Rachel Storm Novels & Stories

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."

amused she wrapped herself around me “Okay my Sweetheart, now have your way with me.” Rachel has always worn strength. Even when she is breaking. I almost kept my pose and let the lawyers finish what I started. But when the elevator doors closed and I saw her standing there, glowing, furious and carrying my child. I instead reached out to her, I wanted to stop by the time we reached the twenty sixth floor but I needed more, I reached out, pressed the button to close the doors and pressed sixty. I should not have touched her. That was the plan. Keep the distance. Keep it clean.

“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.

CHAT REQUEST FROM Hayley.Hailstorm@BearsParademics.com (@Hailstorm) to Lace.Lacy@Ravenwood.com (@Lace) and Kira.Killer@Ravenwood.com (@Killer) CHAT ACCEPTED HAILSTORM: Hey girls! LACE: Hello my fellow weirdoes KILLER: Hey you two, how are things going? LACE: Ugh, you know how it is. We’re not allowed to go to base camp this year but I’m sneaking in, in any case. Who is going to know?

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.

It was a dark and stormy night. The wind howled outside, and the rain pounded against the window. Chantelle sat huddled in her bed, trying to ignore the storm raging around her. But it was no use - she couldn't sleep, her mind was racing with thoughts of what the next day would bring. She knew she had to face her uncle, and she was dreading it. Her uncle was a cruel man, and she knew he would not be happy to see her. But she had no choice - she had to do this.

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.