Rebecca Hawkins Novels & Stories

He raised one hand and pointed toward Rebecca, still in the water, still watching with cool eyes. “She is not some society heiress here to decorate a sponsorship campaign,” Liam said. “She is not here to dance on the sidelines for attention. Put away your cheap narratives about traffic, glamour, and capital.” The pool hall quieted. His dark eyes shifted to Rebecca, and the pride in them was impossible to hide. “Remember her name,” he said, every word clear enough for the microphones to catch. “Rebecca Perry. She broke junior records at fourteen and won the national title at seventeen.”

“Sorry that I didn’t tell you but I didn’t go to Hank’s wedding, at the last moment they said I don’t know the bride wanted a private wedding.” I said and she sat down on the couch staring at Lucas. With his tattoos and stature, he looked like a mafia lord, no one would ever believe he works for the CIA. “Yeah, not the thing I am confused about.” She says as she extends her hand, “I am Danika, you are?” “I am Lucas, I used to work with your boyfriend a few years ago.” He says, completely shifting the subject, also assuring her that if he knows Jake, then he is probably not bad news.

Zasco raised an eyebrow slightly. “Yes, Sir. They are no longer together, though it’s unclear whether they are officially divorced. However, Mr. Samuel has been in a coma for the past three months.” Zasco looked at Lois and spoke softly, “So, she’s a widow?” Lois nodded. “Socially, yes. They have a son, Reno Barra Castillo.” Zasco leaned back in his seat and smiled slightly. “Interesting.” Lois continued, “Rebecca is known for her boldness in taking control of the business after the family dispute. Her name went quite viral recently, especially after the scandal involving actress Nora Ariana, who turned out to be her own relative.”

I’ve never felt more joy, more alive as I felt in the memory of that night and whether drugged I wanted to feel it again, feel him again, feel us again, skin against skin, with our mind working as though we are one and cannot get separated for any reason. He’d have to be seeing Taylor to attempt that with you for real, and from what has been happening these past days, he’s seeing you. My mind tells me bluntly. I sigh and get up and walk to the window when my door cracks open and Rebecca, my helper, enters. She is half Indian and half American. She just turned seventeen last month, and she’s a real nice girl. She works as a maid to earn some money this year so she can further her studies and

Still, an heiress like Serena couldn't care less about how others reacted. She strolled toward Rebecca, then stared at the latter from head to toe with her still-teary eyes. "You're that girl from Riverwood. The ex-wife of Mr. Winston, whose wedding recently got ruined, right? You must be the sister of that celebrity from the Brown family. What's your name again?" Rebecca's eyes narrowed. She couldn't believe Daniel's name haunted her even though they got divorced some time ago. Yet, she helplessly accepted it. There was nothing she could do, as she couldn't erase their past. With a calm and polite demeanor, she nodded. "I'm Rebecca."

Diana POV (Formerly known as Lily): I’m back at home dining with rage after what I had just found out, I threw my bag to the bed when it accidentally hit the remote, that’s when I see her, right in front of me, on the big screen. “Ladies and Gentlemen, we have a guest with us today, I want you all to give a special applause to Mrs Rebecca Gaston Gomez” the host announced. Rebecca was on a Tv show.

The lady said pointedly "For the last time I am not Katherine, I am Guinevere Berkshire, my father is Sir Collins Berkshire and his Lord of the Berkshire's manor. I am 23 years old and I have never being a vampire, I've never taken blood, I eat proper normal food like humans do because I am human." "Well we shall have to see about that” She said smiling giving a signal to the man, she had asked him to go around back.

Something that perplexed the woman for a short moment. "Please let her know I'll take her children home later today. I just need to finish my classes" the woman added before the girl grabbed her right hand. "Come on Auntie Mavis, I want to draw today" the girl cried. "Ugh... Rebecca" the boy muttered as he grabbed the girl's hand. "Ruben! Come on please! Class is over in an hour and you know it!" Rebecca whined. "Alright, alright..." the woman chuckled now looking at the twins who showed mixed emotions.

This was for my mother and brother. And…yes, for myself. I wanted to know more about this mysterious man who now owned me. So, with a deep breath, I touched the intercom button. “rebecca? I’m ready.” Rebecca was a short and slender Hispanic woman with thick black hair tied back in a long braid that was gray at the temples. She wore a simple uniform of black slacks, a black button-down shirt with the sleeves rolled up to her elbows, and practical black clogs. She had kind, intelligent brown eyes that looked me over in a thorough assessment.

I don't know her personally, but I do know she's older than the others, he replied. I took out my phone to review the video again since I had saved it that day. I watched it from start to finish to identify the maid that Lawyer Gabriel was mentioning. On the day the broadcast was released, Adrian and I were too anxious to watch the video and see which maids were missing. Oh my goodness! I exclaimed. Mrs. Hawkins is not in the video! I told Lawyer Gabriel. Yes, I believe she is the one. It’s possible she refused to be bribed by Barrister Maxwell, I said to Ivy.