Cyberpunk Edgerunner Rebecca Figure Novels & Stories

JACOB POV I watch Rebecca stand nervously in front of a Dior branch boutique, her brows scrunched as she fiddled with a stray lock of her hair that seemed to enjoy bouncing in the wind. My hands l**k with hers before I stare at Chen and she nods before walking in, ahead of us. "Why're we standing outside here and not going in?" Becca asked me and I smile down at her. "Chen is clearing the place" "What?" She stuttered, her mouth forming into a perfect O shape that has my groin tightening. A flashed image of us in Aspen mountains makes me grunt out too. Becca, kneeling in front of me, her hair falling in waves behind her while I fuck her mouth.

While others were clothed in leathers, Rebecca wore a sexy black wiggle dress with a ruffle top and long satin gloves, looking like a pinup model from the '50s. "Is this your first time being led by a female Dom?" Rebecca asked Ava, who was looking around nervously. "Yes. Hunter never really led me," she replied. "He just showed me around. Onyx tried, but I was too nervous." "I heard about that. Onyx is a nuisance. Tonight, I'll show you what it's like to be in subspace while letting you feel at ease. So don't worry. We're just learning." What should have been a simple answer came out as a squeak through the tight lacing on her corset. "Yes, Mistress Rebecca."

REBORNED Episode EPISODE Eight Third person POV Six months later: It was night when a girl dressed in black shirt and shorts with sneakers was walking down an alley. A black pouch was hanging on her waist and black cap donned on her fake bob cut hair. Because it was night, she seemed to blend in the environment and no one on the street regarded her. She reached a club called Potty and wine, one of the most illegal strip clubs in Lucknow…

"I don't want a fair fight, I want something more than that. I want the Dark Knight Pack to watch their Alpha crawl, I want them to see him choose a woman over his duty, and then I want them to watch me take both." He moved toward her, the needle glinting in the light. "— and you, Rebecca, are the perfect bait. A Luna who can't shift, a mother who can't protect her pup — you are the epitome of Kenziel’s failure." He grabbed her arm, his grip like a vice. Rebecca thrashed as the silver shackles tore at her skin but she was too weak, the serum was already dragging her senses back into the fog. "Don't..." She pleaded, her voice breaking.

"Put energy into your brain to harness the power of the universe." Just then, the door creaked open, and I looked up to see Mr. Foden, my mother's assistant, entering the room. He walked over with his usual composed demeanor, holding a tray. Without a word, he reached out and took my phone, slipping it into his pocket. I stood up from the chair, my voice cold and steady. "Give it back." "You know I can't do that. It will be easier if you give it up," he replied calmly.

I brought out a picture of Rebecca that I had in my suit. He was hesitating to answer the question for a while. He kept looking at the picture, but his expression remained expressionless. “Yes” He finally gave me an answer. Marshal was still scared anyway, but I didn't care. All I had to find out now was why Rebecca needed Sarah's data. She was after me, so I can't seem to underhand why she is coming after Sarah. Does she want to use her to get to me? Does she want to kill Sarah?

Lucian’s grip around her waist didn't loosen; his massive frame was vibrating with a silent, desperate rebellion against the logic of her departure. Rebecca kept her hands planted firmly against his chest, drawing strength from his rapid heartbeat before she slowly turned her head to face Commander Celis once more. She didn't step back toward the safety of the heavy oak doors. Instead, she took two paces forward, her leather boots clicking sharply against the granite as she looked up at the high warlord on his pale steed. "Before we march to your high sanctuaries, Commander, let us clear the ledger," Rebecca said, her voice carrying a deep, resonance that vibrated through the ancient archite

" I slowly pulled out a tablet from my bag as I took in Shane's smug expression, looking as if he had everything under his thumb. "Officers," I said calmly and firmly as I tapped the screen, causing it to light up. "I have conclusive evidence to prove who should be responsible for the forest fire. I can also prove that they're giving false statements in an attempt to frame me for their crimes. "

"He will show." "Or he won't," Rebecca said quietly. "Because this is another layer. Another distraction." Before I could respond, the warehouse lights blazed on. Blinding. Disorienting. When my vision cleared, a figure stood in the center of the space. But not X. Not anyone we expected. Derek. Albert's dead brother. Who we buried three months ago. Standing there like resurrection, covered in surgical scars and cybernetic enhancements less advanced than Alpha's but still substantial.

"Can you recover the money or not? Don't drag all of us down with you. If anything goes wrong, you can pay the price yourself." I shot him a sidelong look, finding something oddly off about his behavior. Everyone knew that my skills were top-notch. If even I couldn't recover the money, then we'd truly be finished. However, Chester acted as though he was terrified I'd recover the money. Besides, when I was trying to break through the firewall, the hacker's code seemed a little familiar. Yet, I couldn't figure out when I had encountered it before. "You should worry about saving yourself. Mr. Watch is investigating what happened earlier."