Rachel Berry Season 1 นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Reaching out a hand she patted Rachel's head earning herself an indignant hmph. "I'm not a child." Rachel huffed pouting. "Of course you aren't." Elaina giggled ruffling Rachel's hair. "Come we need to prepare for Rathial's arrival, I can feel him approaching." Giving Elaina a questioning look Rachel turned and motioned for her men to follow her. It seemed that even though Rachel was part of the Eastern brethren, it did not mean that she was capable of fighting. Making a mental note to ask Chase the reason later Elaina hurried towards camp as she continued to feel her target approaching.

We’d barely stepped into the lobby when a familiar saccharine voice dripped with false surprise. "Oh my god. Avery Emerson?" Rachel. Riley’s favorite sycophant—a social climber with more plastic in her face than the agency’s furniture. She leaned against the reception desk, her designer dress probably costing more than the security guard’s annual salary. Her lip curled in a smirk. "Slumming it without Daddy’s credit cards, Avery?" Savannah’s grip on my arm tightened. "Ignore the rabid chihuahua." But Rachel slithered closer, her perfume choking the air. "Riley told me all about your little tantrum. Honestly, it’s pathetic. She’s sick, and you’re still jealous because—"

Sleep never came. By morning, I was wired and bone-tired, my nerves taut as strings. So when my phone buzzed with an unknown number, I nearly ignored it. answer. We need to talk. - Rachel Rachel. My chest tightened. Rachel,Allen’s golden fiancée, the woman who’d spent months threatening me, defending him, trying to erase me. I stared at the message, my thumb hovering over the delete button. Why would she want to talk to me now? After Allen's public meltdown, after everything that had happened...

A girl with turquoise eyes and a petite waist, dawning the same uniform as me but at least hers wasn’t a breath away from tearing in two. “Shouldn’t you be sucking cock?” Marley snapped. “Original,” the girl scowled. “Wipe some tables or something,” Marley waved her off. “That’s Wren but you don’t need to worry about her. Last bit of advice, watch out for Rachel. That one bites.” “Rachel?” I frowned. “Oh yeah, she may seem sweet but she’s got cards you wouldn’t expect her to play. Come on,” she said. Before Rachel walked in on my loyalty ceremony with Alpha Ezra I had no idea she worked at the Alpha’s house. Alpha Ezra wasn’t here.

Fall had come again. Brandon could smell the familiar scent of the wind, blowing lightly and brushing his face. A breeze that again reminded Brandon of that woman. It was a sad fall. It was also the fall that always reminded Brandon of all his memories with Rachel. Autumn was Rachel herself. He first met Rachel in this season, and then they got married. Then when they separated, he was reunited with Rachel again in this season. And now... Will there be a miracle this season too? For ten years, it seemed like Brandon couldn't expect anything else.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly turned quiet. Rachel furrowed her brow and turned to stare at Gwen with a look of disbelief. Rachel was a doctor who specialized in the treatment of comatose patients, so she had seen plenty during her time and was thus always able to keep calm even in stressful situations. To be frank, Rachel's first impression of Gwen had not been a good one. Rachel remembered the numerous times Gwen had tried to escape from Luke while in Merchant City. Not only that, but she even witnessed Gwen trying to persuade Kate to help her take care of Luke after she was gone.

No more guards hovering. Just Monica, sitting alone with her chains loose but still intact, her wrists red and aching. The overhead light buzzed softly above her. Then the door opened again. This time, it wasn’t Caleb. It wasn’t Chase. It was Rachel. Dressed in cream-colored slacks and a matching coat, her elegance sharp as ever. Her heels echoed on the floor as she walked forward slowly, like a woman ready to face the devil who broke her life in two. Monica blinked through the dim light, then slowly smiled—a tired, tremulous smile.

“And that day I went to the clinic to get an abortion, I saw a little girl with her mom, and I just couldn’t do it.” I kissed her forehead and exhaled. “I’m glad you didn’t.” “Me too. I honestly can’t imagine my life without Ron.” “I can’t wait to get to know him.” Rachel leaned back, adjusted the pillow behind her, and tucked both hands against the side of her head. “Bernie, I’m glad we found each other, but I need to know that you’re not doing this for me.” A furrow appeared between my brows. “What are you talking about?”

Hannah Morales rested her head against the wall of her bathroom. Her heart clenched in her chest. How. How did it happen? Why was her heart contorting so hard for someone after three encounters? She realised she'd been cold toward the blonde. She walked out of the bathroom just in time to see the door slam. She couldn't help it, but when it came to Serenity Gils, she was falling hard and fast. ****** "Mavery tells me you opened the doors to your room" Rachel Fisher spoke as she barge into Hannah's office Monday evening. The older woman looked at her momentarily through her glasses before diving back into the file Maxwell Rasharkin mailed to her early that morning.

Knowing that Rachel had been spending time with Caspian recently, Larissa chose not to bother her. However, she unexpectedly received a call from Rachel one night. "Boss, are you asleep? If you are, forget it. I won't disturb you." Rachel's voice sounded sad. Larissa pushed away Ambrose's head, telling him not to disturb her. Her intuition told her that something was wrong with Rachel. She walked to the side and answered the phone. "I haven't slept yet. What's wrong?" Suddenly, Rachel broke into tears. Rachel had been staying at the Sawyer's residence recently. She consistently exchanged glances with Caspian.