Rebecca Novel Novels & Stories

I had to see Rebecca. I knocked and told the housekeeper to tell Rebecca I was there. She looked taken aback to see me, but nodded. Seconds later, Rebecca surfaced at the doorway. “What are you doing here? Is everything okay? Is Anna okay?” She asked slightly panicky. I could not help noticing how gorgeous she looked in her white pajamas with her long dark hair falling onto her shoulders. “Phillip?” She asked, puzzled by the way I was staring at her. I pulled her into my arms and smooched her passionately.

, I opened and closed my mouth like a fish. I had no idea how to react. How come she knew about it? Who was she? Did I get the internship offer because of her? Fuck there were so many questions running in my head but I didn't have any answer with me currently. . . . #TBC . . Author Note: Any idea who is Rebecca? Do help Oliver to solve his doubt.

She faced me, "keep him dangling, Rebecca. Boys like him need to be kept dangling cause they're nothing but loads of trouble." Spinning on her small legs, she sauntered away, muttering under her breath about how she wouldn't admit she missed him. Becca hid a smile and wouldn't meet Luke's can-you-believe-her?look. She walked into her room and giggled, closing the door. She missed Luke which was normal. Who wouldn't miss a guy that could make you laugh? As she smiled and was about to undress, somewhere in her mind full of thoughts, she registered the glint of metal and the click and shutter of a camera nearby just outside her window.

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It was warm and bright, and everything had awakened. Buds even bloom on the trees. Spring was here. Rebecca came to the tree early today. She wore my favorite white dress and brought a cake to sit with me on the grass. I leaned gently against her with my eyes closed, quietly feeling her presence. Rebecca always smelled clean and pure, faintly of laundry detergent. She seemed to sense me and began talking to herself. She told me about the little frustrations of life, the amusing things that have happened, and updates from my family.

"Wow!" Alana exclaimed as she looked over Lily's shoulder to see the design she had sketched out in her sketchbook. "This is beautiful!" She added and almost snatched the booklet away from Lily's hand to stare at the design. Lily hummed and handed the book to Alana before stretching her sore muscles. She had been working on the sketch all day without moving about. "It's still missing a few things," Lily announced, and Alana frowned. She gazed down at the sketchbook, taking in the intricate details of the gown drawn on its surface. The long, flowing fabric was adorned with a pattern of stars against a midnight sky. It was a breathtaking design, one that seemed almost magical. Something out of

Because at 2:13 AM… I had been trapped inside Ethan Black’s penthouse arguing with him in silk pajamas while my dignity disintegrated in real time. Which meant somebody either stole my credentials, cloned my access, or had enough executive clearance to override the system entirely. None of those options felt reassuring, a soft knock interrupted my thoughts, I looked up automatically. Then I froze slightly, at the sight of the person in front of me, aunt Rebecca stepped into the office like she owned silence itself. Elegant black coat, with a red gown I could tell the details due to the coat but for sure gave her that hourglass shape, for some reason she reminded me of myself but a better ver

Sitting next to her, Heather perked up and launched into an enthusiastic explanation, gesturing nonstop with the help of alcohol, as if she had found a kindred spirit. An hour later, Rebecca's dizziness grew stronger, and the voices around her started to sound farther away. The atmosphere was pleasant. The fireplace kept the room warm and cozy. She leaned against the wall and half closed her eyes, growing pleasantly hazy, unaware when Uriah and the male student left. Heather had drunk quite a bit but was still spirited. Rebecca vaguely heard her asking, "How did you two end up in this village? Before Rebecca brought me here, I had no idea a place like this even existed."

SUMMARY The protagonist of the story is Rebecca. Rebecca is a single 32 year old woman who lives in an apartment on the lower east coast of Manhattan. This is a low class community so she is not compelled to make conversation with the locals. She works in the accounting department of a Multi-Sector Conglomerate Co-operation.

And she felt at that time Rebecca was very fine. "Sorry, I don’t know. I think she's always been fine. But the timing of Rebecca's resignation coincided when the company was in turmoil." This is getting interesting, Blakely thought excitedly. She never knew that behind her sister's seemingly fine marriage, hidden many oddities that tickled her. She was itching to dig up the answers to all the questions that were stuck in her brain. She hadn't made the wrong decision to visit Nickson's company after reading through the pages of Rebecca's diary. She began to feel the oddity on the fifteenth page of the diary. Previously Rebecca had always written good things about Nickson and how she felt abou