Rachel Amber Novels & Stories

Her body shook as that picture of broken and desperate Amelia she had seen earlier played in her mind like a love song. In all her life as Psychiatrist, Brenda had never seen anyone who yearned to die this much as Amelia Rose, It was something she couldn’t just push out of Amelia’s mind, she thought if this woman talked about her life and problems then she would let go and seriously Brenda thought it was going well when she accepted chemotherapy but now she wasn’t sure any more.

╭────────── ⋅ ⋅ ✦❘༻༺❘✦⋅ ⋅ ──────────╮ 𝐑𝐎𝐙𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐋𝐔𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐎 𝐀𝐂𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐘 [ꜱᴛᴜᴅᴇɴᴛ ɪɴꜰᴏʀᴍᴀᴛɪᴏɴ] ⬛ 𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐞 : 𝐑𝐮𝐛𝐲 𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐫 𝐍𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 : 𝟏𝟑

I would give him 100 out of 10, he is so handsome. I notice his whiskey brown eyes are speaking something that I couldn't decipher. Which language are they saying? I never felt this illiterate in my whole life. Ryan towers over me as he slowly sits at the corner of my desk. "Ethan." His voice catches my attention while I look into his enigmatic eyes. He shuts them softly, and when he opens them I swear I saw galaxies in his bright amber eyes. Brown with flecks of gold in them. His eyes are so mesmerizing, it's like they are pulling me closer with their intense gravity to collide with him. For a big bang. I unintentionally bend forward.

"Who are you?" Brewster decided that I wasn't exiting the hospital gracefully so turned on Rachel. She didn't speak, choosing to be creepy and brandishing a wallet instead. I kept forgetting that most full-blooded Amazons had minimal socialization with outsiders. Having graduated elementary school, everyone else knew this was a bizarre reaction. "Rachel Louis," Brewster read off the license in the wallet. A normal person would have acknowledged that somehow - not Rachel. "You are Rachel Louis, aren't you?"

Rachael hissed. Anyone could tell she was referring to me, but what annoyed me was the death she wished on a child who hadn’t even taken their first breath. On my child— “Yeah, tell me about it. I feel criminals should be punished regardless of whether they’re pregnant or not. We need to nip them in the bud before they birth other criminals,” I heard another voice say, which caused me to turn around to face them. Rachel and Jummy standing close with one more bedside them. Amelie. In her flowery pink dress, with her vibrant hair around her shoulders. She looked like she was going for a picnic and not a pack meeting to decide a wolf’s fate.

Her best friend Rachel had been there through all of it. Rachel was thirty-three now, and she was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. Not in the obvious, flashy way that turned heads at bars, but in a soft, radiant, heart-stopping way. She had warm hazel eyes that crinkled when she laughed, full lips that always seemed to be hiding a secret smile, and curves that made my chest tighten every time she walked into a room. Her dark hair fell in loose waves past her shoulders, and she had this gentle, caring energy that made everyone around her feel safe. She was sexy without trying, cute without meaning to be, and completely unaware of how badly I wanted her.

Yeah well she is about to go postal and kill Amber so yeah she is about to understand my anger. " Long story short Amber made the choice to put hands on my ol' lady. Judy has a bruise on her shin the size of a softball and she said Amber did it because you hurt Rachel and kicked her out" The words barely left my mouth and Robin was reaching in her cut to grab her gun.

"Alright. If that's what you say." Amber already had an agreement with her bidder. She wasn't even able to sleep properly last night because of that. She thought if they pay their debt she won't have any problem anymore, but she was wrong. Now she has a bigger problem that cannot be solved. Well, it's alright as long as it won't put Amelie's life at stake. "Look at this, Amber. Do you see this handsome man right here? That is none other than Matthias Westwood! The youngest and wealthiest self-made CEO in the country!" Riley cooed as she showed the photo of Matthias from her phone to Amber.

“I thought he meant something to the people here and the least you can do is protect him.” “How can we protect him when you are weak?” Bathilda shot back. “The people follow you, and if anything happens, it is on you.” Amber clenched her jaw and stared hard at Bathilda. After few seconds, she said, “I am not your Hedda or Kyra. I am just a simple girl living a simple life in Meadow Street and having a bonfire with my friends before you all came and ruined it for us. I am Amber Willow and I don’t belong to your world. I don’t belong here.”

Ariel muttered under her breath as she caught sight of the scars on her skin. Earlier, she was overjoyed with the fact that she was the only one at home and now that she set her eyes on Damien's picture, she felt a cold aura around her and that was when she knew that she might never heal from the trauma that was caused by Damien. Only the mere sight of his pictures caused shivers to run down her spine.