Glee Santana Rachel の小説・ストーリー

Jabal smiled at Rachel. “Maybe.....I feel kind of nervous tho” Quinn appeared in front of them facing Rachel and glaring at her. “You really think you would get the female lead” “Jeez! don’t you think always showing up in front of me is stupid” Rachel rolled her eyes. “Wha...What!, I am getting the female lead whether you like it or not. You can’t just come from nowhere to take my spot” “Get out of my way. you are spitting your saliva on me” Rachel said and Quinn gasped.

Santi swapped positions with another member of Saiora's pack. "I think it's best if you guys stay here." Rachel squinted her eyes at Santi. "She needs to shift but we need to get her away from everything and everyone," Santi continued in a rush while following the rest of the pack. He hurriedly removed his jacket and it seemed he was preparing himself to shift into his wolf form. "Just make sure she'll be okay alright?" Rachel's voice was shaky and full of concern. She accepted the situation but I could sense her frustration because we were shut out from helping but Saiora was in good hands and I needed to assure her of that.

What was wrong with a good missionary sex where she could rest her back on the bed and let Jacob do the work of thrusting in and out of her? She said as much to Dana who guffawed and ordered another bottle of beer. “Bring the whole tequila bottle please.” when the bartender raised a concerned brow looking toward Dana for affirmation, Rachel raised her voice. “Hey, don’t you know me? Rachel Rivers from the bloody celebrity tv show on ABN! I could buy the whole damn bar if I wanted to.”

"Yeah, yeah. Not that bad. He is a lot bad. I don't know why I am talking about him? Such a Cockalorum. If he was fruit, he would be called tomato." "San..." Anna cried. "Don't say words that can not be taken back." Now San glanced at Anna and realized her expressions. She gulped. "He is behind me? Isn't he?" "Yes." The answer came from Gael who looked even more colder. San turned towards him and smiled in pain. "Miss San, follow me." Gael told her as he walked away while San ran after him. Anna glanced at Riley who was also looking at her.

Once we approached the cart, we placed our orders and as we waited for our orders, I spotted a familiar face standing a few feeet away from us, holding a cone of strawberry ice cream. “Rachel?” I called out and she whipped her head to face me. Her face lit up at once and she crossed over to me. “Hey, babes!” She pulled me into a brief embrace before pulling away again. Her eyes shifted to Isla and she cooed. “Awww. Who is this adorable sweetheart right here?” “She’s my little sister, Isla.” I introduced. “And this is Eleanor, my cousin.” They exchanged greetings briefly before Rachel pulled me away from Eleanor and Isla. She reduced her voice to a whisper.

But Ginny only leaned back against her pillow, her laughter bubbling up again, wild, mocking, relentless, “Oh? Why so desperate, Rachel? Why so quick to silence me? If you have nothing to hide, then why are you so scared?” “SHUT UP!” Rachel screamed this time, her voice raw, breaking under the weight of panic. She looked like a cornered animal, thrashing against invisible chains. But Ginny ignored her. She tilted her head slowly, her eyes gleaming like a predator savoring its kill, then turned back to me. “Rhea.” She said, drawing out my name like it was poison on her tongue, “Do you know the real reason Rachel never liked you? Do you?” I froze, but I tried my best to keep my composure under

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.

Rachel took a long sip of her tea. “You okay?” Gabriella asked suddenly, turning back to her. Rachel blinked. “Yeah. Why?” “You’re quiet, and you're never quiet.” Rachel gave a tight smile. “I've repented, I'm going to the join the nuns in a bit, so I'm rehearsing peacefulness, meekness and gentleness. Gabriella rolled her eyes at Rachel. "Don't make me talk Rach" Rachel smiled back at her. "I'm just tired Gabs. And annoyed at people who think glaring is a personality trait."

“It’s fine. You probably won’t even see him again for another year. By then he’ll be bald or married or less god-tier hot.” “I hate how reasonable you are.” Our waiter arrives just in time with a basket of warm bread and zero judgment. We order our usual—Rachel gets the eggplant parm, I get the chicken piccata—and while we wait, I give her the full breakdown. The eye contact. The voice. The thumb graze over my nipple that I’m trying very hard to classify as an accident. Rachel reaches for her phone. “What’s his name again?” “Dr. Stacy Cole.” “Oh, hell yeah. That’s a hot doctor name.”

“You did it, Gwen. You’re truly amazing.” Gwen felt proud and moved. “It’s all thanks to our team. We did this together.” However, as they chatted, Rachel reappeared, her face red with anger. “This isn’t over, Gwen. I’ll be back, and this time I will destroy you.” Gwen felt calm. “Try it, Rachel. I’m not afraid anymore. This is the beginning of a new life.” With renewed determination, Gwen stepped forward, ready to face whatever came her way. She knew she had found the strength that had been hidden within her all along. This was a struggle that wasn’t over, but Gwen was ready for every challenge that lay ahead.