Novel & Cerita Rebecca Book Reviews

* I didn’t stay more than a day in that city and left for Manaus the very next day, leaving everything behind to start everything fresh and with a new beginning. . #TBC . How was the part? Want to read Rebecca’s and Oliver’s story? Then you can prefer ‘HER CHOSEN MATE’. This story can also be read stand-alone so, ignore reading the other story if you don’t want to.

Besides, she was almost done with the atonement child when I walked in earlier. Her current book was titled, a vessel of honor. Written by a renowned christian writer, Rebecca Brown. A devoted christian who was willing to go through hell for the kingdom's sake. Her story had never ceased to amaze me, as not everyone who calls himself a christian is willing to go through that much for the kingdom. Most prefer pleasure to actually doing the things of the kingdom and it's really saddening.

I needed to nab her, hook, line, and sinker if I was going to get anything valuable from her. She gave me a long look, and I swear I could see the fire dancing in her almost obsidian eyes, “Oh, Adrian. It takes much more than a dark cloud hovering overhead to scare me. I didn’t get where I am today by being afraid of men in powerful positions,” she leaned forward and crossed her arms to make the valley of exposed skin beneath her breasts more pronounced. I had agreed to meet her in her apartment to make sure she was more forthcoming during our meeting. Rebecca had one of the most luxurious apartments in D.C. Ornate furniture filled the room, and the walls were adorned with expensive painting

Living in a rainy city had its advantages, I could just pretend I didn't know anyone and stay in my house in my pajamas and slippers pretending that the outside world didn't really exist, just like in all the romantic movies I had seen since I was little. I was tired, it was obvious, because everything inside me was just a way of living on autopilot living the same day over and over again until I was completely tired. - Rebecca, honey, shouldn't you get up a little? Get some air outside? - my mother said, trying hard not to make me look like the usual zombie.

Ava said as I nodded. "I just need to charm this woman and act smitten by her and in no time she'll fall for me. Then I can propose. Order me a ring, your choice one she wouldn't be able to say no to." I said as Ava picked up her tablet by her side and starts shopping online. "Tell me about this woman?" The little I know about her would work in my favour. “Rebecca Marlowe. Daughter of Elijah and Annabelle Marlowe. She’s a practicing lawyer working at her father’s firm. Twenty-seven. Never been in a relationship. Extremely shy, doesn’t drink, and conservative in her ways.” Ava rattled off.

The more i read, the more i understood that this cure could be both a blessing and a curse, depending on how it was used. Jake, meanwhile, was scanning through the bookshelves, his eyes moving rapidly from title to title. "Rebecca, come look at this," he called out.

It seemed like he was going crazy. After all Rebecca was even more beautiful and feminist than she thought. It was truth he felt attracted by many women and in those groups he could simply describe them as the mischievous girl, the capricious woman, the beautiful but silly girl, the women who thought their beauty could buy the most expensive bracelets… Alexander was tired of that until he found Rebecca. She seemed not to have any flaw. Maybe he was dreaming so much about her. Rebecca was like other human being, with strength and weaknesses but the truth was he hadn’t found any weaknesses, just strengths.

"I totally agree with you on that point. Are you going to ask me more questions or are you done with your questions?" "Give me a second," Rebecca replied. "I have more questions coming your way. You just have to be patient so you can listen carefully. Do you understand me?" Blackwheel nodded. "That is great," Rebecca showed her teeth and formed a smile. "Now, tell me about advertisement. What do you have to say about advertisement with relation to African books?"

Amira replied. “Oh yes we did,” Rebecca replied. “You went out with Richard, didn’t you?” Amira asked. “How did you know?” Rebecca asked. “I saw you guys when you were returning,” Amira replied. “We went to the market and even proceeded to visit Alice,” Rebecca announced. “Oh really? Did she give you my book?” Amira asked. “No she didn’t, we didn’t even talk about it,” Rebecca replied. “I never give her my things again. I gave it to her almost three months ago and each day we meet at school, she will tell me that she has forgotten it at home,” Amira complained.

Being there really did change my mood. Rebecca and I wandered the shelves for hours until I had selected a few books to read. The entire time, she made jokes about the romances I selected, while I tried to convince her they were beautiful stories. As the sun began to set off in the distance, I enjoyed the cool breeze that was drifting in through the window. It was a welcome relief to have the fresh air upon my skin. I still longed for the outside, but I had gotten used to Grey's rules ..