Rachel Scott Book Novels & Stories

“In the woods. You didn’t know I was there. I followed your scent. I saw what you are.” Lucy froze. Her perfect expression cracked. “You’re not just a wolf,” I continued. “You’re from the Thorn Coven. You came here to destroy me.” Lucy’s eyes darkened. “You’re delusional.” Ezekiel stepped forward, standing in front of her. “You’ve gone too far, Racheal. She’s not your enemy.” Then everything changed. Moonlight spilled through the council windows, bathing me in a silver glow. Pain lanced through my body, sharp and ancient. I staggered, then dropped to my knees as it coursed through my veins, searing, awakening.

"Thank you for coming. I wasn't sure you would." "Why did you want to see me?" She looked down at her hands. "Because I owe you the truth. The whole truth. Not just the sanitized version I'm giving the prosecutors." I waited. "I know you think I was always plotting against you. That I seduced Allen away from you as part of some grand scheme." She looked up. Met my eyes for the first time. "But that's not how it happened." "Then how did it happen?" Rachel took a shaky breath. "I was nobody. A secretary from Ashwood, Ohio who lied on her resume to get a job at Allen's company. I thought if I worked hard enough, dressed the right way, said the right things, I could become someone who mattered."

I begin scanning titles desperately, hoping to find something useful. Maybe something like: How To Stop Embarrassing Yourself By Flirting With Straight Men. Or perhaps: Self-Control: Please, For The Love Of God. Nothing. Not even close. I feel deeply offended. There is absolutely a market for those books. I cannot possibly be the only person suffering from this very specific life crisis. Rachel drifts down the aisle behind me, pretending to browse

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 grateful to meet Geralda and Nicholas because they care so much about me. I lowered my head, feeling a deep emptiness. "And since then, Rachel has been blindly searching for her truth in the place where her so-called parents were, the Blue Moon House Pack, near downtown Moscow." I listened to all of Geralda's explanations again, but this time, my friend Nicho and I ran to the city's outskirts to avoid exposure to the very hot sunlight. I strained my ears to listen to Geralda's story again. Geralda explained that Rachel had gone to Victoria and Jacob's room. She tried to find their birth certificates in the closet.

"This is Rachel. She's my niece. I have to ensure the Clan safely settle down, then I'll come to the Pack. Rachel knows everything. She can help out with the preparation for ritual before I arrive" I smiled at the young woman called Rachel. She seemed pleasant and quite familiar. Those deep hazel gaze of hers brought a familiar feeling to me. She tied up her gleaming black hair, as black as ebony, her skin was white and smooth, but unfortunately it didn't hide the deep scars that ran through her skin. My eyes met hers, she ushered a soothing smile. The Clan went through the portal, accompanied by the Gargoyle which very much has life within it. Rachel, Marcus, the guys and I, took the cars,

It was saying only : “You’ll be an uncle. So much to tell you. Looking forward to having you back home. “ *** The secretary peeked up at him behind her desk. “Oh, Mr. Scott. Right on time. “ She got up immediately, straightening her skirt, “Let me take you to Mister Declan’s office.” “No need. “ Mike said, “I can find it myself. “ “No, I insist. You haven’t been here before, correct? “ she glanced back at him as she led him to Declan’s office. “No, but I can follow a simple lead. “ his wolf muttered, but Mik only said. “No, I haven’t. Thank you for showing me the way. “ “No problem, the pleasure is all mine. Everyone is talking about you.'' The secretary smiled at him and they were soon in

It was dawn and the sun’s ray casted long shadows across the ancient books scattered on the table. Rachel sat among them with her hands moving methodically as she flipped through pages and her brow was furrowed in concentration. The weight of the pack’s survival, of Gilly’s fate, and of Zone’s worsening condition, seemed to press down on all of us, but Rachel carried it with quiet determination. I stood near the door, pacing as I waited for her to find something—anything—that could guide us.

Kelly asked referring to Rachel. “Yes, any problem with that?” Kelly scoffed. The guts! “Stop wasting your time. Rachel is for me!”Kelly said. “And in what book is that written? I like Rachel...I don’t bolt in my feelings. I know you like her too but then...let the best man wins” Jabal states and walked away. ========================== [BREAK PERIOD] “Same group with Jabal is equal to attempted suicide..”Rachel said as she packs her books into her locker.

The scent of pine and damp earth mingled with the sweet smell of chocolate. Rachel beamed, her good cheer returning. “Awesome! Okay, dig in!” She handed me a cookie that was still slightly warm. “So,” she said, munching on her own, “aside from.... that” —she nodded towards the rabbit — “how’s the whole ‘becoming a super mysterious and dangerous woman of the world’ thing going? Are you, like, fluent in sarcasm yet? Mr Thorne seems to consider it an Olympic sport.” I actually almost smiled. “I’m working on it.”