Rachel Berry Season 1 Novels & Stories

She pushed herself harder, faster, her long legs carrying her forward with the determination of someone whose entire world was at stake. Rachel, on the other hand, had finally given up trying to keep pace with Bella. She had watched as Bella sprinted ahead, moving with the speed of a wild animal. Rachel’s legs felt like they were going to give out, and she knew she couldn’t keep up anymore. But she wasn’t giving up. She quickly pulled out her phone and dialed 911, her fingers shaking as she tapped in the numbers. “911, what’s your emergency?” came the calm voice on the other end of the line.

The channel glitched and then froze. And suddenly Rachel's face emerged on each screen. Damien's Point of View She commandeered the airwaves. Local. Digital. Even worldwide. Rachel Monroe is sitting in front of a pristine white background, her hair neatly styled and her voice calm. Too calm. "I was silent for too long," she said. "But it's time the world hears the truth… from me." Ava and I exchanged looks. Liam held his soft toy more tightly, thinking something was awry. Rachel continued.

"Mr. Hunt, I know you're mighty influential in Yurelia City, but this isn't your turf. And I've already heard that guy they call Sawyer has relatives in the police department. Even the strongest outsider can't overpower the locals." Jerry's heart had already gone cold. He had seen it too many times. Once the police were done, those men would walk away free. "Water…" Both men were still caught up in figuring out what to do when a weak voice suddenly sounded. Tyler and Jerry turned to Rachel at the same time, shouting her name in unison. "Rachel!" She still looked frail. Her face was pale. Her delicate frame now carried an even more fragile, sickly air. Tyler patted Jerry's shoulder. "Stay wit

And then, suddenly, there came the piercing wail of a child. A baby. I was filled with joy. The wolves outside began cheering. However, my relief was short-lived because… Rachel came out from the tent and although she had a baby in her arms her face was full of disappointment. She then handed me the baby —a girl. She was perfect, small hands outstretched, crying gently. “She is beautiful,” I said quietly in a shaky tone. Yet, Rachel’s silence made my heart race once more. “Where’s Serena?” I demanded, raising my voice.

- The hostess announced. Majority lingered, but i slipped out, hoping to have a breathe of fresh air. I sat on a wooden bench, feeling the warmth of the sun on my skin. The breeze carried a faint scent of lavender, while i stared at the scenic, bright skies. My phone trilled, the familiar ringtone catching my attention. "Hello....?" - I picked, sparing no time to glance at the caller id. "Selene, my hunch was right!!." - Rachel spoke, her voice filled with excitement and disdain. "That Shawn guy is a shady piece of work, right now... I've got a whole load of crap on him ."

pure luxury. Sara looked… better. There was some color in her cheeks. Her hair was a mess, pulled back carelessly in a bun, and she wore a black oversized hoodie, but she looked cleaner and fresher than Rachel remembered. “You look… sober,” Rachel said, raising an eyebrow. “I am. One week. One magnificent, irritating, totally pissing off the staff week.” “Just one?” “One glorious week of hell. But I’m alive. And you should be proud.” Rachel laughed, but it was soft. “I’m proud. Seriously.” Sara raised an eyebrow. “You say that like you’re about to cry.” “I’m not crying,” Rachel said, rolling her eyes. “You are. Just emotionally.” Rachel sighed. “You’re crazy.” “Then you