Cyberpunk Edgerunner Rebecca Novels & Stories

The battlefield stood frozen in anticipation, awaiting the next turn of events. The chaos of the battlefield was momentarily interrupted by Rebeca's frantic arrival. Her eyes widened with fear and anger as she accused Edwina of kidnapping and drugging her. The air buzzed with tension as I tried to maintain control over the situation. "Yes, she said faintly," Edwina acknowledged, her voice carrying a tinge of remorse or perhaps resignation. "Edward!" Rebeca came running towards me, her distress evident. "Edward! Sh…she kidnapped me! It was Edwina! She kidnapped me! She drugged me!" Her words echoed with urgency.

Scarlett The packhouse cells were filled with a chilling silence as I made my way back to Rebecca’s cell. My steps were deliberate, my intentions clear and focused. Finn’s protective instincts had been subdued, but my desire for revenge was sharp and exact. I unlocked the cell door with deliberate movements. Rebecca’s screams echoed off the cold, unyielding walls of her cell, creating a symphony of anguish in my ears. She was shackled to a chair in the center of the damp room, her frail body trembling. Her once haughty demeanor had vanished, replaced by raw, unfiltered fear. It was a poetic sight to see the predator become the prey.

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…

"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."

She earned many stern glares and scowls. Abigail shushed her and whispered, looking around her surroundings, “Why are you yelling?” “Oops…” Rebeca placed her fingers on her lips and giggled. Abigail smiled and shook her head helplessly, muttering something under her breath, but the smile on Rebeca’s face froze while looking at something ahead. Her eyes also grew wider, her expression pensive. Abigail was stupefied and opened her mouth to ask her what she was staring at, but before that, Rebeca started asking, “Isn’t she the famous model Erica Barrett? What is she doing with Aidan?”

He had the most beautiful sea green eyes I'd ever seen…but that's not why I'm here. Ahem. “ And I don't believe you're my date. So, why're you here?” He asked calmly. This time, the coldness was gone. ~~~Pierce’’s POV ~~~ It's her. The girl my vehicle collided with after speaking to her harshly at the exhibition in my past life. Was she reborn too? She seems…different. Her poise and mannerisms have changed too. “ I'm Kara Jones, Serena Jones stepsister and the adopted elder daughter of the Jones family.” she said after I looked up from my tab.

“I’m starving. My vision was tough, and I woke up with such a headache.” I pulled Elliot with me towards the counter and took my seat, while Elliot wrapped his arms around my waist and rested his head on my head, his front to my back. “So, what exactly is this plan?” Rebecca asked through a mouthful of food. Charlotte frowned at her; the look of distaste on her face as she narrowed her eyes. “And who exactly are you?” Charlotte asked. Rebecca put her fork down and turned to face Charlotte. “Rebecca,” she answered, holding out her hand for Charlotte to shake. “Silver’s best friend and confidant.”

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.

“Now.” Evan’s device beeped in the darkness, its weak light illuminating his face. “I’m trying to take over the system. There must be an emergency exit. A service tunnel. Something.” Another beast vaulted at him. Rebecca caught it in midair, ripping at its neck. It dropped, twitching violently. “They don’t lay low for long,” she said blandly. “We can slow them down. That’s it.”

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.