Rachel Keller Feet Novels & Stories

Rachel ran faster than she'd ever run in her life. Meanwhile, the villagers continued to chase after her. She was fast, but she wasn’t as fast as those men. Ten minutes later, they were only approximately fifty meters behind her when she made it to the pathway up the hill. It was a crossroad of sorts, and Rachel had no idea which one to choose. Out of time, she chose to turn right and kept running forward while the villagers pursued her relentlessly. She was barefoot with cuts everywhere. She had no idea when her soles had become wounded so badly.

"Sorry guys I really have to go now. Bye!" She went inside her car and drove off refusing to look back because she's afraid if she do her tears will gonna betray her. And that's something she can't afford to risk. How stupid of her to think of liking the "Jace Keller"! He's like "everything"! Just when she was at the library she tried looking at his i*******m account. And got shock at how much followers he has like millions and mostly are girls. How can she consider herself to attract his attention. She is just a plain and boring nerd. Nothing more.

" Sorry, we just thought we should surprise you. Hope you don't mind" " Nah, it's cool by me, Rachel?" Rachel stared at me probably wondering if I was being sarcastic or not. " No... I don't mind" " Cool let's go" Janelle said as she rummaged through Rachel's fridge for some fruits and vegetables, they were all vegetarians. I wasn't exactly a vegetarian, but I was trying to become one.

Rachel was more vocal than Sophia who'd managed to restrain herself to the occasional quiet moan and coo. "Omigod! Ben! Your hands are wonderful!" she groaned as he worked her soles. Catherine and Gabriella looked over the seat with amused smiles. Mostly because of Ben's blush. By the time he'd almost reached her knees Rachel was squirming on the seat so badly he looked at her in exasperation and stopped. "Wha- No!" she yelped as her eyes snapped open. She became aware of her surroundings again. She saw Sophia barely supressing her laughter and Megan staring at her wide eyed. "Uh... sorry! Oh my god Ben! Your hands feel so good!" "How are your feet?" he asked.

"Ms. Parker, please don't get the wrong idea! We really just… ran into each other. Please, just let Mr. Quinn take me to the hospital first. My stomach really hurts. Please, I'm begging you." Cold sweat dripped down her forehead, and her voice grew weaker with each cry. By the time she finished, she was barely holding herself up. The commotion had already drawn a crowd. Zachary hated being caught in an embarrassing situation. The more eyes on us, the darker his expression became. "Sienna, she really is in pain," he said. I waved a hand dismissively, confused. "And what does that have to do with me? You brought her here, and you were the one who knocked her down.

Rachel swung her legs over the side of the bed, testing her weight carefully. Her body screamed in protest, every movement sending jolts of pain up her side and through her ankle. “I can… I can walk,” she murmured, wincing. Alaric’s eyes narrowed, his expression taut with concern. “Rachel, don’t push yourself—” She took a shaky step forward, breath catching in her throat. Her foot hit the floor, and immediately, a sharp, searing pain shot through her side and down her leg.

Even if she couldn't have love, at least she would still have her career. Now, concentrating all her energy somewhere else was the only way to keep her thoughts from drifting toward Maxwell. In the evening, after finishing her experiments, Jennifer came out of the laboratory. "You're Ms. Yale, right?" Rachel was standing outside the laboratory building, waiting for her. Jennifer immediately recognized her as the dancer Rachel whom Laura had interviewed. Nonetheless, she pretended not to know her and asked impassively, "I am. Who are you?" Rachel smiled, as smart and gentle as ever. "Ms. Yale, do you mind having a talk? My name is Rachel Walker. I'm… a friend of Max's."

That would be a lot of people! And of course shoes! What shoes would I like to wear with my dress? Heels would be the best kind of footwear, right? But then, what would the grounds that I'd have to walk on be like? Bumpy, slopey, or smooth? I worriedly bit down on my bottom lip. Relax, Rachel, Kayla told me. You're over thinking things again. The whole thing will be fine. I huffed, still biting my bottom lip. Yeah, right!

Kai was fine just yesterday, he couldn’t have been exposed to this unknown disease, he… he couldn’t. Rachel breaks down on her knees crying, I’m even more confused that my legs begins to move on their own terms, hurrying in the direction of Kai’s bedroom.

"Dr. Liddell, don't forget that I'm a gang leader in Merchant City. If I want to grab my boy to donate for her, it'll be a piece of cake. There's nothing hard with it at all." Rachel let out a faint sigh with Luke's answer. "What about the surgery a week later? Both of you have scheduled surgery together. What's your illness?" Luke's eyes turned sharp. "Why do you know everything?" Rachel smiled and showed Luke her identification card. "Mr. Fisher, let me introduce myself. My name is Rachel Liddell. I'm a doctor and also a partner of the medical organization called Kimry, the one you engaged in. Before Kimry got bought off by the Miller Group, I was already one of the partners, but I'm more