Glee Rachel Jesse Novels & Stories

Waking up before 8 am, she didn’t want to see anyone but knew she wouldn’t have a choice. Getting dressed she headed towards the kitchen. Rachel was sitting at the table with Michael and Kills. “Morning sunshine,” she said looking up at her. Michael didn’t take his eyes off her. “Morning, um where is Gage? She said sitting down at the kitchen table. Rachel stood up, “you two have some issues you need to resolve.” she said looking at both Jade and Michael.

You are a welcome girl," Rachel replied with a genuine smile before they shared a hug and she left. Rachel waved back at Rick who waved her from inside the car as she saw her off. She went back inside and it was 20 minutes to one noon, so went to get ready and intentionally delay, it was all part of her plan, she needed to aggravate him in every possible way before dropping the bomb unfiltered on him. She got dressed in a white jumpsuit with an open back with black purse, black shades and black heels. She checked her phone and saw a missed call from Xander and a message asking her where she was, but she didn't reply.

Gia kindly reminded her before attempting to close the door behind her, however, she was called back in by Anable. "Tell me how long Rachel has been working for the Grey family?" She asked curiously. Gai had been expecting her to ask but not so soon. "Well, she is a newly hired maid to take care of Miss Arielle. We had not planned on having both of you here "

Rachel said not looking who was behind her. Her mouth went ajar as she turned and saw who it was. “Gael?!...... Wh….what are you doing here? Did you hear what I said?”Rachel said hesitantly. “I wanted to use the washroom and what do you mean? I never heard anything or do you mind telling me what it was so that I can have a clue? Gael looked at her without blinking.

I stroked my curls gently, glancing at the clock on the wall to see it was 10:27pm. How time quickly flies.I stared back at the cheque. Jake... what’s your secret?.What’s that secret that you can’t tell me?.Are you scared that I am going to find out? or are you trying to taunt me?I stood up, walking to the window. I stared down at the streets. The lightings illuminating everywhere, making it appear so beautiful.Who are you, Jake?.How are you able to manage a double lifestyle without getting caught?.Why do you know too much about me?.Why are you being nice to me and for what reason?.You claim to know me, yet you aren’t scared of my family’s name. People trembled at my feet at the mention of m

Fiefie gripped my shoulders, making me look up at her with wide eyes, she has a soft smile on her face, her dark eyes telling me they understood. “You are Rachel Greene, not the sitcom version, she is great, but she does not compare to the real life version. Asides the fact that all the girls would kill to be you, and the guys would kill to be seen with you, you are beautiful, sexy, underneath that innocent persona, you should exercise it tonight.” A soft smile slips out of my lips, “I don’t know how to tap into that, it might as well be nonexistent.” She lets go of my shoulders, but peers at me intently, I lean away from her, and she moves back in even closer.

He swept her a glance before saying through the phone, "I know. I can see it clearly. But, Mom, I can't just watch Jessi die." "She deserves to die!" Rachel felt like the cruelest words she'd ever said had all been for Jessica. She really didn't know what Daniel liked about Jessica. Her temperament wasn't as good as Becca's, and she only ever knew how to act innocent and pitiful. It was disgusting! After George died, Rachel had initially planned not to intervene in Daniel's matters. After all, he was grown up already so there was no need for it. It was fine that he really wanted to marry Jessica. Rachel lived at the Winston residence, and Jessica lived at the villa Daniel had bought. Thus, J

Her tone was laced with panic. I turned around quickly only to see Rachel running toward us with a pale face and disheveled hair. My heart instantly skipped a beat. “Rachel, what’s wrong?” I asked, rushing to meet her. Rachel stopped. She paused to catch her breath She was panting heavily. “It’s Gilly,” she gasped. “Something’s wrong with her.” My stomach dropped. “What happened?” “I really have no idea,” came the reply from Rachel as she. Earlier she was all right, but now she is like she is sweating, she has a high fever. She just won’t wake up, and she looks… strange. You need to come, Now!”

I stare at the list of books, all of them checked out by Rachel. My heart is beating like a drum inside my chest. What does this mean? Why would Rachel even be interested in who I was? Rachel’s interactions with me had been hostile at best. Not only had she been interested in getting Jesse, her ex-boyfriend, back from me, but she had also tested me over and over again, putting me in perilous situations. At the time, nobody had believed me except my friends. It was only when I recorded her laughing confession had Director Yearwood believed me. That encounter had ended with her revealing that she had imprinted on Jesse, being a half-genie and all. The only thing I’m happy about was that I mana

The door to my cell clangs open, and Kelly steps inside, flanked by two guards who keep their hands close to their weapons. She looks different now—more disheveled than usual, her pristine robes stained with what looks suspiciously like blood. Her pale eyes are bright with a mixture of frustration and anticipation, and there's a cruel smile playing at the corners of her mouth. “Hello, Rachel," she says, her voice honey-sweet with false concern. "I trust you've had time to reconsider your position? Perhaps the sounds from the interrogation chamber have helped clarify the stakes for you?" She gestures casually toward the direction where Elias's screams originated, and I have to fight to keep m