Novel & Cerita Rachel Hollis Books

Choosing the first one on the list, I try to check where it is only to find out that it’s been checked out. A couple of months ago. So much for the books not leaving the premises, I muse to myself, looking for who else was so interested in the Blood Moon Hybrids. My hand stills over the keyboard when I see a far too familiar name. Rachel Adkins. “No,” I breathe, anxiously, my fingers moving over the keyboard quickly now. But as I type in the names of the books listed on the side, all of them that are related to the Blood Moon Hybrid have been issued to Rachel Adkins. Just a week before she left me bleeding in the tunnels, taking that piece of evil that’s been hidden under the vault for all t

Hollis glanced over with a smirk, running a hand through her ash blonde hair quickly. “Nora. She’s shy as shit, and Jake isn’t any better. I practically had to knock their heads together before they exchanged information.” “Damn, that bad? Fun times. I’m sure after they get a load of us, they’ll loosen up.” Satisfied with the amount of lip balm she’d applied, Whitney flipped the mirror back up and turned slightly to watch her girlfriend peer at the road ahead as she chewed the inside of her cheek. Hollis looked especially yummy today, because she was wearing the ripped jean shorts that’d been hiding in her summer clothes bin for the last six and a half months. They cut off just above the kne

The house was quiet as usual except Rachel trying to go around to see what fun thing to do. Dawn came and it was almost time to leave for Diapora secretly. Rielle was glad that she could leave Alex territory to go get a good air outside. A place far away from Alex. Although she doesn't know where Rachel would be taking her to but she was glad she would be leaving. Rachel walked into the room fully dressed in a black short gown which was revealing. It hardly covered her boobs and it was transparent. Rielle was taken aback at the way she dressed cause that wasn't like Rachel. Even though she is crazy, she is also decent. She loves her reputation cause she is the fourth strongest among the were

Chapter 62 Author’s Pov Rachel had never been one to back away from a challenge, but lately, her mind had been consumed with more than just business. The world had always seemed clear to her, but now, her powers,her ability to see people’s desires and understand their deepest thoughts,had become sharper, more defined. She no longer had to guess at what people wanted. It was like stepping into their minds, understanding their needs before they even spoke them. And with every new revelation, every new insight, it felt as though she was gaining more control over the world around her.

I moved without purpose, my body carrying me on instinct alone. A cigarette rested between my fingers, smoke trailing lazily through the air. I didn’t realise where I was headed until I stopped. The library. Warm light spilt from within. Rachel stood by one of the shelves, on the tips of her toes as she reached for a book. Her expression was soft, relaxed in a way I hadn’t seen in days. She froze when she sensed me. Turning slowly, her eyes met mine. “Oh,” she said quietly. Something in my chest shifted.

Although Belle had now gotten older and was more mature, in the past she liked to do what her mother often called “Monkey acts.” What she meant was, climbing on trees and demanding little Damian to follow her while Rachel laugh with the book she always hold on her hand. Each day, her sister hold different books, at some point making Belle wondered if she had ever finished any of those with the fast pacing of books that she bring each day. Rachel stared at the window. She had sat on her bed while holding her book but placing her focus somewhere else in her head. Her eyes turning darker and hollow the longer she stared at it.

Her crimson coat had been discarded, revealing a long black gown threaded with blood-colored runes. A brazier burned at her feet, its flame an unnatural shade of blue. From her pocket, she pulled out a tiny glass vial. Within it, a single strand of hair floated—Rachel’s hair. “By blood, scent, and soul,” she whispered, “bring her to me.” The blue flame leapt higher. --- **Back in the Penthouse** Rachel jolted as a sudden chill shot through her spine. The hairs on her neck stood on end, and a prickling sensation crawled over her skin like static.

She played with the flowers on her lap, staring ahead. It was strange seeing her quiet. Rachel used to talk endlessly about her day, about everything she found interesting, or about the novel she was reading. I listened even when I had no idea what she was talking about. She just needed my attention, and I gave it. I wondered if she still read the way she used to. "What book are you reading right now?" I asked. She frowned, her lips parting slightly as she looked at me. "Book?" "A novel?" "I’m not reading any novels. I don’t think I even read…" she trailed off.

Rachel got to the library, entering the right security code and the iris camera, the door flung open as she walked in, slamming the door behind her. Rachel immediately fell to the ground as she gasped for air, she tilted her head, relaxing on the table as she clutched her belly. “Arya cannot hurt my baby… Athena cannot hurt me” Rachel muttered as she stared blankly at the floor, her eyes widening in fear as she bit her lips. “I need to hide” Rachel jerked up, heading to the bookshelves, punching a hidden button, a door opened behind the bookshelves and Rachel ran in as the door closed behind her.

“Though finding a mate lingered on her mind, she soon embraced the adventure and allure of Iridian. Little did she know, Rachel was going to get much more than she bargained for. Would Rachel venture into the darkness if she knew her deepest desire hid just within?” I gasp as I break free from the subtle magic that had been seeping through my skin. It rode in on the warmth that radiated from the book. It had been slowly wrapping around my will, pinning me there until I read the entirety of my own book. Even now, with it’s claws out of my skin, I still wanted to read that book. What was even worse, the hair-raising wheeze of at least four librarian’s sounded—all within hearing range.