A/N: Hey Guys and Gals! Thanks for voting I really appreciate it. I forgot to mention in the description. This will be an all human AU. Meaning Rosalie wasn't born in 1915 and neither was Emmett. Same with all the others and their birthdays.

Ages:

Rosalie: 25

Bella: 23

Edward: 24

Emmett: 25

Jasper: 26

Alice: 24

Jacob: 24

Carlisle: 37

Esmé: 35

I hope you enjoy the first chapter!

- The Exiled Queen

'Love Has Three Stages,

The First Is Denial,

The Second Is True Love,

And, The Last Is Until Death Do We Part'

Boston Massachusetts, 1945

If you were to ask any person who lived in Boston, Massachusetts who the most beautiful girl in the world was. They, men and women alike, would say Rosalie Hale. Rosalie was a history in the making. She had an appeal that could make anyone desire her. She was the real life term for sex on legs. Though she didn't give it up without a charge, but she wouldn't demean herself in asking for money. No instead she asked for favors, and after so many years she became one of the most influential people in all of Boston. She owned one of the most well known and respected bars, The Royal Oak. She along with her brother Emmett, who acted as a type of bodyguard to her, made the bar a complete success.

So yes, everyone knew Rosalie Lillian Hale and how she pretty much ruled Boston, and everyone knew that if she wanted you. You didn't deny her not that anyone ever has. Of course, until Isabella Swan came in the summer of 1945.

The Royal Oak, June 7th, 1945

The bar was packed as it usually was, and Rosalie watched it all with satisfaction at her work. Of course, it couldn't have happened without the help of Emmett. Not with how most men were sexist, and didn't think women could do their job. Especially a job like running a bar. She was glad that she had Emmett. He was her saving grace, and he made her dream possible. It also didn't hurt that he was very intimidating looking even though he was actually a big teddy bear.

She glanced around at the crowd of people, and wondered absent mindedly who would be the best choice. She knew that not many people, if any, could resist her charms. Which meant that she made sure the one she wanted had a sort of spark to him or her. Although she kept the her part at a low key. She didn't want her reputation on the line. Especially when she had so many eyes on her bar. All of whom were waiting for her to make a mistake, and then pounce on the open bar. Rosalie couldn't help but scoff in disgust. No one seemed to believe a woman could achieve anything without a man's help, and with the way everyone acted that was exactly the truth. She wouldn't have been able to get this far without the help of Emmett, and even then she had problems left and right.

Rosalie pulled herself out of her depressing thoughts and looked around the room once again. She saw that Emmett was talking to a beautiful red head and Rosalie couldn't help but smile. She was glad that her brother was finally going back into the world of romance. Although she was no expert in that regard. Rosalie frowned slightly when a hush fell over the bar, and turned to look at the entrance. She couldn't believe what she saw. The most beautiful woman she had ever seen was standing near the entrance looking nervous and slightly embarrassed. The embarrassment Rosalie had no idea what it was for, because she had no reason for it. The woman wore a beautiful plaid dress that fell to just above her knees. Her shoes were an adorable off white and she believed they were Mary Jane's. Rosalie couldn't help but drag her eyes across the woman's slender frame. Her hands looked strong but delicate, like the woman knew how to work hard labor, but her hands were still soft as silk. Her slightly tanned skin seemed to have muscle rippling underneath it. Her elegant neckline was erotic and Rosalie could imagine her lips pressed against the smooth skin. Rosalie noticed that the woman's hair was a beautiful mix of brown and shades of blonde and red. Her hair fell in beautiful waves down to her shoulder blades, and Rosalie could imagine threading her fingers through it. Then she came to the woman's face and she felt her breath catch. The woman had a strong jawline and high cheekbones. Which gave Rosalie the feeling that this woman was, or at least looked like, royalty. She had gorgeous full lips that were a rosy pink. Her nose was small but refined and it matched her face perfectly. Rosalie finally looked at the woman's eyes and once again felt her breath catch. The woman had the most beautiful eyes she had ever seen. Her eyes were the type of brown that was like a sweet chocolate. The chocolate that melts at the slightest bit of heat from love, or happiness. But the chocolate could also grow hard from the cold harsh reality that was apparent in the world.

Rosalie had never seen anyone close to the woman's beauty, and she felt something stir within her. Something she had long since given up hope to feeling. Something Rosalie wasn't really sure what it was, but she was hoping it was what she hoped it was. She glanced at Emmett and saw that he was looking at the woman his mouth unhinged. She couldn't blame him, but that didn't mean she liked his look. Rosalie turned her attention back to the woman, and saw that she was looking around the room, searching. Finally the woman seemed to have found who she had been looking for. In a man with russet colored skin and dark intelligent eyes. He was handsome but in a dark sort of way. Rosalie watched the two interact and she wished that she was in the man's place.

"I wonder who that is," Emmett said appearing beside her, and Rosalie glanced at him. She saw the he was looking at the brunette woman with curiosity.

"I do as well. I am also wondering who that man is," Rosalie replied still watching the two converse.

"Rosie I do believe mother always told us it's rude to stare," Emmett said with a teasing tone, and Rosalie shot him a glare.

"I'm not staring I am simply observing the scenery," Rosalie sniped.

"Yeah, the scenery called that woman's breast," Emmett said with a grin, and once again Rosalie shot him a glare.

"Was there something you needed?" Rosalie asked her tone less than pleasant.

"Actually yes dear sister of mine, I was wondering if you knew that mother and father will be coming in a few weeks," Emmett said casually, and Rosalie felt her eyes widen. Before Emmett could react Rosalie slapped his arm. "Oww, what the hell was that for?" Emmett asked rubbing his aching arm.

"Why didn't you tell me that they were coming. You know how mother and father get when they see that I am still alone. Add to the fact that they still don't know that I own a bar," Rosalie hissed at her brother, and Emmett held his hands up in surrender.

"Look I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner but you've been pretty busy Rosie," He said as an apology.

"Look I don't ca-," Rosalie was in the middle of saying before someone cleared their throat behind her. Rosalie turned around ready to give an acidic remark to the person that interrupted her, but then she saw who exactly was behind her. The beautiful brunette woman was shifting uncomfortably. As if she was nervous to be near them. Which caused Rosalie's heart to ache.

"Hi, you're the owner of this place right?" The woman asked and the exhilarating ripple of her voice was a wild tonic in the rain.

"Yes, I'm Rosalie Hale and this is my brother Emmett, and you are?" Rosalie asked, and the woman smiled at her.

"My name is Isabella Swan, and I was wondering if you've seen my brother. I was sent a letter saying he would be here," The woman, Isabella, said.

"What's your brothers name?" Emmett asked stepping in to the conversation.

"Jasper. My brothers name is Jasper. He's a veteran and I was told he was discharged in Boston because he served his time," Isabella said and immediate respect filled Rosalie's body at the selfless man.

"No we haven't seen him but I will make sure to keep a look out for him," Emmett said with a charming smile which the woman returned although less exuberant.

"Thank you so much. My brother has blonde hair and is about 6'2" and he has light blue eyes like a robins egg. He also speaks in a southern drawl," Isabella rattled off her eyes finally showing some hint of happiness.

"As my brother said we'll keep a look out for him," Rosalie said with a smirk that had anyone that saw it swooning, but the woman didn't seem fazed in the slightest.

"Thank you," She said with a grin, and Rosalie had to hide her shock. No one, and she meant no one, ever resisted her charms. Or the smile that promised so much more, and by Emmett's shocked look he was thinking the same thing. She watched as the woman walked back to the man, and seemed to be telling him something which caused him to smile.

"Rosie stop glaring," Emmett chided softly and Rosalie glanced at him. She was slightly annoyed at herself for being caught staring. Again. "I know you might be shocked that someone ignored your advances. However slight it was, but that doesn't mean you have to mentally murder the man she is talking to, and Isabella might just be a little dense or she just might be not used to advances."

Rosalie nodded her head at her brothers words, but knew that they were meant for comfort. Especially the last part about Isabella not being used to it. Anyone that looked like Isabella would have to be use to at least some sort of advance, and Rosalie wondered if she was losing her touch, but quickly dismissed it. She was Rosalie Hale after all, and her confidence that might be mistaken as arrogance was well know. She couldn't let one let down keep her down, but that didn't stop her mind from wondering if Isabella didn't find her attractive. For the life of her she couldn't figure out why the woman's opinion mattered to her so much. Sure she liked the girl, a lot, but that didn't mean that she should be this nervous. Though as she watched Isabella interact with the man. She couldn't help but wish that she was the one making her laugh. That she had seen her advances, however slight they were. A plan came to Rosalie's mind and she couldn't help but smile.

With a chuckle Rosalie looked at her brother with a smirk. "Well she might of not seen it tonight, but I know she will be sticking around for awhile until her brother comes. So I have at least a couple days, and trust me by the end of it. I will make sure that Isabella Swan will be mine."

"And, you think you can achieve that?" Emmett asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Anyone can achieve anything if they set their minds to it," Rosalie said her smirk still in place. She watched as Isabella and the man left the bar, and she couldn't help but feel satisfied in knowing that she would soon be hers. No matter how much she had to work for it, because no one denied her and got away with it. Especially when that someone Rosalie could see herself being with, and she couldn't help but grin. Now all she had to do was wait for Isabella Swan to come back, and then her plan could begin.

A/N: Hey Guys and Gals! I hope you liked the chapter, and I'm sorry if any of Rosalie's thoughts were confusing. I also hope I did an okay job at describing Bella. I'm not really good at describing people. Also, with the way Rosalie sleeps around think of Finnick Odair from the Hunger Games. I also decided on Emmett being the brother because one they seem to be more compatible that way, and I can just see Jasper being Bella's brother. Also, I know most of you were thinking Rosalie would be all out sexual, but I am saving that for incoming chapters. I wouldn't want her to scare Bella off to soon.

Also I hope you like the name of Rosalie's (and Emmett's) bar. I am almost done with the chapters for Frozen Moon, and The New Chapter.

Sorry for all the misspelled/missing words.

Bye

- The Exiled Queen