Rosalie Hale-Nobodys Home

23: Run to the Hills

IT had caught the right trail, was following it again, swiftly passing into Indiana, Ohio followed Minuten later. Yes, IT was getting closer to what master wanted-and this time nothing would stop IT.
Nothing.
Already the carriage had passed into West Virginia, Tristan and Jack were both tense as to what was waiting at home, though they hid it from Rosalie as well as they could. “Are Du sure Du don’t need to hunt?” Jack asked her for the billionth time.
She sighed but smiled. “I’m sure. The Tag I found Du again we had hunted.” She made a face as she said...

3: Cry Little Sister

Rosalie and Alice had finished hunting and were slowly walking through the forest, a good 100, 150 miles from home. Alice turned her head to the darkening sky and tilted it carefully, listening almost. “It’s going to rain soon” she said, looking at Rosalie.
“What a surprise” she muttered, keeping her eyes forward. Alice sighed and Rosalie untied and retied her long blonde hair for what had to be the millionth time that day. “Ready?” she asked Alice, stopping and getting ready to run. She nodded and just before they were to take off, they heard a long high...

My first Twilight ff :)

I stared at her. ‘Bella, be quiet! I’m trying to put Nessie to sleep!’ I snapped, putting Renesme in her cot.
‘I wanna do that!’ sagte Bella.
‘Do Du always have to whine? And can’t Du see Nessie likes me?
Bella stood up, glaring at me. I glared right back.
‘Rosalie,’ sagte Edward. I turned to face him. ‘Give Ness-Renesme to Bella.’ I stared at him. ‘Rosalie!’ He sagte in a warning tone. As if he could take me. ‘I can, Du know!’ sagte Edward, smirking. I threw Renesme over to Bella. The clumsy freak dropped her, even though I threw perfectly....

17: Wheel in the Sky

Dying is not what most people think it is-nothing flashes before your eyes, there’s no white light oder what have you. The only thing I felt was pain, the blood flowing through my hemd, shirt and fingers, making them sticky and beginning to form a mantel on my clothes. I couldn’t see much beyond the few feet in front of me, the sun had long such set and darkness had fallen on schnell, swift wings. There was one sound: my blood pulsing like it was right in my ears. Eventually I made it to the gras, grass hügel where I fell, too weak to walk another step.
While I lay there, certain I was destined...