Rebecca Jade Novels & Stories

and that broke my heart too, No Vanilla? "Oh, it's the girl from your workplace" the girl, or should I say, Rebekah said "Rebekah" I said firmly She visibly flinch "It's Becs, Faye" She smirked licking her lips "What are you doing here, Fiona?" Caden asked slowly

her mother called out as she was about to enter her room. “Yes mum,” she answered and walked back. Prof. Grace opened her purse and gave ten thousand Naira to Rebecca. “Use to this to buy a gift to your friend celebrating his birthday,” Prof. Grace said. “Really? But I'm no longer going,"Rebecca asked responded. “I have called Richard, he is on his way here,” Prof. Grace added. “Thank you so much mum,” Rebecca said as she hugged her mother. She happily went to her room and started making preparation to leave for the party. She went through her drawer and took out black gown, a black necklace and a black high hill shoe. She went to the bathroom and took a bath before returning to the room put

I no longer have the identity crisis of who is Dove and Deirdre … I’m now Deirdre. …And I’m coming back as Deirdre…

Y E A R 2009, M O N D R A G O N H O T E L. Rebecca Sebastian is temporarily staying in an exclusive hotel room. She is twenty-four years old and graduated with a Bachelor of Arts in Literature and is now an excellent writer. She has participated in literary competitions and debates; she is skilled in the field so her parents are proud of her. She's a kind-hearted woman. She puts everyone first before herself and treats them as a priority. Donating to charities became her hobby even during her college days. Rebecca never fails to warm anyone's heart, which is why she is envied and loved at the same time.

"I will not give it to you, and neither will I... Before Astra could finish her statement, my wicked mother uttered a single word that had Astra paralyzed. "Nooo!" Jax shouted as my mother reached for the ring inside Astra's trench coat. My throat burned with the same feeling that I was feeling around my wrists. She held the jewel between her index finger and thumb, staring longingly at it. That is when the initials clicked: R.B., the acronym of her name, Rebecca Baranov. A gasp tore out of my mouth as Jaxon's words filled my head, bringing back the memory of him narrating how gruesomely his mother had been attacked.

The woman in front of me let out a chuckle before she said, “No, but I am here to help you. My name is Rebecca, and I am a stylist. Luna Layla has sent me to you, to help you prepare for your special day.” My heart warmed at that moment, knowing that Layla had thought about me, knowing what kind of a day that I was having, no thanks to Tyler, as I opened my door the rest of the way, allowing Rebecca entrance into my room. Rebecca made herself at home, as if this wasn’t the first time she had been in this room before, as she began to set up her supplies from the traveling case.

Who could be the perfect Luna for my pack when I become the alpha. I was about to tell them out loud that Rebecca was my choice. But then, my whole world came to a pause. She was wearing a grape green tulle ball gown. Her red hair was curled perfectly. She wasn't wearing any makeup, unlike Rebecca. Just cherry blush on her cheeks and lips were coated with cherry gloss. She looked like a goddess. I couldn't stop myself and I started following her behind.

That wasn’t the first time Jackson had spoken like he expected them to separate. Her chest tightened as she turned back to look at the woods. “Sure. Why not? Let’s invite Mother dearest to this wonderful party,” she said tightly before walking towards the trees. Rebecca came out from behind a tree trunk wearing a different dress, one that looked expensive, but still barefoot. “I don’t want to intrude,” Rebecca said. “I find that hard to believe,” she said. “Where did you get the dress?” Rebecca smoothed down the silk of the silky green summer dress that brought out her eyes even in the dying light. Her mother looked like some sort of ethereal beauty. If those were the changes Brit had seen i

I say, hugging her. As we pull apart, someone sniffles by the door. "You guys are going to make me cry," Tamara says, wiping away her tears. "When did you get here?" I ask. "While Miss World here was giving her speech," Tamara answers, using the nickname we gave Rebecca due to her tanned skin, gorgeous green eyes, raven black hair, and sexy curves. If she hadn't become an engineer, she would've been one hell of a supermodel. "Stop calling me that." Rebecca glares at Tamara.

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.