Rachel Storm Novels & Stories

Liam's gaze shifted briefly toward Rachel and Aretha, both stunning in their own distinct ways. Rachel dressed in a blue, off-shoulder dress that flowed gently down to her knees. The dress hugged her frame just enough to highlight her figure without being too revealing. Her hair was styled in waves, giving her an air of quiet elegance. She was a modest beauty that didn't demand attention but naturally drew it.

” Tasha frowned, “Oh, Sir Raven over there is not my brother. Not even related” Not related? How on earth was he… “I don’t care,” Storm snapped standing up from the bed, “I am not going to let anyone dictate my life, tie me down or take advantage of me and whatever my powers are. Not now, not ever” Then she turned to Blue who was staring at her with her arms crossed over his chest…” Mate or not” She spat. “Storm,” She turned around to face the other mana, Raven whose eyes were now red although he was smiling with a very tender expression on his face,”

The next morning, I’m woken up by the shrill sound of Rachel barging into the room, eyes glaring daggers at anything that moves. “You!” She barks as I try to blink the sleep out of my eyes. I pause. “Hm? What?” “I need you to be Damien’s personal maid,” Rachel proclaims. I sit up straight, jaw falling open in shock. Panic jolts through me in an instant. Have I been found out? Is this some kind of strange backwards humiliation ritual? “Why?” I ask tentatively.

A flicker of awkwardness crossed her face. "You're back? Sorry—I didn't realize it was you. The only way to clear up all this online gossip is for Nathan to explain everything in person. I've called him several times. No one picks up." Jake's jaw tightened. He hadn't even known Emily had Nathan's contact information. "I've already had the trending topics taken down," he said. "Give it a few months. No one will remember any of this. Don't worry about it. The only thing that matters right now is our baby."

“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.”

Holding her hand out to me, she said, “You and I have never been formally introduced, but I love you! You are awesome! I am Mila by the way, Finn’s mate.” “Hi Storm, I’m Sophia, Leon’s mate.” Sophia, said as she too held her hand out for me to shake. “Storm,” I replied, shaking each of their hands. “Oh, we know who you are Storm. Your sister loves you. And even though she never admits it, we all know you are never far from her thoughts. It is just nice to be properly introduced to you. I am honoured to have a kick ass Luna for my sister-in-law,” Mila said, smiling at me.

By the sounds of it, Karma had done a job well done right there. “Also remember Rachel?” Renee asked me, to which I rolled my eyes. Rachel, Miss Perfect, head cheerleader, and bully number one to me. “Of course,” I mumbled. Rachel had been the epitome of popularity, and her disdain for anyone who didn’t fit into her definition of ‘cool’, was unmatched. “Well, get this,” Renee began, her voice filled with glee. “After you left town, Rachel’s life took an unexpected turn. Karma had something special in store for her.” I leaned in, my excitement growing.

Her one hand covered her opened mouth, and her eyes went wide in the minutest fraction of a second, staring at her phone’s screen like she saw some ghost. My heart raced as Rachel’s unexpected shriek shattered the tense atmosphere. We all turned toward her, our expressions a mix of concern and confusion. “What happened, Rachel?” Ryan’s voice was sharp with anxiety, and he moved closer to her. She didn’t answer immediately, her eyes locked onto her phone’s screen as if she couldn’t believe what she was seeing. We gathered around her, our worry growing by the second. “What’s wrong, Rachel?” I asked, my voice trembling. After a frantic second, she looked at us and said. “It’s a live video from

- She said and left the room, showing Rachel to follow. As they were nearly at the entrance, Camille appeared out of nowhere. Katherine stopped to look at her. - I didn't know we had a guest. - The witch offered Rachel her sweetest smile. - I don't think we had a chance to meet before. - I have no memory of such a thing. - Rachel replied politely. - Rachel Atkins is a Luna of the North Star Pack. She came here for a short visit. So please excuse us as her time is limited.

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.