Novel & Cerita Rebecca Ross Books

"A broken mirror can never be made whole again. Julian, since I've taken this step, I will never look back." Julian nodded approvingly. "Good to hear that." Hearing my response, Willow seemed to relax and looked up at me cheerfully. "Mommy!" I scooped her up into my arms. I had brought her to the bookstore specifically to see if there were any books that interested her or picture books she could use. While Julian had his own books to buy, he left us to look around the bookstore. Willow was fascinated by the colorful book covers, and she loved them all.

Taking Grandpa’s warning seriously, I went to the library to take books to complete my notes. As I enter, I notice Rebecca Sinclair holding a pile of book in her hands, with a smugly smile on her face when her gaze falls on me. What is her problem? Every chic in this school wants to be with me but her, she is a pain in ass, just like her grades. She tops in academics’ every year and she knows that she is winning this already! “hey! Ashford! What’s up?” Oliver, my best friend taps on my shoulder, “she is not your type, dude!” she points when he notices I was glaring at Rebecca.

The words had spilled out of my mouth before I could gather my thoughts. I heard Rebecca shifting, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw her rise from her seat. "Can I make use of these books?" As I nodded, she swiftly made her way to the shelves. Rebecca took her time selecting a book and, finally, turned back to face me. "Can I borrow this one?" "You can read whatever you want, Rebecca." "Thank you," she said. Rebecca settled down on the couch beside me, tucking her legs underneath her. Resting her head on the arm of the couch, she opened the book.

Rebecca walked in the room and scrunched her nose. "It's too boring and smells like a shit... Fix the room!" She ordered him. He raised his eyebrows at the attitude. "Make it like Rebecca!... You might have low standards, I don't!" She looked sassily at her nails. "Yeah, and I want my nails done... Arrange for it!" Skyler looked at Rosetta and she just shrugged at him. "Consider it done!" He sighed. Rebecca rolled her eyes and went to bed. When she laid down she closed her eyes.

However, when she heard Carissa had been the one to save them tonight, she went straight to Rebecca and demanded sharply, "How did you treat her in the past? Today, she saved the entire Warren family. Do you feel any shame? Will you still speak ill of her in the future?" For the first time, Rebecca was at a loss for words in front of her sister-in-law. She was still in shock after the danger she faced tonight, which had nearly taken what was left of her life. Yet, Rebecca was naturally strong and stubborn. After several changes in her expression, she finally managed to say, "How would she know that Valor Estate was under attack? Did she send the assassins herself? The authorities haven't inv

Rebecca pulled off her hood, and dark hair spilled into the early light. A few passersby glanced her way. "This is the stop. Bro, you can head back now." "I'll wait until you get on," Oscar replied. She smiled. "Having a brother feels pretty good." She tugged him closer, then released his sleeve. She pulled a small book from her pocket, no bigger than her palm. Oscar recognized it at once. It was an Anglo vocabulary guide. She flashed him a quick smile, lowered her eyes, and began to recite under her breath. Oscar stood beside her and watched the morning unfold.

All she’d done was write down her thoughts on how society made big women feel and how women living with curves needed to change their thinking to stop feeling inferior to anyone smaller. Along with all the fame of her book, she’d been in the public’s eye. Something she hadn’t enjoyed at all. She sucked it up and did what she had to in order to give big girls a voice. Rebecca had been harassing her about an interview for her magazine as well. Their last conversation hadn’t gone well. If only Rebecca could see the beauty of Aurora. The gorgeous forest and how clean the air felt. So crisp. Even waking up to two suns had done nothing but add to the charm of the alien planet.

She put everything in her mouth. "She is teething again," Jenna said. "Everything looks delicious to her." "She tried to eat a book." "That is normal." Jenna laughed. She looked tired. Happy. Phillip came alone. He talked about Sarah the whole time. She was coming next time. He was nervous. "You love her," I said. "I do." "Then do not be nervous. Be present." He nodded. He sat by the fire and watched the flames. Rebecca showed up with purple hair and a red coat. She brought pie. Apple. Her grandmother's recipe. Tom came with her. His beard was longer.

Then Rebecca noticed something written on the last page of the children's book. It wasn't Claire's handwriting. It wasn't Daniel's. The ink was fresh. Only a few years old. The message read: If you're reading this, I'm already gone. Don't look for me. They'll only follow you. Signed with a single initial. D. Rebecca closed the book gently. For the first time, she didn't believe Daniel Cross was dead. She believed he was still running. And that somewhere... He already knew they had found Claire's room.