Rachel Amber Novels & Stories

AUGUST Rachel casually tucked her hair behind her ear before taking her time to sit right in front of me. I'm no blind person; I know when someone's trying to act cute, and Rachel's totally doing that. She lets out a tiny smile, and now that I have a closer view of her face, I must say she's a true natural. I think I'm starting to develop a girl crush on her. "Did you know that you are the first person who stood up against Ambrose?" She said as a little trivia of my work.

While Amelia sat concentrating on what she was shockingly reading, I started talking with my Dad using mindlink. “Wow son, do you think that maybe my eyes are deceiving me? As the Alpha Slayer, the most dangerous vampire we have heard about is here looking so innocent and actually reading a human BIBLE?” My father said to me as he scrutinized Amelia who was sitting there reading a little black book bible which she had taken out of her bag and she seemed to not be getting some of it as a cute confused frown graced her face.

“Alright, well since you’re also into direct answers, here: I am going to share a few incantations with you which should undo what Callum’s incantations will try to do to you when you both finally square off. And yes - before you ask - you will square off with him. Then I’m going to talk to you a bit about my Amber.” “Amber?” I push. “One thing at a time, eager one,” her vicious smile returns. “First we talk about how you’ll kill Callum.” Rachel~ I think we’ve all found this weird rhythm. Train, school, train. It’s odd to think this is all for something awful that could happen at any second. When I’m reminded of it I have a hard time sleeping, knowing I could be needed on the other side of t

Putting on my black high heels I give myself a last check before heading downstairs as I hear the first cars arriving. Arriving quietly behind my parents as they welcome the first couple – Alpha Zachary and Luna Rachel from the Blood Moon Pack, I step beside my father in time to shake Alpha Zachary’s and Luna Rachel’s hands. My mother and father give me a stern look, acknowledging my close to late arrival. I smile and continue with some small talk with Luna Rachel as Alpha Jackson continues speaking with Alpha Zachary and his Beta Sam. Luna Rachel is a beautiful woman. With her blond hair, brown eyes, and petite frame she is clearly the light in Alpha Zackary’s eyes.

“First it is not sucking face kissing. Second, I'm bored. That's why I'm watching a bunch of rubbish on the television.” “You know normal people sleep by now,” I started staring at the watch on my phone, clearly at 1:00 am. “I’m not sleepy, at all,” Rachel sighed. “Then what do you want to do except watch random people sucking faces,” She laughed again hearing my words. “It's kissing, not sucking face. And if you hate it so much then I’ll turn it off…….`` Rachel said, with a mischievous smile on her face. “But it's one condition.”

Danté asked. "Yes, and Raphael has many more" Alister said. "So the numbers are severely against us?" "Yes, and no" Amber said. "Explain then?" She pointed at Villa "This makes us four, right La Ville Du Bois?" Dante frowned at her. "Yes, I will aid of course" "What's with that name?" "She used to be a part of Rachel's six, band of fearsome hunters, out to kill the paladins!" Amber said deepening her voice to intensify her reveal.

"In case she didn't tell you, Amber and I are best friends." "You are?" Aston asked, looking at me. "Yes, we are," I responded. Rachel beamed with excitement at my confirmation and handed me a glass of wine. "That's great. Do you mind if we... Do you want to... Can I have this dance, Amber?" He asked, shining a toothy grin. Rachel nudged my shoulder and whispered to my hearing alone. "Go ahead," she said, "besides my brother was acting bitchy earlier. It's not a bad thing if he knows you've got options."

CHAPTER THREE RACHEL’S POV “What, Rachel? Are you serious?” Cecilia asked for the 100th time. Cecilia, my best friend, had grown up with me. A striking model and influential social media figure, She was also the ambassador for my jewelry line. With her long, flowing ebony hair, piercing blue eyes, and model-like figure, she had seen the news and rushed over to my house to confirm if it was just a rumor or fake. I assured her I was aware and fully supportive of it.

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.

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.