Freen And Becky Fanfiction Novels & Stories

They made small talk and before they realized it, dark had taken over the sky. “L-lady F-Felicity. Y-your food.” “I’ll only eat it if you eat with me. And didn’t I tell u, it’s Felicity. Just Felicity.” “Y-yes. Lady F-Felicity.” Becky smiled as she enjoyed teasing her lady. As they left, Felicity saw the man at the rocks again. He was still looking out to the sky. She stopped Becky and asked her who she was. Becky stood frozen as she stared at her lady.

When he faltered briefly, burying his face in her throat, she laughed softly, coaxing him back up, needing his eyes again. “Stay with me,” she whispered. “I am,” he said, and proved it through proximity, through patience, through touch. After, they lay entwined. The warmth of their bodies filled the space, breathing syncing in quiet cadence. Outside, the city moved on, cars, horns, footsteps, voices—but none of it touched the sanctuary of the bedroom. Scott kissed the top of her head. “What are you thinking?” Freeda traced small circles over his chest, letting her fingers linger. “I want a family with you,” she said softly, the truth of it grounding and terrifying in the same breath.

“Becky, as long as it makes you happy, I’m in.” “Great,” Becky said, her face lighting up. “Then go downstairs and make the arrangements. I’ll cover whatever costs are involved. I want a party tonight to celebrate my freedom. Free food and wine for everyone in the dance hall.” “Do you even know how to dance?” Diana teased, trying to lighten the mood. “I’ll manage,” Becky replied, chuckling. “At the very least, I’ll shake off every bit of Alexander’s uncaring attitude. This will help me a lot.”

“I’m done guessing, done playing mind games with you . I’m done letting you… manipulate things. If you want to be here, fine. But you’re not playing with me, not today, not ever.” For a moment, Becky’s smirk faltered. Then she tilted her head, curiosity gleaming in her eyes. “Oh… so he finally speaks up,” she murmured. “Interesting.” Brian’s voice was sharp now, unyielding. “Leave him alone, Becky. Step back, this isn’t a game.” Becky’s gaze flicked between them, her eyes calculating, and then slowly, deliberately, she turned and walked away, her figure retreating down the campus path like a shadow dissolving into the evening.

She complains without analyzing that BK was not here for 3 hours in total but for them, she disappears for 10 minutes. Becky took a sigh of relief and laughed at their stupid and crazy fights. “Very rude Colt. How could you do this with your best friends". Becky showed fake anger. "I was just sending her for your help. But she took another way". Colt tries to clarify by rolling his eyes. “Ok let’s go guys. It’s very late”. Becky changes the topic by looking at the watch. They all completed their dinner and went outside with teasing and taunting each other. Alina enjoyed their company but remain silent most of the time. She was happy to get friends in this new city.

"What happened to waiting until you were Alpha?" "I've changed my mind. Being here with Harley and Nick has got me thinking about family." "Has your sister given you baby fever?" "Yeah, but it's been on my mind for a while. It's time, don't you think?" Becky squealed and kissed me. "Yes, yes!" Her hazel eyes danced with anticipation as I pulled her into me; they fluttered shut. A low growl rumbles in my chest as I run my lips over my spot, then move to claim hers.

That is all, and nothing more. "Friendship? I like that." I softly replied, nose smelling the petals and eyes watching him under my thick lashes. The moment became increasingly charged with an air of romance and I had no hope in changing that. "Goddess!" Becky squealed. "You two are so damn cute." "Becky!" I scolded. "Sorry, I'll leave now. Have fun!" She shouted back to me.

I chirped, bouncing a little. She shook her head, laughing under her breath. “But oh damn… you fuck so well. When did you get this evil, babe? I literally love this version of you so much… damnnnn.” “I know you do,” I said, smug again. I bit the inside of my cheek, suddenly fidgety, rubbing the back of my neck harder. “So… I was thinking…” Becky arched a brow. “What’s it? Why are you acting shy all of a sudden?” She nudged my knee with hers.

Tony- I am fine thank you, what are you doing up so late if you do not mind me asking. Becky – Nothing was watching a movie. Rebecca felt the need to lie in order to keep the person from knowing her true nature. Tony – ok cool I was looking for someone to have a conversation with and I thought u have a really nice body and an impressive profile so I thought I would get to know you. Becky- thank you well I am an outgoing person always looking to have a good time and some sun. Tony – ok, you are a fun lover so am I, do u want to see something fun Becky- of course always up for a fun time

And then, a murmuring at my back. "Do you miss me?" It was Becky, she had lingered in the bathroom entrance, drenched, her eyes wide with a frantic energy that hadn’t faded during her time in prison. "You ought to be dead," Lyla said, slowly moving backwards towards the dresser. Becky grinned emotionlessly . "Of course, you should too." "Yet here we are." She suddenly moved forward in an attempt to seize me by the throat. I immediately seized the lamp and hit her, but Becky quickly bounced back, taking hold of my hair. We both fought fiercely, scattering furniture all over.