Rachael Runyan の小説・ストーリー

Lana cocked her head to look at Rachel and said coldly, "My main job is as Mandy's assistant. I'm just a business owner on the side. Is there a problem with that?" Rachel's face paled when she heard 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.”

"We also know, that when they issue dire warnings, sometimes they come true. Have you been back to the asylum again?" "No, "Rachel answered, averting her eyes. "I haven't had the time. " Which was a complete lie of course. Now that her work schedule was hardly packed, she spent her evenings watching Brazilian telenovelas on cable. She didn't want to risk running into Galen Munroe and feeling the desire he awakened in her. What she sensed from him that night, was something so rare, so precious, that she almost wanted it to remain in her mind as her fondest memory. A once off meeting had opened her heart, to a man she barely knew.

And even if I succeeded in rescuing her, I'd still be waiting for her to die and hoping he returns to me? I looked at Damon, my sister, and my parents. "You know what?" I bit out, my tone cold. "Congratulations." They were looking at me in dismay. They were expecting me to get this. To be nice. To be thoughtful. Not today. Just as I was sitting there, a familiar voice hit my mind. Ravina? Where are you? I've been trying to reach you. Anna. My best friend. Our pack's healer. I need you to take me for a ride, I told her.

I said. “Oh it’s the short form of Ruben,” the guy answered in a high pitched girly voice. I think I understand now that maybe he is gay. “Ohhh okay,” I said, shaking my head. “Come and have your seat Miss, we have to get started now before we run out of time,” Rachael said. I moved to take a seat, they were arranging their stuff so I took that time to study their features. Rachael seems like a very simple person, she’s average in height probably 5 '7 and has a slender body, she didn’t do too much on her body just a tatoo on her left arm, and a piercing her nose which looks so good on her.

“Answers… and another war.” Then, like mist in the morning sun, she vanished—leaving only her warmth, the rune… and a scream in my throat I couldn’t release. I crumpled forward, tears finally breaking loose. Mike stood silently behind me, his hand resting on my shoulder. “I’m sorry,” he said, and for once, I believed him. Kelvin sat across from us, his face unreadable. “She didn’t just give you a clue. She passed on her mantle. You’re not just the last Ghost Wolf anymore, Rachael. You’re the first of something new.”

"Please just don't run this time; I've many things that I would've liked to clear to you." I smiled, walking my way towards the address given by the waiter. God, how it has been since I last saw Rachel's face, her smile, the rose fragrance of her shampoo, the warm hugs, the food that she used to cook for me, so I could overcome my eating disorder, and most importantly Rachel, as how she was, sad yet smiling, hurt yet smiling no matter how bad the circumstances are for her, but always faces everything with a badass smile on her face. When I first met her at the restaurant I thought she was one of the silent, fragile, ones who needed support to overcome her nasty boss, but she surprised me per

I wanted to tell her that even if this woman was beautiful, her beauty was nothing compared to hers. "I apologize for being late, I just came from a charity event," she said as she sat down beside Atticus. She must be the Luna. "I'm Nicole Hutton," she introduced herself, "First Lady of Hutton Empire." "It's a pleasure to meet you." Rayne smiled at her. "Forgive my question, but you're not a vampire, am I right?" Nicole asked Rayne. "No, I'm not. I'm a gifted human," Rayne answered her.

Andrew said, enthusiastic about the fight. "Good evening. Welcome to The Patio at Rudy's. My name is Raine, I will be your server this evening. Can I start you guys off with a drink and appetizers?" the young girl with black hair and beautiful tanned skin, full lips, and hourglass body features says, holding menus and handing the, out to us. "Yes, can I have a glass of Chardonnay?" Phoebe says. "I'll have a beer." uncle Fred orders.

She explains. I honestly didn’t give the camera a second thought after I realized that I forgot it at the barn. I was worried about getting Gabe to the packhouse and then I was busy trying to take care of him while he recuperated. “I also hear that you helped my little girl too.” She beamed at me. Then she grabbed my hand to examine my palm. How did she know? “It’s alright Hannah, you can trust Christine”, Gabe tells me seeing that I am anxious about this conversation. Christine goes on to explain that she works as a researcher for a nonprofit that was established by a coalition of packs in the area.