Rachel Hawkins Books Novels & Stories

“There are wounds that never show on the body that is deeper and more hurtful than anything that bleeds”—Laurell K Hamilton, Mistrial’s Kiss Chaos’s P.O.V I lay in bed conscious to everything around me yet not so conscious. I was in a half comatose state and I could feel myself changing. Even I, am afraid of what the end result might be. It was a battle of wills that I lost the moment I found out that my mate was cheating on me.

But she quickly regained her composure. Like a proud peacock, she said, "Rachel, didn't you say you wanted to bankrupt the Huxley family? Well, let me tell you, the Huxley family won't go bankrupt, and Henry and I won't break up! We're already married! Don't think you can plot against us with your schemes!" Rachel mockingly shook her head. "I know. Mrs. Huxley has been a sensation online lately, even surpassing A-list celebrities. I heard you were too afraid to log in to your Twitter. It's quite disappointing. I haven't had my fill of satisfaction!"

Rachel was always dealing with migraine and fatigue from adjusting to the body she was now occupying, she was battling insomnia and for fucksake, she's a billionaire now and she hasn't been able to enjoy the perks of being a billionaire for one fucking day for the past two months plus. All she has been doing was looking over her shoulder and making sure she doesn't get caught up in any of Alice's and Xander's plans. All she wanted to do was dig her feets into some soft, moist silt sand and get baked by the beach sun with a friendly tequila with no Alice, Xander or even Yandel to worry about. "I could swear you almost referred to yourself as a third person." Yandel butted in. Rachel knew he w

The whole living room was quiet in an instant, and everyone looked at Rachel with shock. Rachel angrily pointed at Hazel. She yelled, “Hazel, what’s wrong with you! I have raised you for so many years, and I need to watch you massage some woman? Another woman blatantly grabs for your boyfriend, and you still bear it? Who taught you to endure so much?!” Hazel was lost when she suddenly realized that she had overlooked something. She had been worried about what Caroline said, but she forgot that her mother, Rachel, was a policewoman. Her observation was meticulous. Rachel saw it earlier but did not say anything, she wanted to see more.

The scent of pine and damp earth mingled with the sweet smell of chocolate. Rachel beamed, her good cheer returning. “Awesome! Okay, dig in!” She handed me a cookie that was still slightly warm. “So,” she said, munching on her own, “aside from.... that” —she nodded towards the rabbit — “how’s the whole ‘becoming a super mysterious and dangerous woman of the world’ thing going? Are you, like, fluent in sarcasm yet? Mr Thorne seems to consider it an Olympic sport.” I actually almost smiled. “I’m working on it.”

It was dawn and the sun’s ray casted long shadows across the ancient books scattered on the table. Rachel sat among them with her hands moving methodically as she flipped through pages and her brow was furrowed in concentration. The weight of the pack’s survival, of Gilly’s fate, and of Zone’s worsening condition, seemed to press down on all of us, but Rachel carried it with quiet determination. I stood near the door, pacing as I waited for her to find something—anything—that could guide us.

Thank you so much for reading my first ever book, I leave you with the first chapter from Rise of a Queen - book 2 for your enjoyment. RISE OF A QUEEN - BOOK 2 Chapter 1 – A New Kingdom. LAMIA I looked out the window on the top floor of my castle, yes, my castle, taking slow sips from the crystal glass that held the dark thick rum, my drink of choice tonight, as I pondered over the past two years and how far we had come.

Rachel furiously took a step forward before a tile under her feet turned into dust. August and Mac Bauer’s eyes twitched as they started to hyperventilate. They knew that Harvey got Rachel in charge of Flutwell’s businesses. She was evidently a talented woman since that was the case. But they did not expect that she was also this terrifying. Harvey glanced at Rachel when his interest piqued. This was a true peak King of Arms. Rachel was progressing so fast at this moment. If Harvey gave her a few more pointers, she would probably become one of the fastest-growing Gods of War.

She hurriedly said and brought out one of the clothes changing the topic. Lucas decided not to probe further.”Thanks, mom. I really appreciate” He said instead. ============================ [THE DALTON’S HOME] Rachel is in her room reading. She is seated on a chair and a study table was in front of her. Her phone beeped but she chooses to ignore it. Her phone was on her bed and a bit far from where she is and she is lazy to get up to put her phone on silent. She continued reading anyways. Her phone started ringing and she groaned.

’ The rest of the page was nothing but smudges of ink and jumbled words that made no sense from the tampering that must’ve taken place. The remaining pages of my history were extremely accurate details of my childhood. They had every last thought, action, and word written out on these pages. Reading my own infant thoughts—it was strange to say the least. My history ended when I received my invitation to Iridian, and then the book truly began. Letting out a quiet breath, I flipped to the first chapter and began reading. “Rachel Thornton’s life changed the moment her invitation to Iridian arrived. With her childhood love taken, made pawn in a game that has spanned decades and shifted the balan