Shiki X Rebecca Novels & Stories

She would know what to do. “Hey, girl,” she said immediately. “What’s up?” “I have a problem,” I started to say right away. She went quiet for a moment. “What’s going on?” she asked. “Well, I have an interview with Merida Ryder on her talk show,” I started to explain. I was cut off by Rebeca’s shrieking. I pulled the phone away from my ear when she started shrieking and I sighed. I should have known Rebecca would react that way; she was a huge fan of Merida Ryder.

says Rebecca. While Dian shoves her finger all the way up Rebecca’s tight wet pussy and now pumping her slippery pussy with her finger. Rebecca climaxed in no time at all. “Oh yessss, oh yesses you’re the best Dian '' says Rebecca while her orgasm is pouring out of her onto Dian’s tongue. Rebecca feeling fully satisfied and even closer to Dian than ever before she kneels down and kisses Dian with an open mouth in an attempt to taste some trace of her juices in Dian’s Saliva.

Rebecca's face turned crimson with his naughty smile. "Crysler, please." She yelled. He laughed loudly and then let her go. Rebecca came back into the room with a thumping heart. 'I have so many works to do.' She reminded herself. Rebecca took her clothes and then move out of the room. She came into Julie's room, he is asleep. She showered in her bathroom and dried her body off then wear her dress. She selected an elite colour palazzo pants with a baby pink full-sleeve shirt. She tugged her shirt into her pant. She tightened it with a pink belt around her palazzo pant. She put on little pearly earnings in her ears. Rebecca did a natural make-up look, she put on high heels that were matching

Chapter 5 Eloise Brooke "Justin?" My voice came out in a whisper as I stared at the person I least ever expected to see. Justin Lloyd. My college ex-boyfriend. His footsteps echoed in the room as he counted his steps toward the bed where I was now seated. He pulled a chair and sat in front of me. "How are you feeling now? Are you okay?" His brown eyes bored into mine worriedly, and as his warm palm came in contact with my skin, my heart fluttered, and my throat went dry.

With love, Rebecca Charles

Lillian's perspective Rebecca snarled at me when she heard that I was going to pick an engagement gift for Chloe. She bared her teeth as if she was going to suck my blood dry. I didn't even flinch. "Come on, Rebecca, give it a shot if you really want to. But as a mixed-blood of a Dark Witch and a werewolf, you probably can't handle what I've got in my serum. Heck, you might even get yourself poisoned if you try sucking my blood."

She knelt down to their level, her tone warm yet gentle. “We’re meeting someone special today,” she said softly, casting a reassuring glance toward Rebecca. “This is Rebecca, my friend. She’s here to spend some time with us and get to know you both.” Jack, curious as ever, took a step forward, his head tilted as he studied Rebecca. His innocent, inquisitive nature broke the silence. “Are you our friend, too?” he asked, his voice bright, undeterred by the formality in Rebecca’s stance. Rebecca’s expression softened, her posture relaxing as she bent to their level. “I’d love to be,” she replied, her voice warm but wavering slightly, like she was still finding her footing. “Only if you want tha

It would be as easy as squashing an ant. ‘Catherine Jones, Shaun Hill, just wait.’ Rebecca was going to make a comeback in no time and settle the old scores with them one by one. ‘Also, Catherine, I’m sure it’ll be interesting to be tortured by your biological mother and brother.’ Hehe. As for herself, she would soon become the successor of Soromon Island. Haha. “By the way, do you know my name from back then?” Sheryl asked. “Mom, your name is Sheryl Jones,” Rebecca finally said something that was true.

"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’m so sorry.” I keep moving. I stay low to the ground because the air is better there. I feel like a ghost. I’ve lived twenty-two years as a ghost in this pack, so I’m good at it. At the east water trough, the air is a little cooler, but the water is black with ash. “Maren? Is that you?” I turn around. It’s Reva. She’s leaning against the stone trough, holding her arm. There’s a deep cut there, and she’s got two little kids tucked behind her legs. They’re crying.