Rhea Ripley Tumblr Novels & Stories

“I need all the news from back home. I need to know if anyone heard from Riley, and if they replaced me at the theater and-” “Oh, don’t worry. We’re catching aaaaaallll the way up.” She laughs. “Chief gossip reporter at your disposal right here. You won’t believe the shit that Gavin’s pulled. And Sarah?! Oh my Goddess… Sarah.” “Oh, wait, wait. Before I forget. Frey, did you meet Kayla yet?” I roll onto my side with my legs still hooked around her and look at Kayla who’s watching us with a huge smile and her hands on her cheeks.

It might not be as comfortable for me, but Rachel seems to have her best time cuddling in my arms. I smiled, moving her hair away from her eyes. She seems like the child in this position, an adorable, carefree child that enjoys being sleepy with her favorite stuffed toys wrapped around her. Well, in Rachel’s case, I guess I’m her stuffed toy, looking at the way she lay on top of my chest. Damn, she is adorable, and with every passing second, I think I’m falling even more than I was before. While Rachel was enjoying her slumber, I tried to close my eyes too, but before I could sleep, I heard Liam cry from his room.

Ryan break this pictu- My eyes get terrifically wide as I see the playboy swimsuit calendar on his table. The girl in the bikini is Kelly Clawford, the model I slept with last week. Is he into girls? Is he straight? I ask myself. My wolf is swimming in jealousy, envying the calendar bikini girl. Ryan, tear this calendar and that dog's picture, break all the computers and tables. Dakota screams in my head. "I have an extra if you like it this much." I knew who said that because my heartbeats instantly fasten hearing his smug voice. I turn my head, glaring at my mate. Does this human even know who I am?

Eyes glowing with power that made the camera flicker and distort. Racheal. My rejected mate. The omega I'd cast aside. The Ghost Wolf I'd spent years studying, documenting, trying to understand. She looked different than the last time I'd seen her. Stronger. More confident. The uncertainty that had clung to her like a second skin was gone, burned away by whatever she'd endured in Kelly's facility. This wasn't the broken girl who'd fled my territory with tears streaming down her face. This was something else entirely. The footage showed her entering the outpost. Three minutes of silence. Then the building exploded in silver flames that consumed everything. Research notes. Equipment. The photo

"She fought it. I don't know how. She stuck the needle into Rita instead and just ran." I watched Ripley step into the small room. He didn't look at the unconscious woman on the floor. Instead, he picked up a glass syringe. He held it under his nose and took a long, slow breath. Ripley didn't just like drugs. He lived for them. He spent his nights mixing chemicals and his days testing them. He could tell you the exact molecular weight of a toxin just by the scent. A nasty grin spread across his face. "Our little pet has some fire in her. I think I'll enjoy testing my new batches on a girl with this much spirit."

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She ruffled my hair and I swatted her hand away, making us chuckle. Just then, Rhea came into the room, already dressed in ripped shorts that were exposing her ass cheeks and a crop top with a low neck, revealing her generous cleavage. Her feet were adorned in seven-inch killer heels. Her wavy blond hair was parted in the middle while it dropped to her shoulders. She was done with her makeup already and looked ravishing. Trinity wolf-whistled on seeing her, making us chuckle. "Why are you girls not dressed?". Rhea inquired with furrowed brows.

Now Jackson was pulling in one direction and Brandon could feel it and neither of them had the words for what was happening because the reason for it was something none of us could say out loud. Me. I was the reason. My phone buzzed. Elora. I stared at her name for a second before picking up. “Have you seen it?” No greeting. Just those four words, urgent and clipped. “Seen what?” “There’s a new student run digital platform called Spill Page.” I heard her moving, a door closing somewhere on her end. “It just posted something. Rhea, it’s about you.” I sat up straighter. “What do you mean it’s about me?”

Regards, A concerned person Rhea used her fake account so she can’t use her real name. It also makes sure that she’s not tied too much to the drama that’s about to unfold. Rhea sends the pictures of Munya and Anna and the screenshots of their conversations. Rhea really wants to know how this will play out. If it goes viral and a video comes out of Rebecca beating a naked Anna trying to run away then she would have achieved her goal. ****

Rhea said over the phone talking to Sia who called her immediately she reached home and now Rhea who just finished her shower wearing a towel around her body said as she sat down in front of the mirror and looked her bottle of lotion “I know Sia, I don't know what's wrong with me… I've been feeling this way for quite some time now”it was hard to predict what the heck was going on with her but recently, she had been feeling awful and back at the farm house everything was going great until she passed out “Alright, goodnight…kisses”Rhea said and cut the call after getting lectured by Sia and of course she took it. She was just happy the day wasn't fully wasted because Tara and Sia made up alrea