Shiki X Rebecca Novels & Stories

“Group stuff. Orgy. I've fantasised about being used instead of intentional consensual fuck. I've fantasied about completely letting go.” Rebecca, now in just her skirt and bra, smiled darkly. “Perfect. Strip him, David. Let’s begin the lessons.” David moved fast, pulling my shirt over my head. Priya worked my pants down, freeing my rock-hard cock. “Look at that,” she cooed. “Already leaking for us. Such potential.” Rebecca finished undressing, revealing her full, soft body and the gold wedding ring on her finger. She climbed onto the large bed and crooked a finger at me. “On your back, intern. Time for your first lesson in loyalty and hierarchy.”

JACOB POV I watch Rebecca stand nervously in front of a Dior branch boutique, her brows scrunched as she fiddled with a stray lock of her hair that seemed to enjoy bouncing in the wind. My hands l**k with hers before I stare at Chen and she nods before walking in, ahead of us. "Why're we standing outside here and not going in?" Becca asked me and I smile down at her. "Chen is clearing the place" "What?" She stuttered, her mouth forming into a perfect O shape that has my groin tightening. A flashed image of us in Aspen mountains makes me grunt out too. Becca, kneeling in front of me, her hair falling in waves behind her while I fuck her mouth.

Instead, she had simply sent him a screenshot of the bar's surveillance footage from five days ago. Janice dropped by the Anderson residence right after Luke got a good look at the screenshot. She gave him the same speech that she always did—her latest business endeavor had failed, and she needed more money for her next attempt. Luke finally saw Janice's true character behind her mask as he stared at the screenshot. His hands were shaking when he slapped her and yelled, "Janice, you beast! You chased away the person who loved me the most!" … Theresa's Point-of-View

I say, walking into the mostly empty boardroom. "You are fortunate," Rebecca-my best friend and partner-says, turning around in her seat as I enter. I met Rebecca in college, and shortly after graduating when we were twenty-two, we'd started our company- S&R Inc. She's my partner, but her skillset is altogether different. Rebecca is an engineer, and a brilliant one at that. I couldn't imagine working without her. Though we both bring something different to our company, we always make a point to sit side-by-side during any meetings to show our level of authority is equal. Getting comfortable in the chair beside hers, I notice how she's adjusting her appearance, using her phone's front-camera

Rebbeca: “If you promise to go to sleep now, yes we’ll talk tomorrow.” Me: “Pwomise?” Rebbeca: “Yes I promise” Me: “Nighty” Rebbeca: “Nighty” Rebbeca POV. The name is Rebbeca, I’m twenty-two years old, I’m a fashion designer and company owner. I have long brown hair, green eyes, for most people I’m a cold-hearted bitch, but the thing that no one knew about me as I’m a Mommy dom. I’m a caregiver with no little, after another lonely night and getting drunk in a trial to fill in the blank. My friend suggested I try online dating, I told him I don’t need a fake little or a gold digger but he assured me that this website is legit.

This was so shocking to me. I took the pen drive while my whole body was shaking. It starts to play and I watch it. I almost had a heart attack when I saw the content of the video. Rebecca was in bed with the same guy in the picture, and together they were having s×x so romantically. I just could not imagine her doing this to me.

Each shard reflected a different version of her face, all whispering the same word in unison: “Luna.” Kian shouted her name, but the sound was swallowed by the rush of wind and light. The marks on her skin flared white-hot, and the air filled with the scent of silver rain. And then, from the shards, a hand reached out. Pale, ink-stained, unmistakably hers. The reflection was stepping out.

He slipped through the people who stopped and chatted with him, congratulating him on surviving the terrible attack of the poachers and rogues that had been working with the humans. He smiled, taking their hands for handshakes, and excused himself toward the very person that he wished to be introduced to. His prayer was answered when the doctor—Sebastian—noticed him and waved him over. “Zack! You’re finally here. Come on, we have to celebrate your appeal as the Omega of the Shadow Pack,” Sebastian called out as the woman next to him was turning her back on him. Her brunette hair was straight, French braided. Zack noticed the earrings that adorned her ears. It accentuated her neck elegantly.

She earned many stern glares and scowls. Abigail shushed her and whispered, looking around her surroundings, “Why are you yelling?” “Oops…” Rebeca placed her fingers on her lips and giggled. Abigail smiled and shook her head helplessly, muttering something under her breath, but the smile on Rebeca’s face froze while looking at something ahead. Her eyes also grew wider, her expression pensive. Abigail was stupefied and opened her mouth to ask her what she was staring at, but before that, Rebeca started asking, “Isn’t she the famous model Erica Barrett? What is she doing with Aidan?”

I didn't acknowledge it outwardly, but I felt the shift in the air between us. The game continued for another twenty minutes. The stakes were high, but my mind wasn't on the cards. Eventually, Benedict laid down a winning hand and swept the chips toward him with a grin. As the players began to disperse and the talk turned toward business deals and morning meetings, Rebecca slid closer to me. She was wearing a perfume that was far too sweet. “Mr. Shawn,” she said, tilting her head so her hair fell over one shoulder. She smiled at me like she was tasting something delicious. “I was hoping I could get your personal number. I’d love to follow up on our conversation once we’re back on land.”