Rachel Joy Scott Journal Novels & Stories

I swung myself up on the last branch, freezing, before I pulled myself the rest of the way up on it. Scarlett’s journal lay perfectly hidden from the ground between two smaller branches. I carefully picked it up as I settled back against the trunk. I tapped my finger on the cover, debating if I wanted to read it, thus intruding even deeper into her privacy. I knew I shouldn’t, but I needed to know if I was alone in how I felt. I licked my lips as I opened the journal. I spent about an hour scanning the diary, only stopping to thoroughly read the entries where I was mentioned. I slowed when I came to one that was written about two weeks after I left.

Don’t know how it is going to end but am patient enough to wait. Will write to you if there are any development. Rachel. She closed the diary and Nana strolled into the room and eyed the diary. “Got a new best friend now?” “Yeah” Rachel rolled her eyes. “Perfect!, will look for another person to be friends with” “Can’t believe you are jealous of a book” Rachel chuckled. “Whatever” Rachel laughed and put the diary in her drawer. Her phone beeped and she checked. She smiled When she saw who it is from.

Sophie sat at the edge of the bed, brushing through her hair with her fingers. Alexander stirred, reaching out blindly. “You awake?” “I’ve been awake. Just… letting the morning catch me.” He sat up beside her, wrapping his arms around her waist. “No crisis. No speech. No signatures today.” She leaned back into him. “No crown,” she murmured. “No burden,” he replied. Rachel folded a paper journal and tucked it into a linen bag. She stepped off the tram and walked toward a glass library cube by the lake — a public free-library station.

"Even if you put me in the corner of the room, I still live with Harry under the same roof." After that, she walked toward that place. The new project that the Hyatt had developed in A country had a lot of documents in that language. When they did not find an interpreter, these works were all left behind. Rachel gave all of them to her and asked her to finished them in two days. When it was time to get off work, Stacy was still translating documents. Harry walked out of the office. Rachel had changed her suit that she was wearing when she went to work. Now she wore a long white dress. Her hair was chestnut brown and her makeup was delicate. She was beautiful and dignified.

Chapter Forty-Seven – Jealousy tension. Scott, Alpha Red and Kyle set out for the Red Mountains using the ancient route. That’d be thankfully take them four days. Jackson had seen the map amongst his mother’s old herbal books. It wasn’t yet ascertained if it was wrong. But the trio hoped to experiment on their way. By Scott’s request, Jackson was left with the girls at the cavern. The Blue Moon had not been very accepting on them after they claimed Lydia intimidated their kids.

But I never confess the fact that he was right. I smiled, with my eyes scanning at all the greenery alongside the road as my eyes began to get heavy, with the sensation of comfort embracing me in its grasp, making me fall into slumber. ******* Jayce I smiled, looking at Rachel sleeping with her mouth slightly open. She looks so innocent, like an angel sleeping like this, but only I know what a devil she is when she wakes up, always trying to seduce me with her tricks. I don’t know how long I have been driving for three hours, I guess, and I’m very close to my destination in just a few more minutes.

Whiskey. I was awake before the sun, and had already ransacked through the rest of the huts still standing. I found a few interesting items, some jewellery, silverware, nothing worth taking with me though. I decided to go back and search the Alpha’s house more thoroughly. The study or office space proved to be worth wild. I found another journal on a bookshelf in there. This one only dated back three generations, the first entry being date marked as 12th October 1935. He wrote about his desire to have the chosen daughter come back to them. Which confirmed my original theory, this pack have had firsthand contact with the Moon Goddess. I’m getting closer. I took this journal, and the other old