Rachel Roth Titans Novels & Stories

What was wrong with a good missionary sex where she could rest her back on the bed and let Jacob do the work of thrusting in and out of her? She said as much to Dana who guffawed and ordered another bottle of beer. “Bring the whole tequila bottle please.” when the bartender raised a concerned brow looking toward Dana for affirmation, Rachel raised her voice. “Hey, don’t you know me? Rachel Rivers from the bloody celebrity tv show on ABN! I could buy the whole damn bar if I wanted to.”

"Don't worry, Coach. My heart is perfectly steady." Her gaze drifted past the pit lanes and landed right behind Rachel Chen’s starting box. Sure enough, Kevin Blue was sitting right there. He truly was Rachel's number-one fanatic, never missing a single match she drove. "Rachel Chen! Rachel Chen! We love you!" A massive group of Rachel’s loyal fans sat right beside Kevin, screaming her name at the top of their lungs. As a newly rising goddess in the racing scene, her fan base had grown incredibly large. Rachel waved confidently toward the stands, holding her sleek helmet under one arm as she strode out onto the asphalt looking fierce and independent.

"Smart right?" "Way to toot your own horn," Rachel said, going to check the records shelf, It had a lot of oldies, from Lionel Ritchie, to Madonna, to Mariah Carieh and Whitney Houston, she kept going through the records while he sat back on the duffle back and tried to open the wine and kept failing. "Puss," Rachel murmured under her breath. "Heard that," "Not necessarily my problem, my lord." "Oh my, you got Billie Eilish WWFAS WDWG full album!" Rachel cried excitedly.

"We dare you," Tess said, "To take off your shirt and bra for the rest of the game!" They were obviously proud. Rachael was excited. She couldn't deny that outside of her little plan, this was fun and she wanted to show the girls what she had. She nodded and quickly slipped off her white tank top and then unhooked her pink bra and let it fall. Her supple tits jiggled out and she felt the girls eyes on her and she loved it. She knew that she looked good. She let them sit and look at them for a little bit. Then she decided to fuck with their heads.

The bitter liquid slid down my throat as I made a mental note to be more careful. With everything happening between Alpha Thorne, the Bell family, and the surprise involvement of the Foster Pack, I couldn't afford to be sidelined. (Caleb's POV) "Pass the salt," Rachel said, watching me intently as I stirred the midnight broth I'd prepared. I glanced at the dining area where she'd spread out her belongings - her favorite ceremonial robe hanging by the door, her premium grooming supplies lined up in my washing area, her special moon herb pillows on my bed. Rachel Woods, heir to one of the largest auto repair chain territories in Ocean City, had somehow moved into my modest rented den without f

Noah's POV "Rachel Houston," Juliet’s voice echoed through the room, calm but ringing with finality. The moment she said it, I felt like the air had been sucked out of my lungs. Rachel Houston, the woman behind RA Lavantado, the brand everyone had been talking about for years. How could this be possible? Rachel, of all people? The same Rachel who had been a ghost since that one night, the same Rachel I had thought was out of my life forever, was now standing before everyone as a global fashion icon.

“This is your family’s business. I’ll leave with Titus first. Don’t fly off into a rage at the smallest matters either. You should sit down and talk with them instead. No matter what, they’re your family.” Robin sighed. When he looked at Titus, his gaze was much gentler. “I’m sorry you had to see my family acting like immature brats.” Then, he introduced Rachel to Titus. “This is my granddaughter, Rachel. I’ve spoken about her to you just now. She’s plain-spoken and has been spoiled since she was young. I hope you won’t mind.” Rachel looked remorseful. Ever since she returned to Northvale last night, she did a facial and her hair. She even dolled up herself today so that she would leave a go

It was only he and his most trusted beta, Theo that had the highest authority to open the safe. He had not activated the self-destruction because he knew that no one would ever want to open his safe. But now he had no choice. Kelly had betrayed him and wanted to take over the pack. Why would he help him? He would let him know that it wasn't easy being an alpha. After destroying everything that was in the safe, Ashton walked toward Maya. Her face was slightly pale. She seemed to have used up all her energy and even with the help of her wolf abilities, it will take her some times to recover. But Ashton did not have time to lose.

"How dare he be! He doesn't know who I am! I'm Graham Peyton, the richest man in Nashville!" Impatient to hear Tom's father babble, Rachel grabbed her father's cell phone and shouted, "Just so you know, the man I'm going to marry. His name is Nicholas Anthony, and he's listed as the tenth-richest person in the United States by Forbes magazine! And one more thing you should know, I'm not for sale!" she pressed the red button on her father's cell phone, her chest heaving with satisfaction. She turned to Nicholas and found him smiling at her. Whether it was a mocking smile or something, it was clear that that day she was very grateful to him. At least she didn't have to marry Tom Peyton the lol

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.