Rebecca Quinn: Books Novels & Stories

Rebecca “Mrs. Ezra, do you not trust your own son?” I asked, holding her gaze. No blinking. No fear. If Luke’s torture gave me one good thing, it was this, a heart that does not break easy. She was just a woman standing between me and my freedom. “Miss Rebecca, I only asked a simple question.” “Shrimp and grits.” I saw those words on a paper back at Collins’ place. Figured those must be his favorite meals.

As she passed Jacklyn and Liam, she managed to catch sight of the documents in their hands from the corner of her eye. "Jackie, I know that you have a habit of drinking a glass of milk at night, so I brought you one," Rebecca said with an awkward chuckle. Jacklyn glanced at the glass and said indifferently, "In the future, don't come into the study without permission." Rebecca instantly became excited at those words. If she wasn't allowed in without permission, then that had to mean there was indeed something hidden there. Perfect! She'd been here for so long without managing to gather any useful information, and Penelope had already started to get impatient. But now—it was as if it had just

" Rebecca gasped, her eyes widened as she eyed Nikki from head to toe. author Facebook page: Author faith Odulesi Instagram:@faithodulesi

If she had a loved one by her side, she would have felt much more at ease. Rebecca shifted her chin on her hand, leaning somewhat wearily against the cave wall. Her gaze fixed on the moonlight spilling on the ground, and she began to collect some seashells in the moonlight. "Ms. Johnson, what are you doing?" David caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye and couldn't help but ask Rebecca. Rebecca threw the rocks and shells from her hand one by one and looked up at the moon. She said, "I'm not doing anything. I'm just a bit bored, so I'm looking at the moon."

She knows that staring very well. "Alright, give me a moment." Rebecca looked at the book list but there was no any J.K. book. "Sorry, but there are no books by the name of J.K author for now." "It can't be. I just asked my uncle a few days ago and he told me. It will come around today. Can you please check on it once more?" The boy tried to deceive her. While the other friend slightly smirks to get a chance to adore her face and body more.

She leaned over the table, her brilliant eyes locking directly onto the lead developer with the fierce, merciless focus of a scholar going to war. "The local council hasn't identified a loophole," Rebecca said, her voice dropping to a low, razor-sharp whisper that echoed flawlessly through the quiet hall. "They’ve identified their own structural incompetence. And Quinn Consulting is banking on the assumption that nobody in this castle knew how to read the original texts."

… Weeks later… At the largest bookstore in Brentwood city, Quinn Edwards held a signing book event. After releasing her new book, The Forbidden CEO and I a few weeks back, she held the event to interact with her fans and sign whichever book of hers they purchased. The new book was a story about how a young lady who was the daughter of the housekeeper of a certain wealthy family fell in love with the heir. They were from different worlds. How could they fall in love? The two indulged in hidden passion, slowly giving in to their desires until they couldn’t keep their love a secret anymore.

Rebecca's POV Lady Kalali thrust a jeweled finger toward me, her voice slicing the silence. “Her. Rebecca Rosewyn. Isabelle Rosewyn’s daughter, the Crown’s old potion maker. She runs her own shop now, doesn’t she? Of course she would know how to brew something forbidden.” A gasp rippled through the crowd. People recoiled, pressing closer to glimpse the scandal. Heat prickled under my skin. My entire body felt like it might collapse.

…What evil-wolf-husband? I blinked, confused for a second, then it hit me. Rebecca’s book. Gosh she really has terrible taste in book titles. A laugh escaped my lips before I could stop it. It was surprising that Margaux knew about Rebecca’s book, but it also lightened the mood a little. "You know about the book? And you immediately figured it out based on that?" "Well, she did use pseudonyms for the characters," Margaux said with a sly grin. "But some of us can still put two and two together."

He mumbled calmly in an assurance. “Let us go!” I mumbled and we continued our walk. “Your Highness! She is here.” He said when we stepped inside the chamber where both King and Queen are present on the thrones. “I did not get time to have a word with you Child as I was needed to look after the settling of the people that returned from Palmer.” She said in a tone like an authority and I gave her a small nod. “I am Sabrina, Queen of the Nadir.” She added.