Rachel Amber Novels & Stories

*Amber* "Is everything ready in the dressing rooms ?" Amber was looking at her assistant Anna. Anna, who was a young girl with short spiky black hair and a lot of piercings, nodded vigorously. "Yep, everything is exactly as ordered". "Good, I don't want any trouble tonight, Sam can be quite temperamental". Amber said. She, if anyone, knew that rock stars weren't always easy to work with, and Sam Quincy who was performing tonight was especially troublesome.

Every step had to be calculated, and every move planned with precision. I acknowledged that embarking on this path would involve risks and repercussions, yet the fear of consequences no longer held power over me. For I had already endured the ultimate tragedy, the demise of my former self, Willow. From those ashes of agony, I emerged anew as Amber, prepared to soar once more, driven by the pursuit of justice and renewal. I dived deeper into Rachel Hill's life, discovering her success as a 28-year-old global model hailing from a privileged, prosperous family with a strong business background. The fact that she was an only child, pampered and spoiled, only fueled my rage further.

“It’s not often we go out to fancy restaurants like this. I just didn’t know what to wear.” Kate shook her head, giving a stern glare up at Colton. “We haven’t been waiting that long, honestly. Colton just likes to whinge.” “I’m Rachel. I’ve heard so much about you, Kate.” Auburn hair was pinned into an intricate up-do, soft waves framing her round face. Green eyes sparkled, their color enhanced by a thick smear of eyeliner, as she glanced between the couple before her. “For a little while, I have to admit, I thought you were just a figment of Rhys’ imagination. I thought he was just so desperate for Colton to be happy, he was growing delusional.”

Everyone else already knew that, they had been listening to her heartbeats and breathing just as I had but I had to hear it out loud. ”She won't have her wolf anymore?” Lisa asked and wiped away a tear as rose her head, she didn't want to cry, she wanted to be strong but her lip was trembling and I could tell she wanted to break down. ”No.” Raven said. Amber was the strong one out of the two of us, she was the one who sought out the solutions instead of dreading the problems. She was the one who thought of opportunities instead of relying on logic alone. She was the one who was willing to bury the hatred between vampires and werewolves because of love. She would turn the world upside down, k

I fell facedown flat to the ground. Great! Perfect timing! "Oops, didn't see you there. Must suck to be so insignificant" Rachel said with fake concern. She looked stellar in her silver and white dress that was newly made for her. "I guess this is what having no wolf causes. You're literally invisible. That's one free ability!" Tracy, her friend said and they all laughed. Daughters of warriors and council members.

Riftan dropped my hands and wrapped one arm around her torso for a few heartbeats, but I swear that hand lingered around the girl's waist for like a hundred and seven years. All sorts of images flashed through my mind, some of them bordering on murdering a beautiful elf girl and starting World War 10 with all supernaturals. “It’s been so long.” She said as she straightened up and continued glaring at him. Bitch! “Babe, who’s this?” I scooted a little closer to Riftan, my smile matching hers. Her eyes fell on me and her smile instantly dropped. Yeah. Take that. “She’s Amber. She’s the daughter of the commander of Light Elves. I’ve known her since I was young.” And yet I was only finding out a

but I didn't dare to look at her for too long. "Come on Amber, you're making a fuss here. do you want your career as an artist to be destroyed?" said Raka calmly, as if Raka was used to facing such a temperamental woman. I'm stunned." Is she Amber Wilson? The artist who is on the rise because of that horror film? why did she change her hair color? "I thought to myself. I only know a little who Amber is. Last I saw, she had long black hair. Now she cuts her hair, curly and blonde.

Amber’s POV “Wait!” I shouted, pushing at Julian to try to get around him. He was persistent in his protection of me, constantly trying to make sure he was in front. It was endearing but also frustrating. Right now, growling and posturing wasn’t going to get us what we wanted. “My name is Amber, I’m a Healer, and I’ve come here to try to get help for my daughter!” “Amber,” Rafael scolded, but I was beyond listening to him. Someone had to do something or a serious fight was going to break out. One that could result in casualties.

My body didn’t respond to Rachael’s touch because my mind was consumed with a woman that smelt like strawberries and chocolates. Amber Dally.

Ain’t no fucker going to knock me off. “Yeah, had a call come in from Amber.” Atlas and I both use Amber as our assistant-P.R. person it’s just easier that way and she keeps us both extremely busy. She would. If we make sponsor money then she gets her cut but seriously she is the best. She used to represent some actor in Hollywood a few years back then decided she’d had quite enough of the drama and the stress and chose to move to our neck of the woods. Good old Minnesota does draw people to it and I’m not surprised there is so much to offer here and in Fall, that is pretty special the way the leaves change color. It does, however get damn cold. For me it’s fine, I love the cold fresh air, i