Killian Macgregor And Rebecca Novels & Stories

Patting Marcia's shoulder, he teased, "Patricia, what's the matter? Speechless from my charm?" Marcia chuckled and shook her head. "Not at all. It's just, hearing you say Elijah dated early reminded me of something. The other day, we ran into Rebecca at dinner." "Rebecca?" Kevin froze. "No way!" Marcia nodded. "Is it that surprising?" Kevin forced a laugh. "Of course! Rebecca's been in France all this time. Why's she back all of a sudden? And to run into Elijah, no less!" Seeing Kevin's awkward expression, Marcia smirked. "Kevin, your reaction makes me wonder if there's still something between Elijah and Rebecca."

I wasn't willing to go in—the last time I did, it hadn't gone well. "You are Reid McKenzie?" I turned to the person, recognizing the detective at once. "Yeah... How did you know it was me?" I questioned. "Oh, we already looked into the victim's background, and you were the one who appeared to be closer to him." Detective Garfield answered. I shouldn't underestimate Killian's superpowers. "What is it that you have to say to me. I left college for this." My voice was a bit manly this time, unlike the time I had sounded like a fucking loser while I was with Piper and Darren.

"You've lost too much weight in that place. You'd better come to the wedding and eat something nutritious. At least you deserve it." Realization cut through Killian like a knife. His eyes shifted back from Jack Moore to Cassandra. She couldn't look at him. It wasn't guilt and neither was it remorse. It was a clinical detachment. His presence was making her... inconvenient. "I see it clicked now." Jack nodded, smirking like he played it well. "The accident was planned to remove you. I wasn't dead— stayed away from the public for just a month. Private Penthouse—" He paused, circling Killian like a predator taunting a battered prey.

Jacob is watching me steadfastly as I walk around aimlessly. "What are you doing?" He finally asked. "Trying to get back up the hill" "You can just keep going down, and we can take a cable from there back up," he tells me and I bite my lip in embarrassment at how I didn't think of that. So I brush past him, walking down the hill. "Rebecca!" "What is it, Jacob?" I question, my eyes full of regret and anger. "Don't act like that didn't just happen" "What?" "The kiss"

Their remarks didn't escape my ears. "I thought Philip reconciled with Megan?" "Same here! Isn't he already divorced Sarah?" "And shit, that bitch! Megan is here!" remarked Rebecca, clearly irritated by my presence. But I never imagined that these women had planned to embarrass me at the event.

He grabbed his car keys from the key holder before turning my way. "I'm taking a ride. I'll be back in time to pick you up for the game." He headed to the garage. "Killian, I'm sorry." He stopped, glanced over his shoulder, and pierced me with his dark, intense eyes. "I can't do this right now." His voice held no emotion whatsoever. I stood frozen and watched him leave. Never had I thought I'd be the one to hurt him. He was Killian MacGregor and I was Rebecca Cavanaugh. We'd been together for a little over a week and it was too soon for the heavy feeling surrounding my heart.

Well, they were best friends and fights like this were already normal for both of them. “I can’t wait for two years to come. I will really take my revenge on you, you’ll see.” “It’s okay for me if you’re already married to Gavin. You can take revenge all you want.” “Gosh, you’re terrible.” Rebecca said as she swallowed. However, she couldn’t help but smile a little from what Sheira told her. How she wanted it if it would really happen. There’s something in her heart that also wanted it that way. However, she will never know what will happen in the future that lies ahead to both of them.

Get that other asshole out of your head. Yes, out of her head. Would another happily married woman with a hot husband think about some jerkoff? No! And she wasn't going to, either. Killian stroked the length of rope as he walked back to where she stood. Cupping her chin, he looked hard into her eyes. "I just want you to know, I never expected to find the woman of my dreams and the love of my life in Red Creek, Kansas." He ran a finger over the slope of each breast. "For the rest of my life, I'll be grateful to Dusty for bringing us all here."

Keal pov Kael leaned back in his chair, his legs crossed as he stared at Rebecca across the room. His office was quiet, dimly lit, the kind of place where plans were made carefully and nothing was left to chance. “Our plan is working,” he said slowly. “Not perfectly… but enough.” Rebecca frowned, folding her arms as she looked at him. “If it’s working, then why are they still together?” she asked. “Why is my sister still with Karen?”

Lucian was starving himself to death because he believed his heart was a tomb, entirely unaware that the fire he thought he lost was standing on a balcony a few hundred feet away, weeping for him. She had promised Garrick. She had seen the hope in Maeve’s eyes and the silent solidarity in Riheirk’s grief. But most of all, she had felt the resurrection of his pulse against her throat. Rebecca wiped a stray, wind-bitten tear from her cheek, her jaw setting into a hard, resolute line beneath the starless sky. She would carry the secret alone. She would weather the nightmares. But no matter what wall he threw up, and no matter how much his mortal past terrified them both, she was going to convin