Loid X Becky Novels & Stories

Please spare some time for me". Lucy told Becky who was about to enter the washroom. She turned to look at Lucy's face and nodded her head before going inside. Becky opens a cold shower to relax. The shades of her fantasy dream about Marcus disturb her nerves. She feels her heartbeat raised for the first time. "How could a Lycan become my mate?" What kind of dream is that"? She asked herself while trying to suppress her newly formed emotions for him. Her heart suddenly urged to meet him and to see him. Some parts of her body want him to touch her. She feels thirsty for his touch. It was an incomplete dream. She couldn't feel the warmth of his hands. She unconsciously looked at her hands. It

“Luna Grace… please help me.” I turned, spine stiffening on instinct. There she was—Becky Bell in the flesh. The infamous she-wolf with the soft curls and trembling lip. Her face was pale, tear-streaked, and suspiciously flawless for someone “torn apart by the media.” “I just want my pup to be born without shame,” she whispered, stepping into the room. Alpha Tom was at her side before I could blink, his hand already at the small of her back. “What are you doing here?” he asked, voice low and panicked. “The doctor said you needed rest.”

She's Becca one of my employees" Reid's mother seems confused but she carries herself too well to show that. "Are you sure you're not the girlfriend?" she casually told me, her eyebrows went up and down. "Certainly not ma'am" I politely responded, looking down, this is such an uncomfortable situation. "Well then, nice to meet you" she said waving her goodbye to me. Reid looks at me apologetically. "Looks like you won Becca I can't drive you home" He sounded disappointed with the tone of voice he possessed. "no big deal, I'll take my leave now thanks"

On Becky. Becky Everglade stood a few paces away from the shattered Moonstone, her chest rising fast, her hair loose and wild around her face. Blood streaked down her arm from Luka’s earlier strike, staining her fingers crimson as she clenched and unclenched her fists. The glow from the Moonstone painted her features in harsh light, silver and black chasing each other across her skin, making her look almost unrecognizable. Not powerful. Not regal. Just furious.

"I saw he and Alena when they left and I've been outside ever since" Somewhat, I felt relieved to hear that. "Hey Roxi, can I ask you a question?" "Sure thing" "You wouldn't happen to know a private investigator of any sort, would you?" Seriously Ciara, what are you even asking? Of course, she wouldn't kno- "Yeah, I do" Roxi responds. "My friend Becky is a private investigator" Becky. That name sounded familiar. "I've heard her name before" "She's the person I introduced to Ciel" Roxi explains. "And the reason why Ciel cries and drinks herself to exhaustion everytime"

" Becky asked. "Oh yes! I see a different Grace. What's the secret?" Laura added. "My dear, there's nothing special. I'm only a work in progress. You see girls, I deserve to be loved, treated like a queen and that's simply what I'm doing for myself." "I love this new version of you, you're a beautiful soul. Who would believe you'd survive that heartbreak! I'm so happy for you dear". Laura commented and hugged her. Becky Lawson is the second out of three. She doubles as the

“I know Heather was an absolute bitch to you,” Cassie said, “but Chloe is nothing like her. Trust me, we have been friends forever and she is the sweetest person in the world.” “Indeed she is,” Declan said stepping forward and glaring at Becky. “And where is my lovely date? Did you scare her off, Becky?” Becky paled under his glare and shook her head. “She went to the bathroom,” Lisa said. “What’s going on?” Barry said, stepping up to stand protectively beside Becky.

She left him grumbling about her prognosis on his star breeder. Becky travelled to several ranches this morning looking at everything from horses, cattle, and a llama. At least, her patients were varied and always interesting. As she drove, her mind went back to Rob. She didn’t know his last name. In her mind, he was what a grownup bad boy looked like, and she couldn’t afford to tangle with a bad boy type. Not now, never. But it was tempting. So very tempting. She wondered if his hair was as soft as it looked. No man had the right to look that good in jeans and a t-shirt. He oozed authority, and he expected others to listen. She didn’t think she could deal with that.

Becky shrugged and snatched the red apple from him after which she took a bite out of it. "Maybe" Xander was left totally confused, he stood up to his feet taking a closer look at Becky trying to point out the weird things he found familiar about her.. "Wait..hold on a sec! I recognize you! you're Becky!" Xander exclaimed in shock and disbelief, she stood up to her feet and threw herself into his opened arms.. Well, here was another person she cherished, Xander Grey, the only one who troubles her non stop, not a bully actually but a total jerk!

“You should’ve heard her, Lex. Becky’s mouth is basically a cursed weapon. I just said hi, and she acted like I killed her puppy.” Lexie raised an eyebrow. “Didn’t you call her unstable in front of the entire department?” I waved a hand. “I was being playful. Professional sass. It’s not my fault she responds to basic conversation like it’s a battlefield. Honestly, I’m convinced she thinks she’s the second coming of some wolf goddess or whatever.” Lexie leaned against the sink. “Well… she does kind of glow now. You notice that?”