Rachel Green Novels & Stories

"Your child is only less than six months old. If it comes out now, won't you be scared to death?" "But …" Rachel pouted. "Forget about it. When are you coming to see me?" "I can't for the time being. I just signed two collaborations, and I'm in charge of them both. Also, Miller Jewel's new products for the second season are about to launch …" "Alright, I understand." Rachel was disappointed. "What they say online is true. You're the most successful woman of our generation. You're so busy, you don't even have time for a private life."

Edna said, confusion vivid on her face “Shawn Gold, Edna Garter. Leave Shawn alone,” Rachel continued and then paused. “He belongs to me.” “What!?” Edna exclaimed. Rachel ignored her and continued. “Now, I wouldn't have taken these steps if Shawn Gold, oh! Maybe I would have, had he welcomed your advances, but he's not interested in you, Edna Garter. If you ever dare to spare as much as a glance his way again, make sure you vanish from the surface of the earth, because I will find you. I'll kill you in the most brutal way you could ever imagine, and by the time anyone realizes, you'll be long dead and decayed. Even if they manage to trace your murder to me, which is impossible, anyway, I ha

No sign of her. I am Rachel Thornhill, daughter of Thomas Thornhill, who is the beta of the Winter Moon pack. I have long chestnut brown hair, almost to my waist. My eyes are a forest green and if you look closely you can see gold speckles in them. My skin is an olive tone, and I have about a dozen light freckles sprinkled over my face. My lips are full and a dull shade of pink. I am one of the shorter girls of my pack, measuring a whopping 5'3" and weighing 125 lbs. "She should have parished with the bitch that manipulated you! She is the byproduct of having a child with someone who is not your mate!" sneered my stepmother.

Then finally, they came out, and that’s when I saw her. Rachel stepped out first, and for a second, my breath hitched. She was wearing an emerald green dress that clung to her figure, the deep, rich color making her skin glow like gold under the lights. The neckline dipped just enough to be alluring but remained tasteful, perfectly highlighting her natural beauty. Her usually untamed hair was smoothed back into soft curly waves, and even from a distance, I could tell she wore makeup—just enough to enhance her eyes and give her lips a fullness I hadn’t noticed before. She looked... stunning.

Andros gives a mock salute and follows suit, leaving Irina and I. With how angelic she looks now, it feels like our first encounter was nothing more than my hallucination. Her golden locks are rolled into a bun, her green dress stopping at her knee and complimenting her olive skin tone perfectly. She looks like a porcelain doll if there are other skin tones. The light in her eyes sparkle each time I look at her, like she is pleased to see me. I mean, she is. Right? All of that is until a familiar figure steps into the courtyard. Rachel.

Kendra laughed. "Enough, I should hope," said another voice. I turned to see a girl about my age sitting beside me, her nails getting painted as well. She had black hair and dark, almond shaped eyes, her lips painted cherry red. "Who are you?" I asked. "Celia Killian," she said with a wan smile. "Robert Killian's daughter," I spoke, pressing my lips into a line. "And you're Jonathan Allen's daughter," she said, smiling ever so slightly.

Lilith uttered. "That's not relieving in the slightest. We all know, fighting is dangerous for Green at this time." Martha quickly replied, staring at Simon, Lilith and I. I frowned for a split moment before realizing Green is pregnant. She could lose her child in the process. My palms curled and my teeth gritted. I should be happy my friend was back but unfortunately, the Zeus I know, wasn't the one who returned. "So what do we do now?" Stephen sported a quizzical look.

- 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 ."

She flipped through the contents before looking Dalton in the eye. “Sabrina Green. So that’s your mistress’ name.” Rachel hurried over to Anna to take a look at the folder, and then she threw Dalton an angry look. “She’s currently dating Orius Crale,” Anna continued, raising an eyebrow. “Going after someone else’s woman? Really, Dalton, that is so low of you.” Rachel, disgusted , looked him up and down. Really, she couldn’t believe she actually admired this man before. She even allowed him to pursue Anna a few months ago. That was such a big lapse of judgment on her part.

He would figure it out when he saw her. --- Rachel spent the afternoon getting ready. She stood in front of her closet, staring at her clothes. She had tried on five outfits. The first was too casual. The second was too dressy. The third made her look like she was trying too hard. The fourth was the green sweater she had worn to Daniel's apartment — the one he said made her eyes look bright. She chose the green sweater. She put on makeup — just a little, just enough to feel pretty. She looked in the mirror. The woman staring back at her had dark circles under her eyes and a scar on her chin and a way of holding herself that made her look like she was still waiting for something bad to happen