Rachel Roth Titans Novels & Stories

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.

"I'm Franklin Roth. Chairman of the Roth Empire, CEO of the Titan Capital Group. My wife has her own businesses. Look around this room, Hannah, and tell me honestly, do we look like people who need someone else's inheritance badly enough to build a fake crime scene around it?" Something in the room shifted. Like the weight had redistributed itself without anyone moving. "Frank." Drake's voice came in steady and careful, the tone of a man trying to keep the temperature where it was. "Just read the numbers. Wherever it leads, we give it to the police, even if it leads to my own mother. Aunt Rachel deserves that much." Blake nodded from across the room. Her face had the particular, hollowed-out

Spending one more time in that place would have made Titan take over and rip them into pieces. Titan howls in my head at the betrayal of it all. He does not use words. It is a pure, keening sound of agony, the sound of a wolf who has hurt its mate. He had mourned the absence of our mate for weeks, had mourned our broken bond, but nothing had broken him more than knowing that his instinct had always been right. He had never liked Roxy, not once. Titan had played a crucial role in ensuring that Roxy and I never got intimate during my marriage to Rhea. I admit there were times I almost crossed those lines, but Titan would howl, growl, and gnash so fiercely that I would get so frustrated and ret

She ball her fist in anger and walk out of the hall "I can't believe everyone is rooting for them more than they did for me " Rachel screamed angrily, hitting her fist on the wall "They haven't announced the winners yet, so relax.. I think you will be favoured since your the president's daughter" Stephanie said "You think so?" Rachel asked, calming down "I know so... Now let's get in and watch others performance" "Alright" She said and they both walk back into the hall ****** ♣♣ 5pm Luther's mansion, LA♣♣

Rachel only smiled without answering. Rowan's chest tightened as shock churned through her. Her voice trembled as she asked again, "One last question. The Three Titans of Gabo Creek have always been the Driscoll family, the Phelan family, and the Fischer family. When did Andrew become one of the Three Titans?" Rachel said proudly, "Just recently! The Driscoll family has been eliminated by Mr. Lloyd. So, he rightfully took their place and became the newly risen member of the Three Titans!"

Rach comes back to the table and looks at Titan and pouts. "Titan no you are not taking her from me." Titan flashes her a toothy smile his brown eyes sparkling and turning to me, he puts his arm around my shoulders and looks back at Rach who plonks herself down in the seat he vacated shooting him daggers with her bright green eyes from across the table.

“Rachel, you’re not really considering this move, are you?” She shrugged. “Maybe. Maybe not.” “Look, someone else has taken over your slot in the dance studio and she’s gathered a huge fanbase since she resumed.” “Who?” “Laverne. She’s Taylor’s cousin and teaches aerobic salsa to middle-aged folks.” “Oh, it’s a family business now, isn’t it?” Rob snorted. “She pays for her slots.” “As I did.” “What’s your point?” “Nothing.” “You’ve been gone for almost two years, Rachel. Did you expect me to just keep your slots open permanently? I’ve got bills to pay, sis.”

I looked at him in shock, asking, "Where did you hear about it?" Titus widened his eyes and spoke in a slightly higher pitch. His voice was tinged with disbelief. "Rachel's already posted her new marriage certificate with someone else on her social media! And you're still asking me where I heard it from?" He continued babbling on, but all I heard was ringing in my ears as my mind suddenly went blank. I was completely stunned. I couldn't stop repeating what Titus told me about Rachel showing off her new marriage certificate online in my head. Everything else he said was just a blur to me.

I can’t help glance at her chest in her tight T-shirt with the name of some random rock band on it that I have never heard of. “You girls are coming to my game tonight, right?” I say between biting into my toast. “I wouldn’t miss it, thanks Blake,” Rachel replies. She is sweet but like I said. Right now, my entire focus is on Roxy. Even I have no idea what has come over me.

A voice says, and I turn to look. “Rachel?” I say as I push my chair back and hug her. Rachel is my publisher. Her company is small, but she is slowly moving up the charts. She takes a seat with the most beautiful smile I have ever seen on her face. “You must be Olivia’s fiancé?” Rachel asks while extending her hand to Tay. Tay nods. “I’m Rachel, Olivia’s publisher.” I choke on my drink. Oh no, Rachel and her big mouth. “Her publisher?” Tay asks and looks at me.