Rachel Keller Feet Novels & Stories

Joseph interrupted. His tone remained neutral. Rachel wasn't sure whether that helped. Then Isabel moved closer to them and looked down. At first, Rachel thought she had dropped something. Then she realised the older woman's attention was fixed on her shoes. There was a deafening silence for a second. Isabel tilted her head slightly. "What brand are those?" Isabel pointed at her shoes. "My shoes?" "Yes." Rachel glanced down. Suddenly she was painfully aware of them. "They're from a store” "A local shop?" She gave a disgusting look

"The 'power' walk at the dress shop yesterday?" I asked. "Yes." Rachel said as she looked at my bags and pulled out a box, "You are going to do that with these." She said and pulled out a pair of thick black heels. My eyes widened as I looked at the thick heel and the small tip in the front. It was closed toes, which I was thankful for. A thin black strap, and these shoes could be considered a death trap.

“I mean I know it’s such a huge step, and we’ve already taken it, but I still feel like someone is going to pinch me and tell me to wake up.” “Well, believe it,” I said. “This is real, and we’re going to enjoy every second of this.” “I called my sister already, so she’ll be dropping by in a few hours with some groceries,” she said. “You remember Jill right?” “Yeah,” I replied. “Tall girl with freckles, right?” “She hates that,” Rachel chuckled. “She’s currently in NYU, so she was more than happy to help. I’m guessing she’s going to try and crash here a few times.”

I wanted to set some of the rumors straight to put the kingdom at ease. Rachel was one of the youngest reporters I had ever seen. She was pretty too; she had fiery red hair that hung around her narrow and bright features in wild waves. Her eyes were bright green like emeralds, and she had freckles all around her features and body. She wore a short skirt and a tight blouse that revealed a little too much of her cleavage. “It’s hard to say,” I answered truthfully. “But he’s making a fast recovery. We are hoping he will wake soon.”

He didn't want to go her wrong impression about him! Chantelle sat down on the bed, still processing what had just happened. It was a strange mix of emotions - embarrassment, gratitude, and relief. But the thing that stood out to her the most was the sense of safety and comfort she felt around Delcan. It was a feeling she hadn't experienced in a long time, and she savored it. She knew that she was on the path to healing, and Delcan was helping her every step of the way.

doable. We both got up, freshened up quickly, and dressed. Rachel threw on her favorite faded jeans and a bomber jacket, her wild curls barely tamed into a messy ponytail. I opted for something a little more formal, a cream blouse tucked into black slacks and low-heeled boots. Minimal makeup. Professional, but still me. By the time we grabbed a cab and made it across the city to the towering silver-blue structure of the City Heart Campus, my stomach was a tight knot of anxiety.

Rachel continued to walk, but when she realized that other people were watching Khea's pathetic display of cozying up to her, she stopped on her heels, and turned to Khea. "You're an aspiring model, aren't you?" Rachel asked. "Yes, I am!" Khea beamed at her answer. Rachel gave her a tight, sinister smile. "Time for you to consider yourself a failed one then, since I will NOT be training you." Khea took a step back at the venom in Rachel's words. "Is... this about Ms. Anna?" she stammered. Rachel raised an eyebrow at her. So the spoiled girl does know about her mistakes.

she inquired casually. Edna attempted to withdraw her leg, but Rachel's grip tightened immediately, rendering her powerless. “Please, don't hurt me” Edna pleaded, her eyes bulging out in fear. Ignoring Edna's protests, Rachel continued with her task, her gaze focused intently on the leg she was massaging. “I wouldn't recommend you making any more noises, Edna,” she replied calmly, her voice surprisingly cold and calm “You're only a few moments away from a life confined to a wheelchair. All I need to do is ensure you hear the sound of your bone snap when I separate your lower leg from your ankle.”

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

Rachel's heartbeat picked once she realized that the Keltofane was in her reach. "How much is everything?" Rachel usually just handed Tilly the money when it came to these purchases. After Rachel required usage of the drug. She had been the one paying for every purchase for the past year. "It's two-hundred quid babe," Rachel handed Sharon the two-hundred pounds. The exchange was easy and simple. Rachel headed back down the stairs ecstatic at what she had completed independently. Oli and Kate held shots in their hands and waited by the bottom of the staircase. Their presence surprised Rachel as they had been nowhere to be found previously.