Novel & Cerita Rebekah Originals

She swung her in her arms gently and looked at her mother. "What's her name?" Violet asked her. "Her name is Catherine." Rebecca replied. Violet hummed and glanced at the little girl. "What are you doing here? Did you leave Strathpeffer?" "No. I mean, yes. I live with my husband." Rebecca said. "Husband? You're married?" Violet said in disbelief. Rebecca nodded and smiled faintly. "Becky, I'm so happy for you." Violet said gladly. "Oh, I forgot to introduce you to someone." Rebecca said, turning to her side,

Rebekah whispered as she pushed her away. Then she turned to me- "Drugs?" I asked as i looked away. "We have to find a way to survive in here-" She said as she walked into an open stall. "-for those of us that are here to stay" She whispered as she closed the door. **** REBEKAH THREE YEARS AGO "We have to survive" Ore said as she pointed to one of the whiskeys across the bar. "That one?" I asked as i sat into the chair.

Rebekah swore on the witness oath immediately she took the stand. “You may speak now” Donald said. “Greetings all, I am Rebekah Thomas daughter of Doman Thomas and Karren Thomas. I am a full time member of the Golem pack and partly a member of the blood moon pack, I went to visit my family in the blood moon pack few days ago and on my way back, I saw something my eyes were never meant to see” she stopped trying to hold them in suspense and see the reaction on Alpha Baldwin’s face. Then she continued;

Rebekah's hand shot up faster than you could say 'barbra loves pigs', and so Mr. Beck called on her to start. "Just say three things about yourself, and then it will go around the room." he told her, and she nodded. "Okay, uh... My name's Rebekah, I tend to be demanding... I'm currently taken... and I love learning about the elements." she said, and I couldn't help it, I laughed. Soon she joined in and we were being shushed. I rolled my eyes but complied. It was my turn, so I cleared my throat. "I'm Katerina, my favourite color is green, I love everything

Morgan Young is the gossip queen of the friendship, the funny humorous one. Beside her, there's Lizzy Greene, the fashion icon who's got the trendiest fashion sense in this whole campus. "Where's Bekah?" Pearl asked when she got to them, and the fourth friend immediately came out of her car, elegant as fûck. Rebekah Van Doren, the princess of this island. Her parents rule Terraverde, so she's a royal blood, the richest in the friendship. "Here I am!" Rebekah winked, hugging Pearl fondly.

''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

I see Becca's name pop up so many times and I smile because she's like the company's jewel designer. Reid Beckham! That's got to be him. I frown when I click on his name. The guy's a fashion designer, his feed read, he graduated from Harvard.... blah blah blah! I don't fucking care about all those shit. My hands shake when I see a picture of him. What the hell?! His hair is dark and shiny, has a dangerous face because he looks decent. In summary, he's handsome and young, maybe even younger than Becca and that made my fist clench. Damn it, Becca! Just a friend?

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…

"Thank you." "Proud of you." I kicked his shoe. Jay grinned. There. Normal. I liked normal. "Jay!" We both looked up. Rebekah was crossing the rehearsal room toward us. It was deeply unfair for anyone to look that good after four hours of rehearsal. Her blonde hair was pulled into a high ponytail, and somehow even sweaty and exhausted, she looked like she'd been styled specifically to make the rest of us question our life choices. "Are you coming tomorrow night?" she asked.

"I recall Rebekah’s raw capabilities when we were young cubs. We both joined the grand orchestra platoon at the exact same moment, and her physical performance back then left a massive, lasting impression on my mind." With a stern, realistic tone, Darren explains the brutal reality of the world. "Our orchestra platoon boasts an immense abundance of elite talent, Chika. While Rebekah’s initial performance may have dazzled our eyes years ago, it was nothing but a fleeting moment in time. In a massive community filled with truly exceptional, dominant individuals, her ordinary wolf was destined to blend right into the background sooner or later." I let out a quiet sigh, entirely uncertain how to