Rachel Berry Actress Novels & Stories

The last thing I need is Maya seeing me interact with Serena Moore and putting the pieces together. “You look nervous,” a familiar voice says. I turn. It’s Rachel, Lucas’s and Serena's daughter. She works at ETHEREAL and occasionally helps with family events. “Rachel. What are you doing here?” “Mom’s being honored tonight. Lifetime Achievement Award.” She grins. “Didn’t expect to see you though. Thought you were still in San Francisco doing your whole secret identity thing.” “Keep your voice down,” I hiss, glancing around. “I’m meeting someone here.”

Beth “Bitch—did you see I*******m?!” Rachel stormed into my office like she’d just won an Oscar and lost her filter. Her curls were a halo of chaos, cheeks flushed with pure dopamine-fueled triumph as she tossed the package onto my desk like it contained secrets wrapped in sin. I set my phone down without replying to Dr. Cole’s last message. One crisis—or conversation—at a time. “Yes, I saw,” I said, leaning back in my chair and lacing my fingers behind my head, letting her bask in it. “Nearly ten thousand likes. Hundreds of comments. All from a single post, mind you. A post that went live yesterday.”

Liam's gaze shifted briefly toward Rachel and Aretha, both stunning in their own distinct ways. Rachel dressed in a blue, off-shoulder dress that flowed gently down to her knees. The dress hugged her frame just enough to highlight her figure without being too revealing. Her hair was styled in waves, giving her an air of quiet elegance. She was a modest beauty that didn't demand attention but naturally drew it.

"The upcoming actress is Melanie Gardner, who recently starred in a low-budget online series. With her striking beauty, she effortlessly captivated the hearts of the audience." Millie stood behind a reporter, nibbling on a lollipop. She was listening to the reporter's live broadcast introducing tonight's guests. "Rachel Shaw? Rachel hasn't arrived yet," the reporter said, glancing at the comments flooding the live broadcast. "Rachel is reaching soon. Don't worry, ladies." Millie glanced at the comments on her phone and couldn't help but notice the overwhelming discussion about Rachel. Without a doubt, she truly had a large number of supporters.

The exhaustion slowly melted away as sleep crept in. That was when Tyler's video call came in. Rachel propped herself up on the bed. She only had a bathrobe on, and her freshly dried hair was loose around her shoulders. Without makeup, her skin looked fair and luminous. She looked genuinely beautiful. Her figure was slender. Her pale legs swung lazily off the side of the bed. Resting her chin in her hands, she looked into the screen. She was surprised to see Tyler still working. "It's so late. Why are you still at it?"