Rebecca The Book Novels & Stories

Involuntarily, I clutched my empty abdomen, a silent sob choking in my chest. My poor child... a tiny life that hadn't even had the chance to fully form had left me forever in a ruthless pool of blood at the Hayes villa. I hadn't even had the chance to find out if the baby was a boy or a girl, to watch my child be born, or to hold them in my arms even once.

Please make sure you have been read first one, because this book is sequel from it. Enjoy the book! Find me on: LinkedIn : Nani Wahyuni GoodNovel : Nani Wahyuni I* : @rebecca_rodriguez_44 F******k : Rebecca Rodriguez

Her eyes widened in shock and disbelief etched on her features. She had traveled back in time to three years ago. A wide gasp escaped her lips. “I was reborn? Did God just give me another chance?” She muttered. She had only seen things like this happen in movies but it just happened to her. Why? Why was she given another chance? She remembered this day, her sister's birthday. “Darling! It's your sister's birthday. What do you plan on giving her?” Charles came out of the washroom and asked her, jolting her out of her reverie.

As she’s about to leave the room, someone called. “Hey, I’m leaving the hotel. My car service is waiting,” she talked to the person on the other line. “I can’t wait to see you here. We’ve so much to see and talk about,” Noah said. Cela gave her room one final look. This is the place where she leaves her old self. “We wanted to go to a specific place and it didn’t matter if the road was rough and the journey was long. In the end, we found different places for ourselves but these places were the destinations where we were truly meant to go,” she said to herself. The fourth book begins at chapter 1 in Paris. The End.

With a heavy, resonant groan, the doors swung inward, revealing the grand library of the Sovereign. The heavy oak doors parted, and Rebecca stopped dead in her tracks. The breath left her lungs in a sharp, fractured gasp, her notebook slipping slightly against her ribs as her hands lost their grip on reality. She had expected shelves. She had expected rare manuscripts and the smell of old dust. But she had not been prepared for this.

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.

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.

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.

Amira replied. “Oh yes we did,” Rebecca replied. “You went out with Richard, didn’t you?” Amira asked. “How did you know?” Rebecca asked. “I saw you guys when you were returning,” Amira replied. “We went to the market and even proceeded to visit Alice,” Rebecca announced. “Oh really? Did she give you my book?” Amira asked. “No she didn’t, we didn’t even talk about it,” Rebecca replied. “I never give her my things again. I gave it to her almost three months ago and each day we meet at school, she will tell me that she has forgotten it at home,” Amira complained.

She left right after that encounter. She's weird and she didn't even mind knowing me or my name at all. I'll surely remember her face if I will see her again. I am already looking forward for it. -- Rebecca's POV The house is a two-story studio type. It is situated in front of the many trees. I can say, we're a bit nearing the forest already. Our house is five minutes away from the main road which is a bit quiet. It's creepier since I am all alone in our house. It has two rooms on the upper part and there is a single room on the lower ground, near the kitchen. We have a simple sofa with fewer appliances. I've never felt so empty now that I can't feel any presence moving to and pro in the kit