Rachel Zane Novels & Stories

Ryan break this pictu- My eyes get terrifically wide as I see the playboy swimsuit calendar on his table. The girl in the bikini is Kelly Clawford, the model I slept with last week. Is he into girls? Is he straight? I ask myself. My wolf is swimming in jealousy, envying the calendar bikini girl. Ryan, tear this calendar and that dog's picture, break all the computers and tables. Dakota screams in my head. "I have an extra if you like it this much." I knew who said that because my heartbeats instantly fasten hearing his smug voice. I turn my head, glaring at my mate. Does this human even know who I am?

Turning my attention back to the redhead in front of me, I watched as she grinned. “And a powerful one at that,” She added, raising her hand and allowing her sickly long and cold nails to run across the line of my jaw. “My oh my, where has such a gem been all my life?” “Raquel,” That was the only thing, or at least the closest thing to an answer, she got. “That’s enough.” Zane’s tone was flat, but deep within, I could hear a warning intonation, something I was hugely grateful for. I should have taken Zane’s words for it. But then again, who would have thought a friend of Zane’s, calm and collected to the bone would be this much of a…nut job!

Was he about to launch another one of his "pranks" Instead, a small, familiar figure emerged, her bright eyes wide with a mixture of curiosity and defiance. It was Zye. Almost 13, she was a wisp of a girl with a fierce spirit that often surprised me. She was Zane’s opposite in every way, a quiet ally in a house full of silent enemies "Cole!" she whispered, her voice barely audible above the chirping of crickets. She clutched a small, brightly colored butterfly net in her hand.

— Luciana knew that they were talking about the little girl. —Well, that makes me very happy, I think you already know most of them, so before starting the meeting, I'm going to introduce you to my beautiful daughter, the person in charge of the company, Luciana Brown, honey, this is Santiago O 'Brien — Santiago smiled as he finally knew who the beautiful woman was and extended his hand.

The young woman pulled the brim of her hat lower and shot an angry glare at that table. When she ate her food, she was less biting and more… chomping. God, these flirty, shallow-*ss b*tches were in love with Logan too!? As if they knew him personally! The young woman was none other than Rachel Pearce—Logan's lost-and-found cousin and the young woman who used to sell waffles for a living. A single tear rolled out of her eyes as she ate and fell onto the plate.

He sat to the side and took notes and said very little, which meant he was watching for things she wasn't directly asking about. I noted all of this and adjusted accordingly. "Mr. Drake," Detective Okafor began, "thank you for coming in." "Of course," I said. "I'm happy to help clarify what has been an extraordinarily distressing situation." "Let's start with the woman known as Rachel Zane," she said. "When did she begin working in your household?"

Zara scoffed, shoving him off, “Well, my kids aren't attending for free, so you are not doing me a favour.” Realizing Ace was the big dog here, Rachel quickly put on her pity face, moving closer, “Mr. Carter, I'm sure you are taking pity on her because you thought she was being bullied, but I promise you she isn't as innocent as she looks.” Ace and Zara exchanged a glance. Zara pressed her lip to hold in her laughter. But Ace was enjoying this. Too much, “Oh, Really?” Rachel thought her plan was working, her smile broadening, “Yes sir. She cheated on her husband and was divorced on live TV. You wouldn't want to associate with her.”

Zane replied smoothly, wrapping his arm around her waist. “Who is this?” the woman who had been touching Zane asked with a superior tone. “My date,” Zane replied simply, not even attempting to introduce them. Ellie stepped forward and offered her hand to the stunning woman, refusing to let her see that she felt intimidated. Still, she couldn’t deny she was a little overwhelmed by the fiery-haired beauty. “I’m Ellie Winters,” she said calmly. Ignoring Ellie’s offered hand, the woman glared at Zane. “You didn’t tell me you had a girlfriend,” she said angrily.

Hope you're good’ A smile tugged at the corner of her lips, but before she could send back a text, Rachel descended the stairs in all her glory. She wore a strapless red silk gown that stopped just above her knees, with a slit running high up on her right thigh. Chloe gave a little amused laugh. “I knew you had other plans.” Rachel rolled her eyes. “I might have a date.” “Date? I thought you broke up with Drake?” “Oh not Drake,” said Rachel as she walked down the stairs. “It's some guy I met on Tinder.”

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