Rebecca Sullivan Novels & Stories

Rebecca smiles and looks at him, grabbing his hands and assuring him that she will help him find her. Rebecca had gone through a lot trying to find her the minute Selene had told her something was off about that attack. The minute she had begun to work her spell and sought where she was hiding, she took off without anyone realizing it. Telling Selene she was visiting a few friends. Though Emma's first response to see her was to run, Rebecca convinced her to at least talk to her and explaine what was happening. Everything seemed to fit into place the day she met her. But she made her promise to keep her existence and whereabouts secret until Carrie was gone.

REBORNED Episode EPISODE Eight Third person POV Six months later: It was night when a girl dressed in black shirt and shorts with sneakers was walking down an alley. A black pouch was hanging on her waist and black cap donned on her fake bob cut hair. Because it was night, she seemed to blend in the environment and no one on the street regarded her. She reached a club called Potty and wine, one of the most illegal strip clubs in Lucknow…

Me – hello, girlfriend. Rebecca – hello girl. Me – how is it going. Have you told him already? Rebecca – not yet girlfriend. Me – why. It is running late already. Rebecca - no, not like that. I am still waiting for him. He has some work, that is why he hasn't returned home yet. But he will be here any minute now. Me—ooh, I see. So, what are you doing now? Rebecca – I am just preparing something nice for him to eat. After eating, I will tell him everything.

After several hours of running, just before dawn, Saya collapses among some rocks near a mountainous area, creating an invisible protective bubble around her. Carrie, who had been wandering those parts searching for herbs, spots Saya just as she transforms back into Selene and falls unconscious a few meters away. She recognizes her Uriel’s granddaughter, her brother's kin, the Luna of the Redwood Wolves, the one Carla and Augusto want dead at all costs to prevent her from giving the alpha Connor an heir.

“Look, isn’t that the Lidell family’s eldest daughter, Willow?” “Has she been kidnapped? Oh, goodness, she’s being dunked into the water! It is no wonder only Miss Wendy is here tonight.” “How cruel! Miss Willow looks like she’s about to drown in that video!” Horace looked deathly pale. Meanwhile, menace flashed in Wendy’s eyes. “Honored guests, this is some kind of mistake. Someone has ill intentions toward me. My eldest daughter is overseas right now. Nothing has happened to her!”

This kit felt more like home than any place I’d ever lived. Later that afternoon, a soft knock came at my door. “Senna? It’s Rhea.” “Come in,” I called. A young woman, maybe twenty, stepped inside. She had big, nervous eyes. Her hair was pulled back in a neat braid. She looked strong, but unsure. “Hi,” she said, shifting her weight. “I’m Rhea. Caius said you were… the new healer.” She said ‘the new healer’ like it was a very important, slightly scary thing.

Winter read every line of the profile without skipping a word. Rebecca had entered the entertainment industry as a model straight out of high school, later transitioning into acting. There was no record of her attending university. That meant she couldn't possibly have been Victoria's university classmate. Winter's mind went blank, the pieces refusing to fit together. She quickly grabbed her phone and dialed Elijah. "Win? What's wrong?" Elijah's voice came through quickly, warm as ever. Winter's gaze darkened. "Eli, you were right. That Ms. Green is definitely not what she seems!"

"But if you dare touch Sephy, you'll end up worse than this bottle. Get it?" Teary-eyed, she dared not make a sound, only shivering. Morpheus got up and left, resembling a black-clad slayer walking through hell. - The next day, Morpheus' assistant revealed the investigation details. "Indeed, Rebecca is from the Hamerton Group's medical team. She majors in physiology, but there's nothing off about her. She bought the pictures from someone else." "What?" "She bribed a Hamerton maid, as well as Ms. Hammerton's attendant." The assistant placed the documents on the desk.

He raised one hand and pointed toward Rebecca, still in the water, still watching with cool eyes. “She is not some society heiress here to decorate a sponsorship campaign,” Liam said. “She is not here to dance on the sidelines for attention. Put away your cheap narratives about traffic, glamour, and capital.” The pool hall quieted. His dark eyes shifted to Rebecca, and the pride in them was impossible to hide. “Remember her name,” he said, every word clear enough for the microphones to catch. “Rebecca Perry. She broke junior records at fourteen and won the national title at seventeen.”

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.