Rebecca Sullivan Novels & Stories

ISABELLA'S POV He came back unusually quiet today, I wondered what must have gone wrong with the outing with Chris, he barely replied Mary's greeting so I didnt bother greeting him. I walked silently to my room, I looked at my reflection in the mirror, I had changed, I had grown more Beautiful, fairer and full-cheeked, my hair finally relaxed more than it ever had, Canada hair stylist magic. I picked my phone to surf the internet, I was bored. Scrolling through my I*******m feed, I stumbled across a post from Tyler Perry, advertising his first black series, which he would be producing and directing, The Tyler PERRY'S SISTER'S. It was premiering in Los Angeles, and its first cinema appearance

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!

As he finished announcing Sera as his fiancée, thunderous applause erupted. Slam! The double oak doors of the banquet hall were violently pushed open from the outside. Amidst the crowd of silk and finery, I walked in. No extravagant gown; I wore only a simple black dress. My face was pale and hollow, but my eyes burned with a fierce, chilling resilience. Raising a wireless microphone in my hand, I spoke in a flat yet resonant voice that echoed throughout the hall: "Dominic Hayes. At a celebration for your ascent to the pinnacle of the business world, how could your lawful wife possibly be absent?"

“Good Morning ladies, my name is Lilly, and I have survived domestic violence.” We go around the group with introductions and some small talk. I can see how anxious everyone is. “Rebecca asked me to be here today, to tell you a little bit of what I’ve been through since I left my abuser.” “Bec said it’s your last day”, Kelly states “It is.” “Can I ask why?” Annie asks in a small voice

It's almost been a year and yet I couldn't find a clue of where she is, and what makes my search harder is Rachel is a loner and secretive person, in many ways she is like me. Except for the fact that she is loud and quirky which is quite opposite of what I'm, but staying away from her made me realize one thing that I haven't realized working with her for years. That her smile and attitude are just a mask that she puts on to hide the true feeling in her heart. Her smile is nothing but a shield that she uses to protect herself from suffering, but that day with alcohol in her system she is finally able to show the pain, the thoughts the feeling she has been hiding for years, and that was the l

It had been a very busy day. Hayami got out of the car when she got home; upon entering, she saw her sister coming up the stairs. "How did it go?" "Fine, your boyfriend, he's not such a bad boss." Isabel looked confused. "What? I don't understand." Hayami went up the stairs, took Isabel's hand, and continued up. "You'll find out eventually, so I'll tell you: I'm working at Noah's company." "What? Why didn't you tell me?"

Ava said as I nodded. "I just need to charm this woman and act smitten by her and in no time she'll fall for me. Then I can propose. Order me a ring, your choice one she wouldn't be able to say no to." I said as Ava picked up her tablet by her side and starts shopping online. "Tell me about this woman?" The little I know about her would work in my favour. “Rebecca Marlowe. Daughter of Elijah and Annabelle Marlowe. She’s a practicing lawyer working at her father’s firm. Twenty-seven. Never been in a relationship. Extremely shy, doesn’t drink, and conservative in her ways.” Ava rattled off.

No, it’s because having an Alpha like Aaron on his side would elevate his own status, make him more powerful and more respected, more untouchable too A wave of anger, mixed with a painful sense of betrayal, rises in me and my chest tightens with the realization, constricting as if my own ribs are conspiring to trap my heart. I glance around the table, searching for signs of reaction, and I’m not the only one shocked by this revelation. Alice and Vanessa’s faces betray subtle expressions of surprise, though they attempt to mask it with practiced calmness, there’s a flicker of something darker behind their eyes, a whisper of judgment or perhaps disbelief but they try to keep it hidden, just as

Tomorrow, he would find out he had thrown away a diamond, and I was coming to crush him. My phone rang again. It was a restricted number. I answered. "Rebecca," a deep, dangerous voice said. It wasn't Silas. It was his biggest rival. "I heard you’re finally single. Ready to make him regret every breath he takes?"

To my surprise, he was still there as if a magic spell was cast and put him in deep thought. Seriously, I don’t get him. “WHERE THE hell have you been?” asked Reina as she opened the door of our room. “Just took some night walk. Why?” She put her hands on the side of her waist, eyes raging on me. “Whoa, what’s your problem?” She laughed sarcastically. “What’s my problem? You are my problem.” “Ha?” “The Rebecca I know goes home right after her shift. She doesn’t do late-night walks because she prefers to read books before she sleeps. Now tell me? Who are you and where have you been—don’t try to philosophize me!’ she said.