Glee Santana Rachel Novels & Stories

Or had she even spearheaded some of the arguments? After the meeting ended, they came to an agreement to keep each other in the loop and when they could spare men, to investigate the sudden disappearance of rogues. Breeana went to use the restroom. As she washed her hands afterwards, Rachel came out of one of the stalls. "I know who you are." Breeana paused and looked at her. "Sorry?" "You are Ariana's little sister. The one into healing and medicine." Rachel cocked her head. "You look so innocent but you stole your own sister's mate." Rachel turned on the tap washing her beautiful fingers that looked like they had never done a day of hard work.

I found it amusing and infuriating that despite needing this meeting, I could barely concentrate on the agenda. Suddenly, a round of applause erupted, pulling me from my trance. I leaned over to the woman beside me. “What’s going on?” I whispered. “Rachel just announced she’s giving back the shares she bought from ModernMuse. She wants to partner with them,” she replied, excitement dancing in her eyes. My heart sank slightly—not from disappointment but from admiration. I had never imagined Rachel would make such a bold move. It was impressive, and I cursed myself for not paying better attention. Her diligence only deepened the feelings I had for her, feelings I was trying to keep at bay.

Sanna peeked out with her head full of white bubbles, "Get the robe on and go back on the bed, Rachel is coming over to do your makeup." "She is already done?" I asked her with wide eyes. "We are used to short showers." Sanna said and shrugged her shoulders as she went back to washing her body, "You took your time." "I shaved my legs," I said and shrugged my shoulders. Sanna only chuckled as I walked out of the bathroom, pulling the robe close to my body. As soon as I closed the bathroom door, Rachel was walking back into the room. She had on a gray short dress, and her black hair was pulled back in a bun. The gray dress was simple, a small skirt that fanned out and thick straps that rested

Rachel said excitedly. “Um…hello.” Naomi responded looking confused. “How are you?” “I’m good. Not to be rude, but who are you?” “I’m Rachel. Rowen’s girlfriend. Where is he today?” “You mean ex-girlfriend. He has a mate.” “Oh….I…..” “Can we get our drinks please?” I asked firmly. “Oh…..uh….ye….yes sorry.” Rachel stuttered when she saw me. After taking our orders, Rachel left quickly. I shook my head, and looked back at my menu. I looked up when I heard Gina giggle.

"I can't say, I myself do not know, the one I met told me nothing" "You met one?" "Yes, tall man, black hair and red eyes, menacing bastard, if you all feared me as a vampire, then you would have shriveled up like small dogs in front of him, he was not only powerful, but smart as fuck" Danté watched the icy vastness of Greenland come into view, what lies ahead for the world with them still out there? "What would they do to Rachel?" "If Rachel doesn't die tonight, then they might come for her"

Edna said, confusion vivid on her face “Shawn Gold, Edna Garter. Leave Shawn alone,” Rachel continued and then paused. “He belongs to me.” “What!?” Edna exclaimed. Rachel ignored her and continued. “Now, I wouldn't have taken these steps if Shawn Gold, oh! Maybe I would have, had he welcomed your advances, but he's not interested in you, Edna Garter. If you ever dare to spare as much as a glance his way again, make sure you vanish from the surface of the earth, because I will find you. I'll kill you in the most brutal way you could ever imagine, and by the time anyone realizes, you'll be long dead and decayed. Even if they manage to trace your murder to me, which is impossible, anyway, I ha

Ethan froze as he was about to reach the door. He stared, stunned, through the glass panel. Rachel sat at the center of her group of friends, her face caked in heavy makeup—nothing like the sweet, delicate image she usually presented. She looked smug, even arrogant, as she basked in the attention. "Of course I pulled it off," she said, flipping her hair. "That old fiancee of his—Stella—joined some top-secret aerospace program. She won't be back for at least ten years."

"Smart right?" "Way to toot your own horn," Rachel said, going to check the records shelf, It had a lot of oldies, from Lionel Ritchie, to Madonna, to Mariah Carieh and Whitney Houston, she kept going through the records while he sat back on the duffle back and tried to open the wine and kept failing. "Puss," Rachel murmured under her breath. "Heard that," "Not necessarily my problem, my lord." "Oh my, you got Billie Eilish WWFAS WDWG full album!" Rachel cried excitedly.

I searched for the girl on social media using my laptop to know more about her. She is Rachel Mein. She's twenty-two years old, the same age as me, working as a sales executive in a glass company, loves to wear contact lenses, is a freak, and a loser because she is fighting with someone here in social media named Gail because of a boyfriend issue and the only daughter of the husband and wife that I burned inside the red car. Perfect! now let’s see if she can fight me.

This was the first time i was seeing Julian in his tough Mafia man era and I couldn't help but cum times and times because it was sexy as hell. "I don't have the appetite to eat" Rachel spoke up, folding her arms. "Me neither" Hannah damped her mouth with serviette. I scoffed at her hypocrisy. "Are you sure about that, Hannah?" I asked before sipping my juice. "And who are you to question her?" Rachel asked, hitting the table. "Grisella Morretti. We can never be two." I smiled at her, my glares as hard as hers. "Excuse us" Mr Devani roughly held Rachel's forearm, dragging her out of the dinning table.