Chelsea Rhody Novels & Stories

Chelsea pulled her phone from her pocket, shielded by the shadow of her body. Amber: The Chien Lounge. 8 PM. The driver is already en route to your location. A traitorous, shameless spark of electricity shot through Chelsea’s veins. In the midst of the most profound family milestone of her life, the thought of Davis Dylan made her pulse quicken. She hadn't expected to see him today. “Is everything alright?” Evans asked, noticing the change in her expression. Chelsea quickly locked her phone and slipped it into her pocket. “Yes,” she said quickly. “Everything’s fine.”

Arc didn't have a chance to protest before their faces appeared on the phone's screen. "Hiya folks. Yes, it's me Chelsea Waters, hashtag, animal loving bloke. I'm howdy miles away from home and no it's not Texas but Thorne Town!" He began to say. Chelsea's whole demeanour changed. It was like he was a whole different person. Arc didn't understand what was going on so he just looked towards the screen, watching as hearts and what Penelope called emojis glided on it.

I said a short prayer, took a deep breath and started recording, “Hi everyone, my name is Chelsea Star Ambers, daughter of Mr and Mrs Giovanni Ambers. You may know me as Mrs Chelsea Rutherford but fortunately, that’s not who I am anymore. I am who I have always been. Chelsea Star Ambers. I am making this video today, Sunday, to tell the world everything it needs to know about the Rutherfords.

, she said, sending me a quick wink, making me frown. "I do have fun in general", I said, scowling at her. She shrugged and nodded her head negatively. "I highly doubt that." "Well, my definition of fun differs from yours. Also, when compared to your brother, I think I am far better." Lisa started laughing. "Oh please! When compared to Aiden even an eighty-year-old grandma is fun." After doing my makeup, she made me put on a little black dress and got dressed. . . . After a long drive, she halted in front of the most famous club in Shoresland, Bloodentine. I immediately cringed after getting down the car because of the loud ringing music.

He was with a beautiful woman she had just seen so she was sure she wasn't one of the Dynasty models. "Good Morning!" greeted Clyde standing up to greet the woman with Kyle. Kyle didn't even look at her. "Meet Chelsea Esteve. She is the daughter of one of the stockholders of The Finest Corporation. Chelsea, I'd like you to meet my twin brother, Clyde," Kyle introduced the woman.

Standing in the living room of a cabin in the middle of the woods in Montana near the mountains, a place she’d only been a few hours and had never heard of before the night before, Everly stared into the eyes of a woman she hadn’t seen in eleven years. A woman she’d thought was dead. A woman she never, ever expected to see again. “Oh, hi,” Chelsea said, coming into the living room. “I’m sorry. I was looking for Margot. I guess she’s not in from her chores yet.”

“They’ll be down in a minute. You want a drink while you wait?” “No thanks,” Julian took a few steps into the living room. Very tastefully decorated home – and modern. He turned around when he heard footsteps. Chelsea was slowly descending the stairs, holding her son - who was wrapped in a red boa. The child seemed happy about it. “Gentlemen,” Chelsea began with a huge smile. “May I present, Miss Chastity Claire Van Dyke.” “Oh god, Chelsea,” Chastity moaned as she came down the stairs. Julian could only see the bottom half of a burgundy dress.

Davos was supposed to be the next up and coming nightclub in New York. “So, what do you say?” Chelsea thought for a moment. She hadn’t had any morning sickness in almost two days. She felt pretty good. “I tell you what. If I can get a little entourage together, I’ll meet you and your sister there.” “Great.” Shelby clicked off. Chelsea got on her phone again. Even though Chastity was still staying with her, she texted her. She didn’t feel like walking upstairs. Chelsea: Chaz, you want to go to the grand opening of a new nightclub tonight?

Trusted her. Instead, she'd been researching how to break a Ghost Wolf. How to torture someone with power she wanted to steal. And I'd given her the perfect target by rejecting Racheal. The mining facility came into view—a crumbling structure of rusted metal and rotting wood. Fresh footprints in the mud, all leading inside. Kelly's scent was overpowering here, mixed with blood, fear, silver poisoning, and that strange wild scent that could only belong to Racheal. I shifted into my wolf form and charged toward the entrance when the ground beneath me erupted.

“Which rival? What are you talking about?” “The one from college who dated David first. Um, what’s her name, CHELSEA? Yes, Chelsea. What’s her last name?” Evangelyn asked again with wide eyes. Elena was truly baffled by her sister but she knew exactly who Evangeline was talking about and decided to indulge her. “Rodriguez. Chelsea Rodriguez. Why?” Elena asked curiously as she dropped her phone and stared at her sister. “You might want to take a look at the news,” Evangelyn whispered.