Rachel Scott Book Novels & Stories

Edna said, confusion vivid on her face “Shawn Gold, Edna Garter. Leave Shawn alone,” Rachel continued and then paused. “He belongs to me.” “What!?” Edna exclaimed. Rachel ignored her and continued. “Now, I wouldn't have taken these steps if Shawn Gold, oh! Maybe I would have, had he welcomed your advances, but he's not interested in you, Edna Garter. If you ever dare to spare as much as a glance his way again, make sure you vanish from the surface of the earth, because I will find you. I'll kill you in the most brutal way you could ever imagine, and by the time anyone realizes, you'll be long dead and decayed. Even if they manage to trace your murder to me, which is impossible, anyway, I ha

A trace of uncertainty showed in his expression. Rachel stepped ahead, curls swaying with each move. A finger shot out toward Scarlett, voice sharp. Blood streaked down Scarlett’s arm, fresh and red. “Weak,” Rachel called, eyes locked. The air tightened. “End it,” she said, not loud, but clear. Into her lungs went air, slow and heavy. Fire lit in her shoulder, yet beneath it stirred a different feeling entirely. Toward Lucas, warmth rose unexpectedly, insistently. As if some hidden part of her, feral and sure, finally knew his name.

But Belle was too immersed on finding the book she didn’t notice how once Orpha had stepped out of the room, the door to Rachel’s room slowly closed itself in a softest click. Belle looked around the room, her hands were set on the side of her dress. She then recalled Rachel’s habit of storing her secret items inside her closet where there would be a small gap where she could fit a few things inside. Thinking so, Belle hurried to find the small gap, her fingers felt around the bottom of the surface until she felt was seemed to be a book. Pulling it outside, Belle’s eyes were stared affixed on the title of the jet black book. ‘Peccare.’

THAT SAME DAY IN THE AFTERNOON Celine stood in the sitting room thinking about all what just happened in the morning, the encounter with the mysterious assassin and him warning her then she getting burnt with fire from no where. Rick came out from the room and met Celine in the sitting room,he walked towards her without her notice and she got scared thinking it was the assassin man again. Celine "Oh my God",she shakes and screamed Rick "What's wrong with you?, Celine "Nothing,oh sorry ",she tries to cover up

When we first met, she tried to talk to me countless times but I just ignore her but then i liked her company so we just naturally bonded. Oh God!! Please send an Angel to keep me company, i'm dying of boredom. "You read shakespeare?". I groaned at sound of that voice. Why does it have to be Jacey Carter. "I can tell you are happy to see me". He said sarcastically taking a seat beside me. Oh God!! Out of the Angels available, you just had to send the stupid one. He picked up one of the books. "So Romeo and Juliet huh? Drastic ending".

I wiped my body clean and changed into my pyjamas and stepped out. Rachael laid on the bed, I couldn't tell if she was sleeping because she was facing the other way. I didn't want to disturb her so I crept in beside her. The space between Rachael and I could have possibly housed two kingdoms. But I couldn't still control myself. Her pheromones was in the air. It made my body run mad. I was reacting in a strange way. Just when I taught I could bare it, my wolf whispered to my ears.

Even finding it the right thing to be done. Ren was currently sleeping under a tree with half a pitcher of lemonade to the side. Zia was drawing not to far away of the battle between the Western Empire and the 11th Army of the Empire. Felicity was reading a few medical books on old Alchemy with Elder Tani who was showing a little more into her pregnancy. A very happy Zero and Lan Su were reading on baby care as well. Jackson and Mo Lan just enjoyed each other's company looking at the sky.

When the light goes out, she reaches under her pillow and pulls out a flashlight and a book: 'Fifty Great Science Fiction Stories. Reading under her covers, she dreams of spaceships and explorers, galactic empires and adventure. ***** "I don't like her hanging out with girls like that." Stephen has a set to his chin and stands, arms folded, glaring at his brother. David protests, "What's wrong with Rachel? She's a perfectly nice girl." "Are you kidding? Look at the way she's dressed. I'm surprised her parents let her out like that." "But all the girls wear the jeans cut like that these days. It's just a fashion."

“Shut it. You worry too much. Keep your vampire politics to yourself. Love you, got to go! I’ll talk to you later.” Worry too much… yeah, right. I didn’t worry enough, if anything. I wasn’t letting another person I care about get kidnapped though. I wondered down the hall until I found Mitchell’s room. Pretty sure it was his. It smelled like him and I could hear him inside. I knocked on the door. “Come in Rachel.” “How did you know it was me?” “No one else would have bothered to wait after knocking.” “Ah. Well, I have a request.”

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.