Rachel Brockman Age Novels & Stories

"Rebecca?" A familiar voice calls on my name. I opened my eyes and turned back to see who can still remember me but to my surprise it was my Friend Rachel. standing a little bit far away. She had been my neighbor's daughter growing up together with us,she is 10 years older than me, always with a smile on her face, her face was not different from the childhood face I know. I remember she is a cheerful giver, cookies and chocolate chips are always ready anytime we go to her place.Seeing her now was like a comforting reminder of the past. "Rachel," I said, standing to greet her. "It's been so long."

Rachael is sitting beside Susan while Daniel is sitting opposite me. During dinner, Mr. Brooks asked the question he always asked: "So, when are you two going to give me a grandson?" My hand instinctively moved to my stomach. The thought of my child not having such a loving grandfather made my heart ache. Susan seized the moment. "About that… This is Rachael Adams. You remember the Adams family?" Mr. Brooks’ expression changed for a split second. "What about them?" "Well, this is their daughter Rachael. You remember her right."

The clits, the—" Amy replied, before she was cut off by Rachel raising her hands in the air. "I know how the vagina works, surprisingly, I got one too. Can you believe that?" Rachel stirred in her seat while she dripped with satire. "By the way, you know my name isn't Stella right?" Rachel asked. "Yeah, I had a feeling, Stella is always a fattie," Amy chuckled. "Cruel." "I'm Araceli and I have a little brother, Ace," Rachel continued, smiling. At this point, they were both done with their meal and just needed some time to let the food settle in.

Chapter 5 (Becky's POV) Ok. I might have gotten myself into a huge mess. And there was no way out of it. When Rachel suggested I would be her replacement until after her honeymoon I agreed gladly, because let's face it, I need a job and something to get my mind off everything that's going on. But when Rachel described her boss I had this picture of an old round guy with an always happy face. Wroooong! Aron was not old at all, probably just a few years older than me, and ladies, he is one hot male specimen.

I wanted to set some of the rumors straight to put the kingdom at ease. Rachel was one of the youngest reporters I had ever seen. She was pretty too; she had fiery red hair that hung around her narrow and bright features in wild waves. Her eyes were bright green like emeralds, and she had freckles all around her features and body. She wore a short skirt and a tight blouse that revealed a little too much of her cleavage. “It’s hard to say,” I answered truthfully. “But he’s making a fast recovery. We are hoping he will wake soon.”

But there was something different about her, she was nervous and scared. "You're Sage Chen," she whispered. "Yeah. Who are you?" "My name is Rachel or it used to be. Now they call me something else but I'm trying to remember Rachel." She moved closer and glanced at the camera. "That's on a loop. Five minutes. I hacked it. We don't have long." "Why are you here?"

Thankfully, that never happened. One would think that after years and given the nature of her job, Rachel Fisher will retire after living life to the fullest. But the years of pleasure made her thirsty for more. Her motto now was life begins at forty. “Yeah Rachel, I catch your drift” Hannah cringe internally, picturing her friend pressed up against the wall with God knows who slamming into her.

"Just so you know, that line is tired and old. Also, you don't have to worry about me. What makes you think I'm after a serious relationship with anyone? And how long will you keep seeing Talia and I as children? If there's anyone who should have a problem with Brock and I getting together, it should be Grandmother Willow and not you." I gritted my teeth and turned to face her. She beamed at me provocatively, as though daring me, and I leaned in, placing a finger under her chin to lift her face to mine. "Don't test me, Elena. Don't you fucking think about it. It won't be pretty." She merely grinned at me, lifting her brows. "I just crossed twenty-three a few days back, Richard. Brock is no d

Carla got a date with a woman—she was not happy about that. "And here is Brianna Timberlake, age, 24. Brianna is not single, but if you still want to spend some time with her, then feel free to bid. Bidding for my beautiful friend starts at two thousand." I said. I ran my eyes through the crowd to find Jacky staring at her with mouth wide open. He came with his manager and she was laughing as she watched his face.

"I am on the last one." "Great, I'll make us some coffee." With that, she is off to the kitchen. Rachel is stunning. She has curly red hair, yet her locks always look managed. She stands at 5'5", so a bit shorter than me at 5'10". Rachel also has a very athletic build. In contrast, I have a womanly shape. I am not overweight, but I do have wide hips and a larger bust than average.