Rachel Keller Feet Novels & Stories

They walked through the empty school halls, Rachel's heels clicking on the floor as she tried to keep up with his quick pace. Her mind was racing, trying to come up with a way to put an end to this before it went too far. But the truth was, she was scared to refuse him.

Meanwhile at that same time, Rachel’s footsteps echoed through the narrow hallway, the rhythmic sound of her footsteps did little to soothe her nerves. She fidgeted her fingers anxiously, as she struggled to control her ragged breathing. She felt like her chest was tightening with every second that passed. The clinics hallway was too quiet, too still, making her heart race even more with anxiety.

Why did Ethan and his family just love looking for trouble? With a roundhouse kick, Rachel sent James flying through the air, landing more than 30 feet away. James spat out a tooth. His mouth was full of blood. He never expected such a frail-looking girl like Rachel to be so good at fighting. Rachel casually dusted off her four-inch high heels. These heels were limited editions from Le Printemps. Wearing them to kick a scumbag like James was truly such a waste. … At that moment, Ethan and Penelope arrived at the scene.

Putting on my black high heels I give myself a last check before heading downstairs as I hear the first cars arriving. Arriving quietly behind my parents as they welcome the first couple – Alpha Zachary and Luna Rachel from the Blood Moon Pack, I step beside my father in time to shake Alpha Zachary’s and Luna Rachel’s hands. My mother and father give me a stern look, acknowledging my close to late arrival. I smile and continue with some small talk with Luna Rachel as Alpha Jackson continues speaking with Alpha Zachary and his Beta Sam. Luna Rachel is a beautiful woman. With her blond hair, brown eyes, and petite frame she is clearly the light in Alpha Zackary’s eyes.

Rachel appears almost immediately, carrying a champagne flute she clearly has no intention of drinking. "There you are." Kelvin raises an eyebrow. "You sound relieved." "I am." She lowers her voice. "Do you know how exhausting it is explaining to twelve board members that panic isn't a business strategy?" "I can imagine." "No, you really can't." She looks at me. "You look beautiful." "Thank you." "You also look terrifyingly calm." "I've had practice." Rachel laughs. "Good, because I finally have news that doesn't make me question my career." Kelvin studies her face.