The last two years have been anything but average for Rosalie, and things are only about to get more complicated. Life has been calm, collected, until a new flame, new enemies and new dangers throw her existence out of balance. Vampires aren't the only ones that exist, and they aren't the only ones that are out for Rosalie's unique taste.

Highest Ranking: #50 in Vampire He was there, fangs baring and eyes burning in the dark. Those fangs were alluring and captivating as they caught the harsh, orange light from the sconces lining the walls. My brain told me to run, but my feet were glued to the ground. My heart pounded against my ribcage, sending painful jolts to my limbs as they shook. "Stella....Stella...."; he breathed heavily, never taking his eyes off me. "Please-don't-" "Stella...I-" his entire body shook in strange convulsions. "No...Monticello!" automatically my hand reached out, wanting to at least reassure him I wasn't scared. But I was. His irises flared a rich red, simultaneously causing the pupils to contract. A deep growl thundered in his chest. As his mouth widened, a ferocious, feral snarl escaped and sent my heart into overdrive. I took a step back, nearly tripping over my feet as he advanced. Before I could blink, he was lunging at my throat.