Rachel Storm Novels & Stories

“Then I will have to kill you, “Rachel said and charged towards Ariel who ran out immediately. Standing under the shower a few minutes later, Rachel closed her eyes as the cold water poured on her and she wondered how the year is gonna be. The holiday ended already and she is going to be entering a new class today. Grade 10 to be precise. Grade 9 was really fun for her. Having fun with friends, Doing Homeworks( yeah she is a nerd ), be the teacher’s pet. Who doesn’t know her, Rachel Dalton ??!. The most brilliant girl in the class. She is pretty and all and only mingle with smart people. She has just a few friends but she considers just one like her best friend. Her name is Nana. She is the

And the rain fell... is the latest release for 2020. A scary love story with many twists and turns. Hope you enjoy. if you like the idea of cult fiction and romance rolled into one then this is a great story. It follows a young doctor who managed to get away from the "the Sect" with her father when she was a teenager. Now in her twenties she is in the same area she moved too. She stumbles into a nightmare and with it the possiblity of love.

“That’s our mate! We need to go back!” “No,” I said more firmly than I intended. I couldn’t bring myself to face him after finding out this new information. It had to have been a mistake. Oh goddess, please tell me you’ve made a mistake. As I went back to my dorm room, Rachel was lying on her bed. She was doodling in her notebook with headphones on, kicking her foot to the beat of her music. She had an unusual style to her; she wore colorful clothing that fit tightly around her perfectly formed figure. She wasn’t afraid to show skin and I admired that about her. She had tattoos along her thighs, stomach, and arms. Her hair was short, in a pixie style. She was naturally blonde but had light b

My greatest ENEMY. “Oh, look who we have here,” Rachel said in the most sarcastic, happy tone ever. She was dressed in a black Saint Laurent long-sleeve dress with black Gianvito Rossi shoes to complete the outfit. I actually know a thing or two about fashion and styles. Despite her affluent background and bossy demeanor, her cool exterior looks like a facade to me. She was also the owner of Snow Mall, the *second-largest* mall in Las Vegas aiming to defeat me. *scoffs* she can’t.

She was dressed in clothes so colorful they almost hurt my eyes after the drabness of pack life and the somber tones of Austin’s mansion. “Hi!” she chirped, her voice as bright as her outfit. “You must be Selena! I’m Rachel Moreau, but everyone calls me Rach. Mr Thorne hired me to, like, totally get you up to speed on stuff!” She bounced on the balls of her feet, radiating an energy that felt completely out of place in this cold, quiet house. I just stared at her. This bubbly creature was going to teach me how to be...what? Less like a wild animal dragged from a river?

Consequently, today is Sunday and I now know where this is going. "Oh! You're here! Thank God! Get over here!" Rachel spots us despite being surrounded by a crowd of people who are dancing and in various states of drunkenness. Rachel's in a low cut dress, no bra, and heels that could kill men and women, but with two different causes of death. "You said you know how to play bass, right?" "Yes–oh, that's why you called." Jacob sighs, more amused than anything. "That's a big favor. I haven't picked up my bass in months."

Tay informs and I chuckle, picturing Nate extorting his brother into buying a club. I spot a figure trying to get through the horny teenagers dancing on the floor. Rachel. “Is that Rachel?” I ask aloud. “Your publisher?” Tay whispers, and I nod. I wave my hand to catch my attention and she sighs when she spots me. “Sister-in-law, don’t do that.” Rachel is already walking towards the VIP area. “Why not?” I ask. “That woman attracts trouble wherever she goes.” I frown. I thought Nate and Rachel didn’t know each other.

She desperately wanted to slap the smug smile off her husband's face with her powerful voice. In such a tranquil manner, a month went back. The YueTian Group's new sale launch became a hit the entire LiLong Country's madams schemed and plotted to acquire. The young ladies used their connections to access the private WebCom site of the company and pre-ordered next season's designs. What was worth noting was the fact that the designs for the next season's launch hadn't even been designed yet. In fact, even the designer herself didn't know what the designs for next season's sale launch would be.