A/N: My first Twilight Fanfic, please bear with me.

Summary: Shortly after moving to Forks, Bella's every move is watched by an unseen stranger. Almost nightly, she recieves a dead, red rose on her window ledge. Does she have a secret admirer? And who does that strange voice belongs to that whispers to her?

Midnight Roses

Prologue:

Bella looks apprehensively at the outside window ledge. The alarm clock on her bed stand reads eleven forty pm. Just twenty more minutes. Ever since moving to Forks, at exactly midnight every night, a red rose appears on her windowsill as if by magic. For the past two weeks she has been trying to catch a glimpse of the culprit. Eleven fifty. Just ten more minutes.

About five minutes till midnight, that strange haunting voice sounds around her. It appears to be coming from all sides of her, making it impossible to pinpoint the exact location. It starts off as just a whisper.

"Bella…." the voice says eerily.

Then it becomes more persistent. "Bella!"

She squeezes her eyes tightly shut. Just three more minutes now, but she does not know that. One of the books from her bookstand goes flying across the room. Hitting the wall with a loud thud. She begins to whimper in fear.

"Bella." The voice whispers one last time.

That's all it does. It just whispers her name, nothing more. At first she had thought that she was going crazy. Maybe she is. Who knows? Is it a ghost, or something more sinister? A poltergeist perhaps, or even a demon. The movie Paranormal Activity plays through her mind only adding on to her fear. It had not ended well for the two people in the movie.

It is now midnight. Two minutes past that, Bella finally opens her eyes. She glances fearfully to the ledge. Something is resting on it. Walking slowly to the window, she peers out the glass for a few seconds before finally opening it. It's a dead red rose, crinkling and crackling in the wind. It must have been picked at least a week or so before finding its new home here on her window ledge.

There is a note attached to this rose. The others before this one had none. Intrigued, she picks up the note and silently reads it.

Bella,

I have been watching you for some time now. Your beauty amazes me and evokes in me feelings I had thought died a long time ago. Soon I shall make you mine… for all eternity.

E.C.

Bella's hands starts to tremble uncontrollably in fear. The letter falls from her hands and drifts down to the floor unhurriedly. Her breath catches in her throat. Who is this person? And why is he bothering her?