Rebekah And Stefan Novels & Stories

Adian raised his hand slightly, whispering, “stop making noise.” Eli’s eyes widened in horror. What was happening? She looked at Israel, and he was smirking at her. Klaus only gave her a meaningful look, as if asking “You keep quiet or not?” Rebekah chuckled. “Someone suddenly lost her voice? Perfect. Now hear me while your lips are sealed.” “Let this be the last time you interfere in my grandson’s marriage, or our friendship is over.” With that, Rebekah turned and walked away. “Oh, that's a second chance,” Adian chuckled, taking a calm sip of his tea.

Rebeccah's POV The day my mate chose to leave me was on the very day we had decided to become one. "I, Caleb Parker, the next alpha of the Shadow Hills pack reject you, Rebeccah Smith as my mate and future Luna" The words burned through me with the worst kind of pain. I couldn't believe what was happening. Why the sudden change from him? Everything had been okay all this while. Or has it?

Beatrice said. Stefan shrugged. His smartwatch buzzed—it was time for work. “I thought you were spending the day with your wife,” Beatrice said. “I am, but I have to squeeze in a little work,” he replied, standing. His eyes found Dorothy with Maxwell and the other kids. “I’ll let her stay with you and Maxwell until I’m back.” Beatrice nodded and smiled. She watched Stefan walk up to Dorothy. They shared a hug and a kiss before he left.

My name is Rebecca but most people especially, my friends and family members call me Becky for short. I'm a 36-year-old divorce, so sad! Of course, it will be interesting to remind you that I have been divorced three times. It's no joke that such happened to me. Who am I to question my fate?

Brick by brick. And when I glanced across the room, Rebekah was still watching. Still smiling. I hesitate before leaving the room, I need to speak to the lady. She quickly rushed upstairs, guess she wants me to follow her up there. I rushed upstairs, catching up with her, she was standing on the balcony, hand wrapped around the balcony rail. “What do you want?” She asked, facing outside. “Who the hell are you?” I asked walking closer to her. “Sorry I scared you earlier, my name is Rebekah, Marcello's ex.”

She replied, breaking the kiss. "She was never a problem...she was a distraction which didn't work,... obviously" he whispered. Rebekah smiled, kissing him slightly. "But is this right? I mean... our parents are getting married soon" she whispered, dry-humping him as their lips hovered. "I don't give a fûck." He replied, reconnecting their lips. Rebekah moaned this time, and he finally dipped his hand completely under her. *

''concubine Rebekah, please step forward and announced your meal to the royals. Rebekah stepped forward shakily and almost fell but paul grabbed her before she could kiss the ground. ''I apologize for your highness for touching one of your concubines,'' he said and lets go of Rebekah. ''your highness,'' Rebekah bowed and when she raised her head, she looked towards me and smiled at me. I started back at her wondering why she was smiling at me. I haven't had a proper interaction with her in months and I could vividly remember that I have only slept with her once so I wondered why she was smiling at me. ''I prepared an appetizer too,'' she announced and beckoned to those behind her. just like

"Let's see who populates the trenches when the snow hits." She spun on her heel and stormed up the iron stairs, ignoring the guards who hurried to match her stride. Left behind in the bunker, Rebekah’s smug smile completely evaporated under the heavy, collective weight of our glares. Grace let out a loud, mocking snort. "Your master just abandoned the field, Rebekah. Aren't you going to run after her leash?" Rebekah’s face flushed with rejection, her eyes shifting instinctively toward Malik Arden, hoping for a single trace of protection, but she was met only with his frozen, killer glare. Stung to the core, she bowed her head and scrambled up the concrete steps after Bianca.

“I’m Travis. That’s Jake. Marcus should be here soon.” Rebekah scanned the piles of debris until she saw the movement of a blond mohawk near what appeared to be a dining table under a mountain of laundry and beer cans. Jake stood, wiped his hand on his black T-shirt, and then extended it in her direction. “Dave’s sister, right?” “Um, yeah.” She took his hand and shook it. “I’m Rebekah, but most people call me Reb.” “Are you sure that’s not short for rebel?” Jake asked as he took in her funky clothes and blue hair.

she hisses again as they stand before each other like two antagonistic lions. I feel Rayshift beside me, and before I know it, he is standing up, taking me with him as he approaches them. They drop the rage when they sense us. As if we have not been watching the entire show. As if there is anything new with them. I know their secrets. I know they were together in that blackmail attack against me years ago. The person I pity is Rey, because I still have not found the courage to do what she did.