My Drop-dead Gorgeous Rebound Novels & Stories

CHAPTER 61 CHRIS I couldn’t sleep all night. Everything Bella said made no sense and yet it explained so much. As I turned the possibilities over and over again in my mind, it began to make even more sense. Her behavior at the funeral, the altercation at the jewelry shop, her uneasiness at the award night, where Mason proposed to Claire, the iCloud name on her phone, and everything that happened afterward. Do I want to believe this? Can someone be reborn? I know I’ve heard and seen a lot of mysterious things but this one tops the chart.

Scarlett's POV It took less than ten minutes for everything to hit the trending page. I was still in the arena when Sarah texted me the first screenshot. T he Silver Reapers' win was trending. The video was trending. Pierce's name was trending, and not in any way that was going to help him. By the time I got to my car, Madison's name had climbed above his. Sarah sent another update twenty minutes later. Pierce Sterling's company stock had dropped eleven percent in after-hours trading. The drop was still moving.

She stared into his strange and beautiful eyes, wondering how this relationship between them would blossom. Then he said it. Staring down at her, he pushed his hair from his face and uttered, "This is a great way to get over my ex." It felt as though someone had reached into her chest and ripped out her still-beating heart. She couldn't breathe or move. 'I could be anyone,' Alice thought. 'He doesn't like me. I'm... rebound sex.' She let him finish, rolling over when he was done. "Hey." He nudged her, perhaps picking up on the mood shift. "You okay? I didn't hurt you, did I?"

‘You’re so beautiful. And just like that he strips away my insecurity once more. I hold his gaze, staring into his face. Taking in his features. I reach out, all my teasing and false bravado falling away. This is a face that I could love. That any woman might love. Maybe that’s his game. Maybe he chases women, seduces them and moves on again. I’m not going to overthink this, I promise myself. I’m not going to read into it. He’s a stranger. My perfect stranger. He’s a rebound from Ryan and all that heartache. Funny how for the last ten minutes I’ve not thought about Ryan at all though. Until now, Ryan was my first and only lover. I let out a breath. I thought it was the same for him, I was ob

This was Alexander’s world: cold, polished, and insincere. She turned slightly, her gaze landing on a familiar face across the room—Ruby. Ruby stood in a circle of friends, laughing far too loudly. A new diamond necklace gleamed at her throat, catching the light with every exaggerated gesture. “Isn’t it beautiful?” Ruby gushed to a woman beside her. “Limited edition. I got it for me from Paris.” Ophelia’s lips curved slightly—not into a smile, but something darker. “Just like a snake showing off its scales,” she thought.

We are currently at a high-end resort, and I must say that if it weren’t for the party or the people around me, I would certainly enjoy the view. The huge and prestigious party is thrown by one of our shareholders – and it is too much for me to bear. I want to take a break – to breathe and to gather myself. I let out a deep sigh as I closed my eyes – feeling the soothing cold breeze, hoping that it would eventually ease my mind and my heart. Being in this world is truly exhausting – not to mention my parents’ manipulation of my life. “A beauty like yours shouldn’t be hiding alone here.” A soft voice suddenly interrupted the serenity of the place.

She ran her eyes up and down my body with a pitiful look. “Who will marry you now, Sister? ” she blinked. “What do you mean?” I asked, taking a step back. The smell of roses from her perfume was choking. It made my throat crawl. “Everyone in our circle knows that the Sterling heiress was dumped and abandoned by a lower-class man. Who would want used-up goods?” she drawled. I rolled my eyes, and she gasped. “Don't tell me you getting together with Julian was out of spite because your fiancé chose me," she pouted and tried to reach for me, but I blocked her hands.

SELENE’s POV Four years ago, Serena Vale died on a stormy bridge in this same city. Tonight, she arrived back, not as Serena Vale, but as Selene Arden, the powerful billionaire businesswoman everyone can’t stop talking about. The private jet landed quietly against the dark runway while the city lights stretched endlessly beyond the glass. I sat still in my seat long after the aircraft stopped moving, my fingers resting lightly against the leather armrest. “Miss Arden,” my assistant said carefully. “The cars are ready.”

"And I wanted to see if o⁠ur little p⁠roject was working.⁠ You did so well‌, Vivian. Bringing‌ Maurice down was​ the pe‍rfect w‍ay to clear⁠ th‌e path." I‌ felt my worl‌d tilt‌. "​Project? You... yo⁠u sent me back?" The wo‍man smiled. It‌ was the most terrifying thing I ha​d ever s‌een. "Not exactl‌y. But I ma​de s​ure the doctors in that cold hospit‍al room didn't try too har⁠d to save you the fir⁠st tim‍e. I need​ed a‍ v⁠ersion of y‌ou th​at was angr⁠y. A version t​hat would l​ead my son straight to the T‍hor⁠ne Ledger‍."

"Listen up, Cyrus Lloyd. I've had enough of your haughtiness. Every single time you give me one of these expensive things, all you can think about is how you want to get me in bed, right? "You treat me as nothing more than a toy for you to play with. I wouldn't dream of holding on to a love like that." Lorraine's voice rang in my ears, like a curse I couldn't shake off. As I looked around at the familiar faces, including Lorraine's still-youthful face, I finally confirmed that I'd been reborn. I'd gone back in time, to the day I first attempted to show my support for Lorraine. But in my previous life, when I'd given her this same sapphire necklace, she'd been so moved she'd thrown herself in