Cyberpunk Edgerunner Rebecca Figure นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Seeing the pain on her sister's face did not make Cery stop her intention. "Decide immediately, Mrs Sniders!" Luna Cery pressed down on Rebecca Sniders' body. He didn't want to delay any longer, pack Baron's Luna wanted a clear identity and that could only be obtained from Rebecca Smith Sniders. Rebecca Smith Sniders' body rolled with the skittishness that began to take over her entire soul and wolf. Her bones seemed to break slowly, her flesh began to peel apart from her bones. Rebecca Smith Sniders' entire body seemed to be beyond saving. So Cery rushed to do things beyond her control.

Rebecca said immediately walking away We all awkwardly sit on the couch. Rebecca's mum walks in with some drinks " Please help yourself". We all thank her as we take one for ourselves, immediately drinking it. She disappears into the kitchen Max leans in and whispers in my ears "Precious, are you sure about this?". I nod " Yea I can't just ignore her, and I'm curious". Rebecca comes back with a black curled hair little girl wearing a bow, I see a bandage on her middle finger.

She must rely on herself to perform some kind of damage control on this. Her black Mary Jane heels it the corridor floor, striking a swift tapping rhythm as she made her escape hurriedly. Their three-inch heels warned anyone approaching that Rebecca headed somewhere and an urgent mission had her full attention. She couldn't spare time for pleasantries now. Rebecca searched for Everett, desperate to understand this latest twist of fate tossed down on the mortal plane to torture her last days.

"And you're his wife. I'm not playing with my life. I'm not a cat, I only have one life." "Aren't you like married?" I asked sipping my drink. Rebecca was a beautiful woman. She had long black overflowing hair that went all the way to her waist. Today, she packed the front part in a small bun and let the backflow down. She had grey eyes just like her mother with a round face and a nose that was neither too small nor too big. Freckles splattered over her nose giving her face a hint of black dots. "I did. He died a few years ago."

" Rebecca yelled as she got grabbed. "Accept him" Tala said pointing at Danté "Keep him here" Rebecca was the only one who struggled to free herself, Alister allowed them to take his weapons and shield, then as they opened a vine woven cage he stepped in, Rebecca had to be tossed in but she was on her feet when the cage slammed closed. "Twigs and leaves!? You think this cage will hold me!?" She yelled grabbing the cage and tugged on it hard, it didn't budge.

A piece of her must feel disgusted knowing that the look is one of hungry lust from an immortal. “We’ll be down in a minute,” I promise. Beau tightens his jaw. It looks like he wants to say something else, and based on the look on his face, that ‘something else’ probably involves moving away from his new prize. Instead he gives a clipped nod and leaves. Rebecca rolls off the bed. There are a few deep bruises around her wrists and ankles from being held in captivity. They’ve had a few days to heal, however, and the color has deepened to a shade that’s reminiscent of a molded eggplant.

Her voice cracked. Yeah, she wanted that bribed healer to clean this up—but Martha was gone. And the other crib? Still. Too still. No crying. No movement. "James..." she leaned in, trying to whisper, probably begging him to grab the real pup before it was too late— But her words got crushed under the sound of heavy boots. The crowd shifted. Wolves parted. Five robed elders strode in, each marked with a unique crest. The silver-haired one with the full moon emblem gave me a nod.

She trusted me. And you sold her out like garbage. She's pregnant, locked in a cage, crying herself to sleep while you sip wine and scheme to steal her son. You're not lawyers. You're parasites. Leeches. Garbage in designer suits." Gerald stood up too, veins bulging in his neck. "Shut your mouth. You have no idea who you're dealing with." "I know exactly who I'm dealing with," Rebecca said, pointing a shaking finger at both of them. "A corrupt old shark and his demon daughter who'd burn down an innocent woman's life just to feel powerful.

“If someone’s in your way. If someone’s making your life difficult. There are ways to handle it. To make them… step back. Disappear from the picture.” My heart started beating faster. “What are you saying?” Rebecca took a long drag. Exhaled slowly. “I’m saying I know people. People who can make problems go away. Quietly.. For the right price.” “You’re talking about…” “I’m not talking about anything specific.” Her voice was casual. Too casual. “I’m just saying. If you wanted someone gone. Really gone. There are ways to make that happen. Ways that can’t be traced back to you.”