Rachel Keller Feet Novels & Stories

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.

Because of the training, Killian assigned someone to care for Leo Kael. Her name was Rachel. She was a Beta, not as high in rank as Tanya, but she had a warm, easy presence. She had a round face, dark hair that never stayed in place, and a soft, cheerful voice. She treated Leo Kael like he was her own child. And surprisingly, she treated me kindly too. That alone made her different from most people in the fortress. Many of them feared Killian, and because of that, they kept their distance from me. Some even disliked me quietly.

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.

Rachelle did not dare to use her internal energy, and the hours of walking made her feet feel like they were made of lead as they ached and throbbed painfully with growing blisters. Whew! At last, it was almost dark when Darryl and Rachelle got to a cave. Darryl found a large, flat rock and hopped onto it to lie down comfortably as he took a deep breath. "It's getting dark. Let's take a little rest here." Just then, Rachelle scrambled to nod as she felt like a weight had been lifted off her shoulders. She could finally rest. Her feet were killing her. Rachelle felt nothing but indignant then.

I heard his apologetic tone, “We didn’t expect this to happen, I’m sorry.” "What?!" Not only Noel and Kyler are surprised to hear what he said, I am too. "How is Rachel?" I heard Raziel's deep breathing on the other line, "Fortunately, she didn't get anything serious injury that needed an operation, just scratches and a minor injury to her leg. Even if we want to go now, she can't even crawl because her left foot is in a cast." Everyone who could hear Raziel’s voice became silent, I could feel the tense atmosphere around me.

- She said and left the room, showing Rachel to follow. As they were nearly at the entrance, Camille appeared out of nowhere. Katherine stopped to look at her. - I didn't know we had a guest. - The witch offered Rachel her sweetest smile. - I don't think we had a chance to meet before. - I have no memory of such a thing. - Rachel replied politely. - Rachel Atkins is a Luna of the North Star Pack. She came here for a short visit. So please excuse us as her time is limited.

A few seconds later, Kiara was still staring at her with her lips sealed to say a word; the young lady tried to comprehend the mute sadness of sister Mary. The heavy feeling of her constant gaze rose to a panic in the old lady and she licked her lips, looking here and there. To avoid any possible questionnaire from Kiara, she drifted her eyes to Rachel and asked politely, “So, what do you do, child?” Her lips twitched into a hesitant smile. Rachel smiled in response before answering. “I’m a head accountant at an organic product-based company, Ally Natures.” Her reply made the lady smile back at her with a positive nod.