Rachel Storm の小説・ストーリー

I had to get ready to go on the trip. That night, I logged onto Messenger, which I had not used in a long time, and joined a group chat. I was determined to make sure I would not bump into Walter or Matthias in Nexus City. The group chat was always busy, with more than twenty people active at the same time. I did not care about all the fancy stuff the rich kids in the group were doing. I just looked up Walter and Matthias. Walter had made Anna look really bad over the last two years. As for himself, he was not doing great either.

He squeezes and lets go of my hand. “Was that Surge you were talking to?” I blush a little and look away, “Yeah, we hung out today.” She looked at me long and hard before stepping out of the doorway, “Katherine, don't do that. Don't hang out with people like Surge. He's trouble, and plus he only wants one thing from girls.” She keeps her eyes tightly on the floor. Rachel is different from the last time I saw her. We both have grandpa Riley's piercing blue eyes. She has jet black hair, her nose has a small gold hoop in it. Her dark makeup makes her blue eyes pop more. At the top of the stairs, She pulls a joint out of her cigarette pack, “Don't tell my dad ok?” I just nod and we both squeeze

I said. “Oh it’s the short form of Ruben,” the guy answered in a high pitched girly voice. I think I understand now that maybe he is gay. “Ohhh okay,” I said, shaking my head. “Come and have your seat Miss, we have to get started now before we run out of time,” Rachael said. I moved to take a seat, they were arranging their stuff so I took that time to study their features. Rachael seems like a very simple person, she’s average in height probably 5 '7 and has a slender body, she didn’t do too much on her body just a tatoo on her left arm, and a piercing her nose which looks so good on her.

"We have to strike them just where it hurts. The Sinclair family believes they can run us. We should be reclaiming the power. Rachel looks back at him, gloomy. She understands how expensive their scheme is. They both have this in mind. But there isn't another choice either. There is only just one way to finish it. Her voice quivering, "Noah if we do this... it could cost us everything," she adds, yet she has fire in her eyes. She's prepared, prepared to battle for the life they so well deserve. His voice is low and desperate, and he lightly rests his hand on her shoulder. "Then Rachel, we fight for it. We act according to our needs. Regarding us. For our future. But the ground under them sha

I bolted up in joy, unconsciously hugging Kelly. It seemed pretty ridiculous but it was worth the wait. I looked at my best friend and a wave of fright coursed through me, she wasn't looking all happy and jovial anymore, she was full of bad energy and lingering eyes. I could feel her offloading dozens of rage aura and she could wolf out if I moved any nearer. "Rachael, you have been chosen by the moon goddess to become the Luna of the Crimson Moon Pack thereby becoming the Alpha's Mate," Sari said, hitting his bong staff on the floor.

It rolled from her in waves and Rachel felt sickened just looking at her. Rachel reached for her pepper spray in her pocket, pointing it at the imposter’s face. All she did was smile. No fear, no trepidation whatsoever. “Dead,” she answered. “Or is she? Perhaps I might give you some pleasant news.” Rachel inched closer to the counter. Stefano was still with Melora. She was alone, to face whatever had invaded her home. Inwardly, she was glad Becca had left already. There was no need for both of them to bear witness, or be victims, of the demon before her.

Against The Storm By: Joel Racheal ©All rights reserved Meet Cassandra Valdez A hardworking, gorgeous, twenty-eight-year-old redhead. She is a wonderful daughter to her parents and a good sister to her brother, Jake. When she goes on a trip to Andalusia, she doesn't expect to meet Princess Emelia and is quite surprised when she is asked to be a surrogate for Emelia and the prince. Due to unexpected circumstances, she accepts the offer, little does she know the prince is no knight in shining armor.

But there was something different about her, she was nervous and scared. "You're Sage Chen," she whispered. "Yeah. Who are you?" "My name is Rachel or it used to be. Now they call me something else but I'm trying to remember Rachel." She moved closer and glanced at the camera. "That's on a loop. Five minutes. I hacked it. We don't have long." "Why are you here?"

With that, I grab my jacket, and keys and storm out of the room determined to get my dad. Anger spikes into my heart as I make my way out of the house, I can feel Kai walking behind me, I don’t need him coming with me but it’s good I have a backup up in case things get a little down, however, I doubt that things could get down, I am no longer the Rachel who’s life has no meaning, I’m Delilah and I specialize on fire, I give everyone what they deserve and that’s exactly what I aim to throw on Richie.

I close my eyes, focusing on her fingers soothingly stroking my hair and the comforting rhythm of her heartbeat. Raven Anita had fallen asleep on my chest as light rain pitter pattered against the windows. The trauma of that night still haunts her. Storms, like the one that just passed triggers PTSD attacks. I’m the only one who can calm her down. She’s been to an odd number of therapists but none of which can help her.