Rebecca Bloom The Oc Novels & Stories

Dylan and I both rapidly switch gears and bolt to the scene unraveling before us. I notice Rebecca bleeding and unconscious, but her uncle who is a pack doctor is tending to her. With a nod from him, I continue up the stairs and hear and see what Beta Carson is saying and doing, while the little maid who sucked my cock on my eighteenth birthday shrieks that Kaiya pushed Rebecca down the stairs. My emotions are all over the place, but one thing is certain…Kaiya isn’t the sweet, innocent little Omega I always thought her to be!

My body is shaking, my thoughts all over the place. Soren's not over her. I use to think she meant nothing to him. But her death was an eye opener. He mourned like it's his last. If she's back….well that complicates things. Because Soren would want her. That fucks my plan up. But someone like me cannot lose to her. I always win. No matter what. My phone rings. Rebecca’s name flashes across my screen. Of course it's Rebecca. ***** Rebecca really hit full panic mood.

Serves you right, a-hole. “WHERE THE hell have you been?!” Reina shouted, hands on the side of her waist, seems like an old lady who’s complaining for some old stuffs. I just smiled and walk through the bathroom. “I'm talking to you, Becca! Where did you go?” I locked the door and answered back, “I went to see a monster—” “Monster?” “Don't bother to asked it! I won't tell you anyway. Just get back to sleep, Rey!” I shouted back and laughed.

he said as usual and cut the call. "I love you too," I whispered to the blank screen of my phone and groaned in frustration. That's me, Rebecca Thompson, hopeless in love with my best friend, Nate since high school. I thought I was over him by now but I was so fucking wrong. Just the sound of his deep sexy voice, made me go nuts, bringing back unwanted memories. Pushing away my thoughts, I pulled my long chestnut brown hair in a ponytail and made my way downstairs to eat.

He never got the chance to get near Bryllie before he was thrown to the side by a ball of light that seemed to fall from the sky itself. "No," I shrieked, scrambling to get up as Rebecca bent down and scooped Bryllie into her arms. "STAY AWAY FROM HER!" "Say, bye bye mommy." Rebecca giggled as Bryllie's eyes grew wide and then fluttered shut. "BRYLLIE!" In a flash of blinding light and smoke, Rebecca disappeared, taking Bryllie with her

The kid that was alone, and what was more unique about her, was her smiles, she spread her lips wide as soon as she saw Josh, and then she looked around to see if she would find Logan, but her face only landed on Rebecca, and she didn't stop smiling after she met her, she continued, it felt like she have seen her big aunty. And then, there was more, she couldn't walk properly, she was limping like she had a plastic legs on. "Hi, my name is... Rebecca was trying to introduce herself, when she took it from her. "Rebecca Peterson. I want to be a photographer when I grow up, I want to plan events and make people happy. You solved so many mysteries, just by having a hard copy image of the evidenc

The greenhouse was quiet except for the steady drip of water from misting pipes. The orchids shimmered under filtered sunlight—white, pink, and blood red. Stella bent to clip a wilted leaf, breathing in the humid air. She didn’t hear the footsteps until the scent hit her—rose perfume and sharp envy. “Funny,” Rebecca said behind her, “I thought murderers preferred basements, not flowers.” Stella straightened slowly. “Is there something you need?” Rebecca circled her like a predator. “I need a lot of things, darling. Respect. Order. Loyalty. But mostly, I need nuisances to know their place.”

Before I could speak, Rebecca, ever the opportunist, stepped in. “Uh, she’s Aurora,” she chirped, her tone syrupy sweet, but the malice beneath it was impossible to miss. “She’s just a classmate of mine. She had too much to drink and wandered in here by mistake. Honestly, you can’t blame her—she’s just an Omega. This kind of place is way out of her league.” Ice snarled in my mind, her anger simmering like a volcano about to erupt. This woman thinks she owns everything.

She opened her mouth like she was going to speak again, but closed it again as she glanced over my shoulder. Before I could ask her what was wrong, I was stopped by an ice-cold hand on my shoulder. I turned around to see who it was and when I saw them, I thought, that’s just perfect. Rebecca was standing behind me with a proud and mocking expression. Her made-up lips curled into a wicked smile and her eyeliner looked positively predatory. She was wearing a red blouse and a pair of black shorts. Her knee-high boots had a small heel to them. It wasn’t a very practical outfit for a battle class, I thought.

Rebecca had changed into a thin robe, her cheeks still flushed. “Selene… about what I saw,” Rebecca started, clearly nervous. “I won’t tell Elena. I promise.” Selene stepped closer, smiling confidently. “I know you won’t. But I also saw how you looked at us. At Damien. At his cock buried inside me. You liked it, didn’t you?” Rebecca’s breath hitched. She looked away but didn’t deny it. “I… it was unexpected. I’ve always thought Damien was attractive, but seeing you two like that…”