Rene Webb Novels & Stories

Every detail seemed to radiate a sense of otherworldly allure, leaving me spellbound in the girl's presence. “Hi.” She said in smiles. “Didn't see you there.” “Aurora is the name.” “Hi, I'm Gwen.” I shook her hands in admiration. It was so cool to know she could control the direction of the wind. “You're very pretty.” She complimented me, smiling. “You’re prettier.” I replied blushing. “Don't try to be modest, you're the prettiest thing I've ever seen.” “Why does his taste have to be so rich?.” “Why is he so perfect?.” She lamented. We both laughed.

“Hello, Miss Hudson. I'm Tobias Valdez. I've heard quite a bit about you!" At that moment, a suave man with curly hair approached. “Hello, Mr. Valdez," Renee greeted, shaking his hand. Tobias, a fashion designer, was a rising name in the industry. However, his accolades paled in comparison to Renee’s. As Tobias was about to continue, Renee’s phone rang. It was Marcelo. “Excuse me," She said to Tobias before stepping away to take the call.

It was hard to find skinwalkers from the Wilder Clan, since most of us was killed off before the first reset. I was running through the woods looking for food, when a group of wolves stopped in front of me. They shifted into a group of men but one caught my eye. Mate. I shifted and he stepped closer. "Who are you and why are you trespassing?" He asked. "I was sent by Arachne, Goddess of Arachnids. My name is Arabella of the Wilder Clan, I'm your real mate." I told him. "Wilder Clan? You're a Skinwalker?" He asked, with surprise.

Not because he was fat or he had a dead brother, not because he was weird or he had a nickname that mocked his entire identity. Because she didn’t care about all that. She knew he had fallen for her and she helped him out of it. To fall for another she couldn’t see. Irene. Katharina Stones. She couldn’t see but only believed when she was faced with the truth. That she was real. NOW And she looked up from the text she was about to write to Sally. She had gotten her new number from her best friend, Jeffrey. And after two years, she was actually willing to make amends. To finally embrace the person she was in Rennè.

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…

"Ten minutes. If you are not out by then I am coming in." I walked into the room. It smelled like flowers. That smell reminded me of my funeral. My heart skipped a beat. I kept walking. Ten women were sitting around a table. At the head sat Lis Brad. She looked very rich in a suit. Stacy was there too. She was sitting at the end and looked nervous. "Vivian you actually came " Lis Brad said. The other women went silent. They were watching me like hawks. "We were just talking about the archives. It must be so quiet and lonely there she said."

I jumped from my sleeping position and immediately picked up my phone as I saw Webb's name across my screen, expecting another update from the investigation, but the voice on the other end made her entire body go still. “Hello? Karen?” “Yes?” I answered. “We've got a problem.” I rubbed my eyes. “What happened?” There was a long silence. Then she spoke, her voice barely above a whisper. “Thomas Reef is gone.”

He looked back down at the screen with his full, undivided attention, trying to understand what she had managed to see in him. "I look—" He stopped. "I don't know. I don't look like myself." "You look exactly like yourself," she countered gently, taking the phone back. "You look like yourself when nobody is watching." The field was emptying around them as players headed toward the locker room. The late afternoon light was turning golden, throwing long shadows across the grass. "Marcus Webb emailed Bennett," Ariana said quietly. "He wants me to assist on a project in January. Because of this photograph."

- I reached a final decision after pondering on it for a while. "Okay. I'll send you the details, I'm leaving now" - she turned to the meek girl with the huge framed glasses. "She's in your hands now" - she smiled before heading out the door. Without Rachel around, my attention turned to the young lady, "I believe introductions are in order. My name is Selene Woods and you?" - I initated a formal introduction between us both. "Bennett Gale, I'm an intern at the agency and I'm also a big fan of your movies, ma'am" - she spoke excitedly with a big grin on her face.

Leo reached for me with his hands, his own eyes flashing Scarlett rushed in from a corner. “They cannot hide much longer!” She yelled, her voice shaking. “Those pups are too strong. I hope rogues will not find them out any time soon Then… as if Scarlett’s words called the devil, I smelled danger before I saw the harbinger. Cassandra. She walked in without knocking, feeling proud as usual, her dress looking too fancy for the ‘dirty Omega quarters’ I was. Her sharp eyes were flipping around the room until they stopped on the cribs.