Rachel Morgan Series Novels & Stories

Diana laughed coldly. "More like being interested to see you dead, b*tch! By the way, I wonder if you know this particular young lady?" Another girl emerged from the door. It was Luna, and she was carrying another young woman who was struggling to get free. Her short, permed hair, a face full of freckles and acne, and her telltale unremarkable appearance made it an easy guess. It was Rachel Morgan! "Rachel!" Logan cried, shocked.

"You have it all wrong, Rachel. Nothing happened between me and Galen. " For a split second, Rachel felt something akin to relief coursing through her. But could this woman be trusted to tell the truth?Here she was, posing like a supermodel, half naked, in his shirt. "Go on,"Rachel said, narrowing her eyes. "Mrs Morris assigned me, to supervise the work he's doing here. Two nights ago, I came here to check on him and found him drunk as a lord, because of you. It was then that he told me what happened. And before you ask, I'm familiar with the world of the supernatural. I myself, am a shifter."

For Scarlett to be bold enough to mention it, I know she has something up her sleeve. As much as I loathe the woman, she’s the daughter of an alpha for a reason. I’ve heard rumours of her being involved in dark arts. While that has been disproved, I'm not taking any chances with Morgana. “Fuck.” I need her. My wolf needs her. She’s right down this hall, a few feet away. I need Morgana. She tried to kill me. I need her. She’s working with Ryker. I need her. She killed me once.

" How the fuck does she know about Kate and Sean? Morgan turns to face me, "What I told you about those eyes and ears, works both ways. I caught them at it about six months ago, up in the loft. Both naked, and Kate was riding Sean. I could say she was raped, but that's tough to do from underneath. So, were they fucking?" I try to act surprised, doubt it worked, "No. It was just Kate, masturbating." Morgan's hand finds my cock. I gently brush it away, "Morgan, we have a lot to plan to get out of here."

I squeeze my eyes shut, feeling them burn with emotion. I don’t understand why this is happening. The more I try to push away, the more I find her slamming against my own beliefs, forcing me to see her, see past what she is. Her loyalty, her strength, her determination, her bravery. I have to see it, face it, and yet tell myself that she’s too dangerous and that I should stay away from her. And now? Rachel isn’t moving. She’s no longer preparing an ambush, but she’s also not finding another place to set up camp. It’s almost as if she’s waiting.

Oh well, he had no choice now. “Rachel, Jay was already uncomfortable with you being here alone. And it is rather far away from anyone or anything.” Which was what the Morgans wanted when they had bought the cabin, but it was always someone else, no one came alone. And sure, it could handle a blizzard, but if something went wrong, there was no one to know of anything, and that was the scary part. “He’s freaking out and you know how your brother is.”

"...Oh, let me guess it’s because Amber is your SISTER and you are 'Rachel Rick'. " He knew all this time. "Yes, I knew it all that from the start, I wanted you to tell me first, but you took so long, so I opened the secret, you were trying to hide. You underestimated me women, I knew all this from the day I rescued you, I investigated, who you really are and then it all make sense, the day I got the news that the wedding of Rachel Rick has been cancelled, because she had gone into an accident and died and her body was not found. I figured it all in seconds. But finding you was all in my destiny, so I took advantage of my destiny and planed all this."

It was Doctor McKenzie. I turned to him. "But I do have chains. I cannot simply walk properly—" I almost shrieked when I felt being scooped by the familiar touch only to find Claude who was so near to me right now that was raging my heart so wild. "I shall bring this," Doctor McKenzie said while he was bringing the metal boulder which wasn't heavy enough for us since we were werewolves. "Be quiet for now, Luna Queen Rachellian. If Magnius finds out that you haven't gone there to the conference room, he will alert everyone," he said as soon as we arrived at another room.

Renee suddenly goes to the counter looking for things. “I saw the knife around here, where is it?” Curses and vulgar words flowed out like a song from her mouth. Cassandra felt so much better after telling them everything. They gave her encouraging words, planning on dragging Rachel, threatening her. Then her phone rang and an unknown number appeared. "Hello…" Silent. "Yes, I'm Cassandra Morgan". "..." No words but a sobbing was heard. "Hello? Are you alright?" "Sister… what should I do?" sobbing again. It took a while before the young girl spoke again.

No sign of her. I am Rachel Thornhill, daughter of Thomas Thornhill, who is the beta of the Winter Moon pack. I have long chestnut brown hair, almost to my waist. My eyes are a forest green and if you look closely you can see gold speckles in them. My skin is an olive tone, and I have about a dozen light freckles sprinkled over my face. My lips are full and a dull shade of pink. I am one of the shorter girls of my pack, measuring a whopping 5'3" and weighing 125 lbs. "She should have parished with the bitch that manipulated you! She is the byproduct of having a child with someone who is not your mate!" sneered my stepmother.