territory so up inside the forest alongside contract werewolves, werewolves and any others that would like a quick buck for the time being.

Baby blue eyes glance at the computer screen as it beeps again drifting her attention towards it. An invitation from her sister inviting her to a private call.

“Silentium”, Stacy blurts in Latin. Her wrist moves in a circular motion as she continues, “Cubreme como una manta. Nadie me escucha. Nadie me ve”. Another pain crushes her heart as she takes another breath tears crumble in her eyes. Stacy feels powerless as she finishes the incantation. She accepts the call cleaning her tears away.

Stacy misses to notice the dark mist forming below her feet drifting away from where her eyes can see. All her attention is on her computer screen. One clicks with multiple screens popping up out of nowhere. Stacy raises an eyebrow a smile ran away from her face.

She opens her mouth to say something though nothing comes out of it. There was a woman with chocolate melted skin. Shoulder length black hair with brown eyes, piercing like a medieval sword. Stacy would recognize her anywhere her sister' agent, Talita.

“Stacy! Long time no see”, Talita speaks up, a smile on her lips with so much light running in and out of her eyes like her smile is genuine. Stacy waves gulping the desire to disappear in the depth of hell. Stacy takes a huge sip of her water bottle before she says anything unlike herself.

Her eyes drift to the maid leaving plates of food on the island hoping by a mere chance Stacy could find the energy to eat. Her attention goes back to the computer screen as her brain tries to find the most generic reply to this day.

“Hi”. It’s all she could muster placing the bottle down on the island. Her heart grips a hold of her emotions as Houston connects from the other screen. Stacy plaster the easies smile she could trying to play it out okay. Everything is fine if she can fool Houston... maybe just maybe she can fool herself. She could believe all this is a sickening dream.

“Stacy? What’s wrong?”. Houston leans forward on her screen as Stacy looks up waving. Her sister raises an eyebrow. Her eyes like soft and warming filled with concern. The tears she was holding onto broke through in the end painting her keyboard with fresh sorrows. Stacy couldn’t hold back anymore letting everything she was holding onto, “What did mom do?”. It was all she could heard came from Houston.

Think happy thoughts Stacy. Rosalie's smile that one day she will get to see, Rosalie's eyes that filled her with tingles in every corner of her body, and... happy thoughts.

A dark chuckle escapes Stacy lips despite everything Lucy has done Stacy has to give it herself for not ending at an asylum. Stacy doesn’t know how Houston stills calls her mom after 4 years straight. It still a miracle on its own right.

“Friday.” Stacy starts taking a deep breath. Her lungs decided to give her some help despite it disappearing soon after. Her hands move to her face trying to clean her fresh tears, “I am not sure.. don't quote me on this... I don't know. Her name is Rosalie... no I must be going crazy”, Stacy shakes her head over continuously playing her angels nickname to her. Her reality crumbling like a house of cards.

"Stacy. This is a safe place between you, Houston and I", Talita starts softly bringing Stacy back from whichever place she was at. Stacy takes another breath opening her lips. She told them every small detail from Friday afternoon to the evening, about her angel, about how angry Lucy got and about how done she is with everything.

After Stacy unload her insides onto them. Everything stood quiet inside the house and outside. Stacy glance to her right. Shoulder hair blonde hair with a cream hoodie and pink pajamas pants. Her baby blue eyes look back at her as she no long could see outside, "how odd", she whispers under her breath. She could only see her own reflection on the glass.

“Honey”. Talita starts bringing her hands to her mouth. Her other hand on her phone multitasking. Stacy's attention went back to Talita and Houston. Her sister was on her phone texting at high speeds, “I am taking a plane over there right now! I don’t care what the treaty says, but this is unacceptable”, Talita screams at the top of her lungs. The fire inside her body lights up like a cascade of emotions clashing through her eyes for a moment Stacy swore Talita hair moves with the fires of her fury. Her eyes stood looking past the screen not at them anymore, “Hell! Yeah I am angry! Lucy is being unreasonable!”. Talita screams again not looking at them. Her eyes drifted to someone else in the room with her.

Baby blue eyes lower back to her computer screen. She manage to heard Talita clear words like a reassuring older sister.

"Don’t worry, honey. I will be there by Tuesday. Tomorrow is your first day of school, isn’t it?”.

Stacy could only bring herself to nod not wanting any shit from Talita's fire. It is unpredictable what it can caused at whatever point. She doesn't want that level of fire on her person.

“I text dad. Mom has taken it too far”. Houston puts her phone down. She blurts placing her right hand on her screen. Stacy does the same giving a quiet, “I miss you sis”.

“Me too”, Houston replies not saying more.

“Stacy! Stacy! Look!". Her lips curl at the end a grin form on her lips by the glowed on her face like there nothing that could make her excited. Stacy eyes blink, she brushed her fingers by them. She could be seeing a hallucination at this point. Talita signal someone at the far off the screen to get in the frame. Her body shook, but not from anger a bigger smile wore her lips as Stacy leans more into her screen trying to see what got Talita so happy.

"This is Felix. My mate”. Talita happily proclaims pushing a huge guy in the screen next to her. He seats like a statue his hair black, his eyes crimson and his skin pale as a corpse. He wore some type of uniform. Houston waves happily, “Hi Felix”.

“Nice to meet you Felix”, Stacy blurts in the background.

"Nice to meet you, Stacy..". Felix glanced down at Talita glowing in a good way. His glove fingers move Talita's hair from her cheeks. Talita leans into the touch her eyes drifted to his red ones. Felix leans forward lowering the screen as he leans down to crash his lips to hers.

"Mates' aura is pretty strong, isn't it?". Houston giggled at the whole encounter. Stacy blinks looking at the lights change on the screen as if the computer got up. She mumbled a yes as a new face opens the screen in a separated room all together, "Alec!", Houston shouts like a Christmas tree on christmas day.

Those crimson eyes grabbed Stacy's attention. He fits Houston description, and the barrage of pictures her sister has sent Stacy from them. Stacy calls it the adventure of 'Alec and Jane Volturi'. There was not any other explanation.

"We had a new trial, bellissimo tesoro. Once it ends, Jane can join us". Alec explains for Houston. She shakes her head in mere awh. Houston replies softly, "Take your time, my love. You guys work so hard. It is okay". Houston adds a soft smile ear to ear. Alec walks a couple steps keeping his eyes on the computer screen. A smile rans through the witch twin face weakly but steady, "It is not our desire to make you wait".

It was Stacy turn to feel a third wheeler in this call. She drifted her mouse to the exit of the video call. It was her chance to leave. The mate aura or whatever has single handly succumbed her sister into oblivion. It was pretty odd to say anything not like the wheeling energy follows her with interest.

Stacy wouldn't have hold it against her sister either. Shit! If Rosalie was in the other end of the screen; she too would have goo goo eyed her all night. Stacy whispers nothing leaving the call to give her sister some deserve privacy is not polite to be in someone else's conversation.

Stacy turns her computer off taking a chance to walk around the kitchen island. She stops glancing towards the outside no clear view of outside as all she could see was a strong mist covering the windows, "Was there a storm nobody told me about?". Stacy looks through her phone a ray of confusion. Signals is dead.

Whatever a nap could fix this issue. Tomorrow, she could ask what happen. Hopefully, the maid wakes her up.

Stacy walks off towards what is now her room pushing back how weird all this has been. She did not notice when the outside became so bad. Did it happen when she was distracted? She takes off her shoes, placing the sheets on her body as she lays to sleep hoping tomorrow can be better than today. Before Stacy drifted into her nap for the afternoon, her eyes drifted to the clock on her wall signaling her it was 9am. She welcomes sleep ignoring reality all together.

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Stacy finds herself walking a meadow with white flowers with a golden center. She had a feeling it remind her off Rosalie so close yet so far. Stacy hopes Rosalie is doing well that despite not being close, she is not hurting.

Stacy stops for a second her heart beats, but she doesnt feel the string of hurt that comes after every beat before. Stacy continues walking down the flower meadow following alongside a path between a forest. She walks over fallen trees and car tracks. Soil crunch under her shoes not bothering how calm the forest is. The path becomes of stones place alongside the path like a wall center together.

Stacy does not question what her dream is doing. Most importantly, where could it guide her too. Could it be to Rosalie? If she could see her at least once.

Stacy stops her surroundings drift like painting brushed over a canvas. Stacy stood in modernized room with open windows different trinkets mountains of well organized clothes. All moved to one side of the room.

"You sure about this, Rose?", ask Emmett, bringing in the bed headboard. He grumble some incoherent stuff under his breathes. He passes right through Stacy, "Yes, I want to be prepared. A bed is the least I could do". Rosalie words are silked to Stacy's ears. Her head turns seeing Rosalie putting everything together.

"Aunty Rose, can I be friends with Stacy?". Another person added, she stood by the corner fixing different cushions fluffy and pink. She had long curly bronze colored hair and chocolate brown eyes. Her skin glows slightly with much color than Rosalie. Stacy saw her playing with the knots of the cushions, "That would make me extremely happy, Renesmee".

A smile dress Renesmee lips returning to organizing the cushions. Stacy eyes drifted from Renesmee to Rosalie. She wore a long sleeves baby blue blouse with pants and some brand shoes. Her braided hair stood back away from her face, "beautiful angel". It slipped Stacy's lips force compelled her. She couldn't resist from showing at least how in anything Rosalie takes every breath she had ever taken.

Rosalie turns her eyes fixated into the far window in her room. Stacy gulps not completely sure if Rosalie heard her.

"Rosalie?". Emmet mumble under his breath following rosalie sight, "There is nothing there". Stacy let's go off the air she was holding knowing for sure this is insanity. She doesn't remember how she got into this state or how she will get out. Stacy's heart starts beating once more rapidly as she couldnt find herself in front of Rosalie.

She blinks another breathes, and she was somewhere else. Gray cover every corner of the skies. Cars spread out with werewolves blasting every ammo grasping more ammunition when it ends.

"Listen to what I am saying!! Do you see my lips moving Jason?!". Lucy screams at the top of her lungs to her head of security. Stacy walks closer to find out what's the issue. Jason sighs heavily replying soon after, "as I have said ma'am. We call you as soon as we notice the situation. No amount of bullets; it's going to fix shit".

"Are you talking back to me! My daughter is in that fucking dome! I need to get inside". Lucy screams louder this time drastically pointing past her. Her hands swinging around like another language is being spoken past her hysterical screaming. Stacy eyes drifted where she pointed expecting to see the two-level cabin overlooking a pool.

A swirl is taking its place. The cabin disappeared from the face of the earth. The bullets keep playing like background music for this crazy experience.

"What the fu-". Stacy glances back at her mother seeing Lucy swinging her hands to contact with Jason cheeks. Jason didn't move one bit like the mountain he sure as hell is. He continues looking past Lucy, "Stacy might not be a wolf, and that is heavenly clear, Beta. You can't look past that. She i-".

"If I have to listen to another person say my daughter is a witch, one more time I will end you". Lucy growls, her yellow eyes took over her brown ones. Jason stood his ground continuing his words not bothering his superior lack of self awareness, "She is sure as hell not human, and the more you try to denied that. The worst it will get. Beta". Jason finishes his words taking his leaves dress with Lucy's fingers on his cheeks. He walks off to his man still shooting with no progress.

Lucy breathes in and out pacing back and forth. Her breathing accelerates. She continuously whispers no with no disregards of her surroundings.

Stacy gulps down saliva shaking her own head.

"Stacy is human, and I will make sure of it". Lucy whispers to herself unaware that Stacy stood so close she could heard Lucy's ultimatum. Her insides turn battling for whatever she drank to come forth to the surface. She gulps turning on her heel running from the scene; her eyes prickly with tears that ran down her cheeks. She could no longer see where she was going anymore. Her feet slipped and she blink.

Stacy woke up abruptly sucking breathes through her teeth. Sweat drips from her forehead not yet awake to register what in hell's name just happen. Stacy looks around the room. She gulps looking to her window the gray mist still there swirling around the cabin like a protective blanket. She couldn't heard the shouts or the bullets.

"Ya no me cubras estoy bien. Todos me escuchan. Todos me ven. Gracias". Her cheeks filled with visible tears still shaken from her mother's ultimatum as the magic clear there is one thing Stacy understand. She felt deep within her soul that if she didn't left now. Her magic will be in jeopardy.

She doesn't know how, but there has to be a way for her to escape. She has too.

[ktabulous]

Rosalie Hale, Twilight

[whitedemon-ladydeath]

I love u angry female characters. I love u deeply misunderstood and problematic female characters. I love u cold hearted and sharp female characters. I love you prideful and reckless female characters. I love u unbeautifly destructive female characters. I love u prickly and snarky female characters. not everyone understands u but I do and I'm listening