Rebecca Hawkins Novels & Stories

"She is yet to wake up. But according to the marks on her body, she has been under abuse for a long time. Others were still fresh." "It's like she had been whipped for a good number **of** years." The doctor said. "Do your best to make sure that she wakes up as soon as possible," Ashton said. "Yes, Alpha. We will do our best." Ashton waved his hand and walked towards the study room. Theo was following him. "What did you find out from your investigation?" "The girl's name is Maya Brown. She was saved by Mark Syden, the now alpha of wind winders pack." "What did you say her name was?" Ashton asked. He felt like he was hearing things.

I can't show my real self to the world if in return all I get is hurt and cheating. The Rachel that everyone knows or sees, cheerful bubbly, and always makes everyone laugh is nothing but a coward that is too afraid to show her real self to the world. I'm not what others think of me and I don't want to change it. I shook my head trying to remove the painful memories of my past that I want to forget but sadly can't. And that's when I heard the sound of someone sneezing from outside. I thought to ignore thinking maybe it was some pass by but then I again heard the same sound repeatedly. With the teaser in my hand, I open the check, then sneeze badly and why.

I climbed, careful and quiet. And there they were. The trio. Music played from a portable speaker. Rebecca, short and explosively curvy, her one-piece struggling to contain what I now knew were legendary H-cup breasts. Anna, tall and willowy with a dancer's grace and a smile that could melt ice. And Daisy, golden and confident in a tiny green bikini.

For the first time, she saw the cracks — not weakness, but grief carved deep, the kind a man carried for decades. “This started a long time ago,” Ghost said, voice low, steady, carrying like a sermon. “Seventeen years back, before most of you wore this patch. Before Maddox was old enough to throw a punch worth a damn. Before Emily ever set foot through that door. There was a woman. Elaine.” The name hit Emily like a stone to the chest. She flinched, but Kayla’s hand pressed firmer on her shoulder, holding her steady. Sierra angled herself slightly closer, her presence daring anyone to look at Emily like she was weak.

I really don’t want to have to meet her right now, optioning to escape but she’s already walking over to me briskly with a smile playing on her lips. “Hey, I remember you. You were with Kain last night.” She starts. I’m in awe at how she easily towers over me, tall and exceptionally beautiful. I instantly know that her good looks was a key factor in getting close to these people. “Uh, yeah, I was. Hey.” “I’m Rebecca, Rebecca stone.” She introduces herself warmly. I instantly see what Ivan meant when he had said she’s different from Kain. That overly friendly personality and warm smile is the complete opposite of what Kain is.

As she scrolled down, she saw a comment. [There are only two people who fit the criteria of the president according to the description. One is Abigail Grace and Rebecca Tylor.] the comment said. And this comment gave and idea to all their problems. Rebecca… Yes! Rebecca is the answer for everything. —--------- Author’s notes: Why do you think Rebecca is the answer for their problems? If she is why? Let me know your thoughts in comments!

"you can't leave hell sister. you have to pay for your sins." "oh dear brother. you've always underestimated me haven't you? And I've always been father's trusted one. but you. what have you been? a disgrace. I won't let you use Baramora against us Abaddon. " explained Hecate. "But you can't leave hell can you?" "oh yes I can. remember, I've always held dad's keys. So, I know how to go and come." "Don't go sister." called a female voice that flew over Abaddon and his men to Hecate. long black hair down to her shoulder dressed in a black rob.

I said, reaching for my phone. “What are you saying?” Allen snapped. “This isn't Joan…why would I be sleeping with your wife?” “Then ask her to take off her mask,” I shouted. “She can have the voice but not the face.” Allen turned to the lady. “I am sorry but she can't, this isn't Joan and that is what matters…what are you doing?” I moved closer to the girl but Allen stepped in the way. “She is my mistress…nothing more.” “I can't believe you actually have a mistress…I am putting an end to this charade…I am calling that Old man to explain that his granddaughter didn't do anything.”

It was morning already. Derrick was sitting by the still burning fire. He looked like he didn't sleep a wink all night. The fire never went out. I could tell it was no ordinary fire. There were no woods to keep it lit, but it still burned brightly. I handed him back his jacket. “Thank you.” I said almost in a whisper. “You're welcome.” He replied coldly and made his way out of the cave. I was right behind him. He looked like I had pissed him off The side of him I had seen last night was probably temporary. He was back to his icy self. I tailed behind him like a lost pup. We were almost at the entrance when a woman came in. She was clad in emerald green. I can feel my eyes widening as the mys

Caro replied as she was engrossed in the computer system she was operating on. " In summary, you're hacking government cameras "Camille announced. " We're AMC" Hannah reminded her and she nodded. "So why don't Rebekah do magic things since it's the fastest" Crystal asked. "All I keep seeing is the institution, nothing more" "Rebekah is from the woman's line, that will be trying to track your Creator which is most times impossible, just like we can't find mother, just like mother, she might be able to cloak her location"