Rebecca Shaw Author Books Novels & Stories

Chapter 23: The Truth about Him Faith’s P.O.V “Here you go,” David pointed out to the isle that had all the books related to disaster management. “Try the books written by Heather Shaw and Kane Westwick, so far they are the most helpful ones you’ll find on the subject.” “Thank you so much, David,” I told him gratefully. “I’d be totally lost if you didn’t help me out here. This place is massive!”

"He cannot leave this world if he knows you are in it. The bond will not allow him to step into the dark without you, but his mind is stubborn, and his grief is a fortress. You have to help him remember, Rebecca. Through these journals, through your sketches, through whatever it takes... you have to convince the Master that there is a future worth living for." Rebecca sat in the dim, candlelit silence of the grand library, the weight of a forgotten lifetime settling squarely onto her shoulders. She looked at the charcoal pencil in her hand, then toward the heavy doors. She had come to the old country to be a simple scribe, but she was realizing with a terrifying certainty that she was the au

Rebecca felt Sheira's hands pulling her arm. "Hey, you're too hot. C'mon, I am sorry. Sit down here again. Gavin might think you're trying to look cute at him." "If you still want a friend in me, please shut up. I am not in the mood. I don't want to be teased with anybody and you know that." "Okay, okay Miss hot girl. Calm down. I will not insist Gavin to you anymore. Friends?" "Suit yourself." Rebecca sat down again with a grumpy face. She opened her books and tried reading it. She could see Sheira in her peripheral vision. She's still observing her and what she's doing. Sheira decided to be quiet for the sake of Rebecca's silence.

Being there really did change my mood. Rebecca and I wandered the shelves for hours until I had selected a few books to read. The entire time, she made jokes about the romances I selected, while I tried to convince her they were beautiful stories. As the sun began to set off in the distance, I enjoyed the cool breeze that was drifting in through the window. It was a welcome relief to have the fresh air upon my skin. I still longed for the outside, but I had gotten used to Grey's rules ..

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.

“Um ok, you really are amazing.” “I am, it’s part of the charm.” “Favourite author then?” “V.E. Schwab her fantasy writing is fucking out of this world amazing.” “Addie LaRue was spectacular.” “Yes it was, ok who’s your favourite author?” I ask then. “Colleen Hoover, she has me crying for days. Ugly Love had me staring at the wall at 3am. November 9 had me in tears and Verity I was just so fucking shocked by that book I didn’t know what to do.”

The reckoning was no longer something she would deliver. It was something she was starting to fear would claim them both. Hi everyone! Thank you for supporting me on this journey. I’m a new writer, and your love and encouragement mean everything to me. Please feel free to check out my other books below. 💕 Other works: • The Pleasure Directive • Encore with the Devil • Bloodscript: Survival Game of the Reborn • Rejected Omega Princess: Meet My Overprotective Brothers • Killed and Reborn: My Alpha’s Obsession

Fiona’s kind of venom didn’t die that easily. Silence stretched for a moment, broken only by the ticking of the old clock on the mantel. Rebecca squeezed her knees tighter, her body trembling. She wanted to scream, to stand up and shout that none of this was fair, that she had no control. But her throat locked. She stayed curled in the shadows, invisible, clinging to the hope that Ryan’s words weren’t what they seemed. Footsteps creaked. Slow, measured, deliberate. Rebecca’s breath hitched. Someone was moving at the porch.

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!

Hunter noticed that he looked deep in thought but that only lasted for a second because Rebecca went to take the rock next his. "How come you only have book 3 of The Mafia Family?" Rebecca was asking him. "No book 1 or 2." He chuckled. "Because that's the only book where their whole system is actually brought down." Rebecca nodded. "Interesting." "Which book did you pick?" "This one." She showed him the cover. "Not really a crime girl but it's all you got." "What do you like?" "Romance." "Why am I not surprised?" Rebecca laughed. "What's that supposed to mean?"