Rachel Knights Novels & Stories

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.

The Rachel Weekend as it’s become known by me, Dani and Katie, turns out to just be the start. The new Scott has been unleashed. The weekend after the Rachel weekend, he has a date with a photographer called Jenny. It lasts for several days. The Saturday after that, there’s a gym with a Pilates instructor called Leanne. She only lasts one night, but then he’s back with Rachel. But only in the Tuesday, Thursday and Friday. By Saturday, a graphic designer called Chloe pops out of nowhere. She stays until Monday, when Rachel appears again. But only for one night, because he’s back with Jenny again the following evening, while I’m left to fight off phone calls from others. And so it goes on.

“You looked like you were having fun, the stress went away after you had a few cups of punch.” “Well I wish I could say I can remember it, but I cant.” She said half smiling. “I guess when my memory does come back, it will just be another memory that I get to experience all over again, so that might be kind of fun.” “Well at least you are looking at it like a positive person like you should.” She said looking away. “You are Anabel Knight aren’t you?” she whispered. “Wait how did you know my last name, I don’t think I’ve told you?” she said confused.

I told him. "You are in front of me but he has killed my dear one. He raped my sister and she committed suicide to save herself from that bastard" He told me.. Hearing this my eyes went widen. " He killed your sister?" I asked him being shocked.. He looked at me and speaks up," Do you know Nancy Knight?" "Yeah, of course. She was a great singer. I am a big fan of her. Four years ago she even come to Germany for attend a show. But unfortunately she met an accident and died" I told him..

At a restaurant, a flurry of women couldn't take their eyes off Raizen and Inuence, who were having a conversation near the glass wall. The first knight, known on social media as the CEO of a major advertising company and a billionaire Greek prince, was a magnet for attention, especially among women. His presence had filled the restaurant to capacity. "Isn't that Raizen Yvanov, the first Knight?" one woman whispered to her companion, feeling lucky to be so close to Raizen. Her friend squealed in delight.

For a second, he paused, then finally… “Rumors are circulating.” I leaned back calmly in my chair. “What kind of rumors?” Xavier hesitated, then said. “About Mrs. Knight.” “Continue.” He cleared his throat awkwardly. “Some people heard about…the incident before the wedding.” The suicide attempt…of course they had. High society loved scandals almost as much as money. “They've started saying you married an unstable woman.” Silence, Xavier looked increasingly uncomfortable. “And?” He lowered his voice then whispered… “Some are calling her mad.”

"There is always a choice. It must hurt to be near him." "It does. Every day." "Then why stay? A woman with your skills could work anywhere. My father always said you were the brain behind half of Zane’s deals." I looked at him, surprised. "Arthur said that?" "He did. He told me that if I ever wanted to beat Zane Knight, I should hire you away from him." Enrique smiled, but his eyes remained serious. "The offer is real, Kanya. If you ever decide you have had enough of being a ghost in his life, come to London. I’ll give you a position that matches your actual worth."

Two people instead of one. Then Rachel sat up. Wiped her face with the back of her hand. Looked at me with the expression I recognized from every hard thing we'd ever gotten through together. "Okay," she said. "Listen to me." "Rachel—" "No. Listen." She pointed at me. "My best friend is about to be mated in a grand ceremony in an ancient underworld palace." Completely serious. Building momentum. "She is going to be a Luna. A powerful one. With a mate who chose her over his entire bloodline — which we will absolutely come back to — and she is going to walk into that ceremony and make every single person in that court feel underdressed."

She looked at Rachel with clear, resolute eyes and said, "You're right, miss. I am not a Quinn, and I have no right to sit here." Rachel was a capable woman in business. She owns several beauty parlors and hotels. She was a very influential figure in the business world. But for some reason, she felt a chill when Lana looked at her. The chill came from her soles and spread to her entire body. It was like a predator was eyeing her. Rachel was intimidated. Lana paused momentarily and said, "Technically speaking, you aren't a Quinn too, miss. But you're seated here as well, aren't you?"

However, Amilek had a nonchalant countenance; his green emerald eyes were mundanely fixed on the knight, who was now receiving praises from the crowd. Racheal rose to her feet, clapping her hands elegantly, a proud smile gleaming on her face. "Bravo! She said, and the other knight bowed in courtesy from where he stood at the arena to acknowledge her. The knight then spreads his hand open, nodding his head to the loud cheers coming from the crowd. A sly grin tugged at his lips as he removed his helmet, then waved at the crowd. As Racheal kept clapping, her gaze flashed at something, and her smile instantly faltered.