Rebecca Sullivan Novels & Stories

These children, my children, embodied ragged potential untapped. “They’ve been trying to save her all along,” Seb continued, his eyes imploring. “We can either help them or stay put and do nothing. But they need us.” A heavy pause followed his words. Silence stretched before I spoke, a sincerity I hardly knew I possessed. “Tell us what to do, Seb.” His expression softened, granting me a nod of approval, small but profound. Duty resolved within our gaze. “Luna’s going after those who wronged her first,” he said quietly. “Her birth mother and father, Marcus Kane, and whoever else hurt her.”

Caspian instructed. "Yes, sir!" Sylvia replied. Once they ended the phone call, Sylvia immediately began her investigation. The reason Caspian was being this cautious was because Rebecca's appearance was rather sudden. He could not let a complete stranger be so close to Willow. A few minutes later, he received a call from Sylvia. "Caspian, I've already investigated. Rebecca is an artist from Starsphere Media. She has dabbled in film and music. "She's a really famous celebrity in the entire Diatoran. However, she recently rejected the sexual advances of Billy Jennings from Mahayan Pavilion and is currently being hunted down by them …"

I smelled the flowers and smiled when I read the card tucked inside, sent by Tim. “Are you really leaving us, Rebecca?” Janna asked. “That’s right, Becca. You’re one of the best actresses here at the theater. Didn’t you even get an offer to be the lead in that drama on Eight? You won’t try that either?” “Oh, come on. As if you don’t know what our best friend wants,” Sabel chimed in. “She wants to be the perfect housewife for her Prince Charming, Timothy Meaney.” I stood up and smiled at my closest friends— Janna, Nathalia, and Sabel.

The signature scent of the one woman I despised more than anyone else in this world. Sienna De Luca. The Omega with a heart full of light… and a life that was never meant to be hers. The Omega who thought that everything was easy, who got everything the way that she wanted to get it, who did not know what it was to struggle, and who did not know what it was to know pain. “I do not need to believe that it is going to work, I need to know that it is.” Hi Sarah. Turning to look at my father. “It won’t just work,” I said, sealing the vial between my palms. “It will change everything. Because right now I'm not going to rely on hope, I'm going to rely on facts and on what I'm going to do.”

I came here because-" I began. "I know why you came here. I've almost been expecting you. My sister is thirteen and fast becoming a woman. Her power is getting out of control, isn't it?" Max replied basically stealing the words from my mouth as he dragged himself to one of the many chairs in a stiff fashion.

Rebecca Grey hailed from Kentucky and had been working as a journalist for New York's TNN for the past two years. At twenty-six, she'd won her first Pulitzer Prize for an article that had swayed the jury's decision on a conglomerate case involving one of the biggest companies in Manhattan. This was no easy feat for a journalist so young, but she had managed to pull it off. He'd half expected a nerdy reporter with an irritating personality to come stumbling into his office this morning, but she had pleasantly surprised him. Now, Rebecca sat down next to him, oblivious of how her proximity made him yearn to touch her face. She gingerly removed her tools from the bag and started to run through

I put my cold hands on my head and swayed myself but the deep breaths I took didn’t calm my panic attack. Lucille kneeled next to me. "Oh my god. Boo, are you okay? What’s wrong? Look, I'm not scared of getting hurt. I know you still love your wife and that’s normal. And I'm not sure about love yet, but I know I really like you. I can handle myself. Let's just be each other's rebound for now." Lucille's voice was so light and soft but her words buried me six feet under. Rebound. I'm just her rebound?

He’s human, he’s fun and there is nothing serious going on between us – exactly what I want. Some would judge me for being with a human and some would judge me for taking my own pleasure when I want. Some would judge me as a woman, sleeping with someone without commitment where they wouldn’t pass that same judgement on a man. I no longer let other people’s judgements stop me from having the fun I wish to have. Joshua is my rebound guy, as Lily teases me, helping me get over Drake. I had not heard from Drake in months. He had communicated with my father about a new alliance he is forming, which will benefit the entire alliance. I listened with interest as my father told me but was secret

Isaac’s tone was emotionless as he stared blankly. “I couldn’t feel the connection anymore after waking up,” he added. My grip on his hand tightened, but honestly, I did not feel anything for her—no grief, no sadness. ~~~~ “We have managed to get Clement back, bubba.” I kiss Isleen’s forehead while gently giving her a sponge bath. She is doing much better today. The Pack doctor has given clearance for her to sit for long hours, but not to strain herself. She was still restrained from using her healing power and getting out of bed.

I pretended to be studying. Ali "Are you angry with me?" Aashleena "No. I just want to study. " Ali " I am sorry i didn't want to hurt you. please talk to me properly what happened? " Aashleena "I told you its nothing. I want to study. please stop discussing that." Ali "Alena is just a friend nothing else." Aashleena "I don't wanna know anything about your ex. please leave me alone if you don't wanna study. "