Rachel Reads Novels & Stories

She studied so seriously that she hadn’t even heard Rachel when she returned home. “What are you reading?” Rachel asked as she made a beeline for the kitchen. She had gone out to buy a few things she needed for what she wanted to cook later. Laura didn’t bother answering her and continued to mentally take notes about what she was reading. This made Rachel even more curious, so she snuck up behind her and checked to see what she was reading. “If you wanted to know this, you should have just asked us,” Rachel said from behind her, finally drawing Laura’s attention.

Chapter 61: One Good, Two Bad. Rachel sat at the farthest corner of the school library, her fingers flipping through the pages of a thick textbook. The familiar scent of old paper and ink filled the air, a quiet comfort in the otherwise chaotic world of high school. She didn’t mind being alone. It was easier this way.

Just walked up, held out her hand, and said, “You have Rachel’s posture.” The girl blinked. “I never met her.” “I didn’t need to.” And finally Eliza — storming in as only Eliza could, dragging a battered suitcase and a poetry chapbook she claimed someone had written after dreaming of River. We made dinner. Pasta, roasted vegetables, strawberry shortcake from the freezer. The girl sat between River and me, laughing when James told the story of River’s first reading, crying when Eliza recited a poem Rachel had written in secret. It wasn’t heavy.

Reaching out a hand she patted Rachel's head earning herself an indignant hmph. "I'm not a child." Rachel huffed pouting. "Of course you aren't." Elaina giggled ruffling Rachel's hair. "Come we need to prepare for Rathial's arrival, I can feel him approaching." Giving Elaina a questioning look Rachel turned and motioned for her men to follow her. It seemed that even though Rachel was part of the Eastern brethren, it did not mean that she was capable of fighting. Making a mental note to ask Chase the reason later Elaina hurried towards camp as she continued to feel her target approaching.

"President Chapman, Anne, what brings you here?" Nathan looked at Rachel uneasily as he held onto his phone in which the phone call was still ongoing. "Rachel, did you receive an email just now?" Rachel gave it a thought before she nodded. "I have, what about it?" Nathan continued, "Have you read it?" "I have." Rachel was unusually calm. Nathan lowered his gaze in an attempt to compose himself. "What do you think about it?" Rachel looked around, not noticing the phone in Nathan's hand as well as it still being connected.

She hurriedly said and brought out one of the clothes changing the topic. Lucas decided not to probe further.”Thanks, mom. I really appreciate” He said instead. ============================ [THE DALTON’S HOME] Rachel is in her room reading. She is seated on a chair and a study table was in front of her. Her phone beeped but she chooses to ignore it. Her phone was on her bed and a bit far from where she is and she is lazy to get up to put her phone on silent. She continued reading anyways. Her phone started ringing and she groaned.

It was high time Zack was placed in the right corner. ...... Wednesday Rachael calmly sat down in the library as she went through a thriller book she was keen on finishing. Apart from being obsessed with Indian stuff, she is in love with reading thriller novels. Joy on the other hand is in love with any Romance book, mostly Romcom. To her, reading these novels is a way of imagining her happily ever after with her future husband. "I am sorry I am late. Can we start now," Zack moved closer to Rachael, bringing her out of her reverie.

The squad showed up in front of me, wearing their confused faces. "Who's that you're talking to?" Asked Via curiously. "It's Royal's girlfriend." "Don't tell me you're going home?" Trixie concluded. "Hmm," I glanced over their shoulders. And then I saw Gero and his bestfriend, Riley, looking at us, or at me, while talking stuff. Then they shifted their eyes and focused to those people they're with. "What?" Angelika asked impatiently. "I guess you should call later, Alpha," Ria propounded. "Royal's busy at this moment. We're doing our research papers."

Rachel rested backwards, relaxing on the sofa in the living room and stretched her legs. They ached a bit after folding them for so long. She reached for the book she was reading and flipped over to the next page. She could feel George's eyes on her, watching her as he sat quietly across the living room. Rachel knew she had been acting strange to him lately but she just couldn't help it. If not that she had promised Sophia that she would stay here till the end of 'everything', there was no way she would still be in George's villa.

He thought to himself. Rachel on the other hand vowed to herself to find the time to continue reading her grandmother's journal, she doesn't know when the old lady will summon her once again. Regarding the old lady she still wondering who can she be. Rachel recalled that she said she had lived among them. Could she be one of the helpers? she seem to know the accounts of the life of Anna Stuart more than any of her aunt Sarah or her mother Olivia could tell her.