Rebecca Book Reviews Novels & Stories

REBECCA'S POV Kendric Reyes was weird, but this... this was utter madness. Who the hell gifts a woman against her will? Every day I just keep seeing new sides to this coin and surprisingly, they are annoyingly interesting. But I, Rebecca Belmont, knew better than to trust anything that felt this intriguing. Intriguing meant dangerous." My face tightened as I tugged against the bracelet for the hundredth time, but yet there was nothing. Not even a single sign that it was going to come out.

And then there was my beautiful Rebecca. Rebecca looked just like her mom when Angie was her age. She was a dancer, and kept her body firm and in shape. She was stunningly beautiful, like a Hollywood starlet, but also carried herself in such a way as to almost be the hidden gem in the library...covered up in a too-big sweatshirt and glasses, head in a book. I loved Rebecca with all my heart and was so proud of the woman she was becoming. However, on this trip, seeing her alongside her friends by the pool, she was no longer a hidden gem. She knocked the other two out of the park with the way she could rock her outfits and slips and bikinis. She had a new look each day, each somehow more stunn

She looked at the empty table and ate her food sadly. Rebecca was at the balcony, which was directly behind Williams' room. She had her eyes at the field ahead but wasn't looking at anything in particular. She had her arms folded and was lost in thoughts. "Your grace?" Someone called her. Rebecca heard it and turned her head round. She smiled faintly at the person. "What are you doing here this late? Shouldn't you be asleep?" Zita asked her worriedly. "I couldn't sleep." Rebecca said candidly. She returned to her previous position.