Chandler Rachel Novels & Stories

Andrea smiled despite herself. The woman held out one of the cups. “Coffee peace offering?” “Oh, thank you.” “I’m Rachel.” She pointed toward the middle row of desks. “I sit over there, which unfortunately means I hear Harrington complain about spreadsheets at least four times a day.” Andrea laughed softly for the first time that morning. Rachel leaned against the edge of the desk slightly. “First day?” “Is it that obvious?” “You’ve reread the same slide six times.” Andrea groaned quietly. “Was it that obvious too?”

Rachel was always dealing with migraine and fatigue from adjusting to the body she was now occupying, she was battling insomnia and for fucksake, she's a billionaire now and she hasn't been able to enjoy the perks of being a billionaire for one fucking day for the past two months plus. All she has been doing was looking over her shoulder and making sure she doesn't get caught up in any of Alice's and Xander's plans. All she wanted to do was dig her feets into some soft, moist silt sand and get baked by the beach sun with a friendly tequila with no Alice, Xander or even Yandel to worry about. "I could swear you almost referred to yourself as a third person." Yandel butted in. Rachel knew he w

“I got a date tonight, wish me luck.” “You don’t need luck, if he doesn’t ask for another date he’s an idiot.” Dana smiled and waved good night. Rachel, star of the show and mega-popular TV host, watched her friend and co-host strut off to the main media hall. She loved her co-host but Rachel was more of a family-value, family-building kind of woman, unlike Dana who loved the one-night stands. At age 26, some would say Rachel was enjoying success too early in her career but anyone who knew her knew she deserved it. After working as the Chief Editor of her high school newspaper she knew journalism was the place for her. Unlike many others who had had to fuck their way up the ladders, Rachel w

Timothy tried to join in, but he wasn’t really there. We waited for over an hour and a half. I called Jason. Then Jocelyn. Again. And again. Nothing. My phone finally rang, I got up to answer it. “Hello?” Silence. “Rachel… can I come over to the house?” My heart stopped. “Chris? Is that you?” He let out a quiet laugh. “Almost four years and you barely recognize your husband’s voice.” My jaw tightened. “I’ll have to speak to my current husband and see when he’s available.”

She would leave it at that. His wife, Rachel, was short, with long blond hair, and a store-bought bosom. She was playful, with full lips and deep green eyes. According to Chelsea's conversations with Brian, Rachel enjoyed playing both sides as much as she loved watching the action taking place. Brian was more into the action than being a spectator. He wanted to fuck, plain and simple.

He was shopping for another woman in his ex-girlfriend's shop, and he acted differently, as if he had no idea who I was. My heart shrank and ached no matter who tried to take the thought off my mind. "Pat..." It wasn't easy to throw away the feelings I once had for him. He faced me with his hand wrapped across the lady's waist, and she giggled at my sight. "Rachael. Can I help you?" His voice was so cold and emotionless that it only made me embarrassed. Why did I call him? I would have watched in pain rather than gaining his attention.

Jack twitched his mouth and knitted his eyebrows which caused Arya again to want to take a look at his tail to see if it was drooping. The Thanksgiving is fast approaching. In that short period of time, a lot of things happened. It turned out when Chandler's parents came to look for Arya that day, Chandler had gone to look for Chloe. Since his parents were already alarmed by his actions, he felt that he should not hesitate any longer. So, he had gone to Chloe and asked her a sentence. “Are you willing to move with me to my hometown?” Chloe was overjoyed. Chandler added. “I don’t have money, I took a loan to set up my business and I still have debts.”

Jackson could only say. "Who is She" Sam asked looking at the nervous expressions on their faces. "She's your Fiance Young Master, before your accident yourself and Elena were engaged"Nathan chimed in. Fiance? She is my fiance. Hell yes Jackpot Sam thought to himself. In Michael old life he wasn't very attractive. You could say he was at least bang average. He had a recently had a girlfriend but it was out of necessity for Anderson Ltd. Her name was Janet Greene. She didn't seem to interested and never let me touch her but this Elena totally blows her away. This new life is already throwing me such great surprises.

Anxious *************** Narrators pov **************** "Who is she?" Josh asked as he walked around the pool table. He needed to pot the last ball to win the game. "Who?" Anthony understood what he meant by the question but ignored his friend. He didn't want to talk about his relationship with Elena especially since he wasn't sure about his stand with her. They had been inseparable this past month, they went for quick strolls, dates and made passionate love but he still didn't know where she lived. He had asked her to introduce him to her parents but she gave him a flimsy excuse why it was still too early for them to announce their relationship to their family.

He whinges. I stand from the armchair and walk up to chad sitting behind his desk. "How is the vixen Rachel these days?" I ask trying to hide the smirk that wants to break free. "Still a stuck up bitch with a slice of heaven sitting in between her wide hips." He leans back in his chair twirling the pen between his fingers. "Didn't know she and Lisa knew each other?" I sit on the edge of his desk. "I never said they did." He looks at me oddly.