Rachel Scott Book Novels & Stories

She didn’t look convinced so I added, “You didn’t hear him a minute ago… he sounded like he was in pain.” “Fine, but I’m coming with you,” Rachel said with finality, grabbing her own coat. I gave her a thankful smile before leaving the room. I really didn’t like pubs; any kind of bar I tried to stay clear of. I wasn’t much of a drinker, and I certainly I didn't like hanging around drunk people. But from when I dated Scott, I remembered that he enjoyed

She was going to wait a few more days before giving Lily another dose but today it was better to leave the pack’s territory and look for the magical books in the library. She packed her things up and then walked out of the lodge and headed straight to the entrance of the territory but while she was walking towards the territory someone stumbled into her and Levy couldn’t help but frown as she looked at the person in front of her. Rachel turned to look at Levy, her frown matching Levy’s. “ So, you are still here?” “ And you are still roaming naked? I thought that you might have worn some clothes by now.” Levy shot back, for some reason Rachel was dressed even more obnoxiously than the last ti

We passed the pack borderline for a while before they jumped and landed in front of me. Guess this was far enough from Scarlett anyway. "Where is your little maid?" Scarlett realized it was only me when she caught up. She should have noticed that Scarlett's scent got much thinner because I only had her jacket on. "I don't have a maid." I grinned. "I know she's hiding in that cave!" Rachel shouted angrily. She was really easy to piss off. "You didn't know when you made a pass on the cave." "You shouldn't have come out and challenged me alone," Rachel said viciously, "But then again, that wolfless wouldn't be much of a help either."

All I know is that my heartbeat still hasn’t fully settled. Rachel is the first to break the eye contact. She turns toward another shelf, as if suddenly interested in the row of books there. Jessica keeps talking softly while checking the books in her hands. “Good thing they didn’t all fall,” she mutters. “If those hit someone’s head, that could’ve been bad.” I nod faintly without really listening. My mind is still stuck in those few seconds earlier when Rachel’s body almost crashed into the shelf, when my hand stopped the wood from falling, when her face was that close to mine.

Trigger Warning: This chapter contains content that may be disturbing to some readers, including themes of death and emotional distress. Reader discretion is advised. "Do you have a reservation, ma'am?" the man asked as I gazed at the lavish restaurant. It was Friday night, so the place was packed. Most people were dressed to the nines, adorned with fancy clothes and jewelry. Earlier, a woman had given me a head-to-toe once-over, but I just arched an eyebrow, pretending to be unbothered.

I walked out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel, I took my body lotion and began applying it on my body, I heard squeaky sound behind me, I turned but didn't see anything. I shrugged and turned to take the lotion when a white rat busted out of nowhere. I screamed running away from it, the little creature ran past my room and into the bathroom. 💭oh gosh how did a rat get into my room💭 I heard a squeaky sound again but this time it was coming from my closet. I took heavy steps to the closet. I took in a deep breath before opening it expecting the worst but instead Stacey fell out of the closet. She face planted the floor.

She did not wait for a response but went down a quiet corridor, her steps unsure, her heart racing. She walked around, looking for some kind of relief, when a half-open door caught her attention. Past it was a softly lit room that she took to be Sophia's. Inside, a small desk held a neatly bound journal lying open-it seemed-inviting discovery. Curiosity outran caution, and Rachel stepped inside.

Tay asks and looks at me. “Oh no” Rachel realizes Tay didn’t know about me being the best-selling author, and I clear my throat. “Um, Rachel is the one who published my book when I was still in school.” I tell him. “You have a published book?” he asks with his eyes wide open. “Yep, and she is the best-selling author ever since her book was published. I’m sure you have heard of a book called ‘Behind closed doors?” Rachel asks Tay and his mouth half opens.

Seeing this, Oliver grinned and said, “I take it you’re a regular here.” “She’s one of our favorites,” Scott said with a flirty tone that Eliza recognized as the one he used for men he found attractive. “Although, she’s been missed lately.” Using dramatic flair that only Scott could pull off, he tapped her on the shoulder with his index finger and added, “Naughty girl. Where have you been?” “I told you that I moved home with my parents,” she replied with a grin. She found her friendly barista to be a delightful companion, even if he was flirting with her coffee date.

Hence, she put it back in its spot among other dusty books and walked to another shelf. She came across a couple of other books but she knew none of them will give her any information on what she sought after; ‘Moon Goddess' Mate’ by U. Tipper, ‘The Hybrid's special Guide’ by L. O. Klark, ‘Tribid Greed’ by Steve Reynolds, and a lot of other books.