Raquel Schreiber Novels & Stories

A voice came from behind the two. Gael and Leonard turned around in unison and they were both shocked at the sight of Ashton. Ashton was walking over with a woman and the two were holding hands. The woman had fair skin, she was slender with a narrow waist and her legs were long. She looked beautiful as her long hair danced lazily in the wind. Ashton was as dashing as always but his face was a little pale. Gael's mouth was wide open after seeing his grandson. Leonard on the other hand had his eyes fixed on Maya as his eyes flashed with a mysterious light. No one could tell what he was thinking about or what was so interesting about Maya.

“If there was an accident we would have heard about it, you are Maria Rodriguez, who doesn't know you and besides you don't have a single scratch on your body.” “You are right, I am Maria Rodriguez but you left one thing… Maria Rodriguez does not betray anyone.” Old Grandpa took in deep breaths turning to me. “I believe you, but these pictures say otherwise so until I find out what is going on, this matter remains silent.” I shook my head in disagreement. “I don't know how Allen got his hands on these pictures but for him to have these pictures, he must know about the accident.” “Maria would not cheat on you,” Adam defended. “She might not love you but she would never do something like that.

Jacob gnashed his teeth knowing that Quinn was involved in this scandal. " Wait… wait, so what you are trying to say it that's, there is another replica of that intimidating man and they are both fighting for Quinn? " Sabrina , who had been quiet, suddenly blurted out. She smiled, finally Quinn had found herself in a position that she would never be a threat between she and Jacob but at the same time jealous that an ordinary maid like Quinn could have two of the most powerful werewolves that had ever existed fighting over Quinn while she was still trying to have Jacob want her.

Her head whipped so fast and she looked at me like I was some kind of an alien. "You're kidding right?" She looked at me with doubt. I nervously smiled and shook my head. "I am not. I never had a boyfriend." I cleared out. "What?" Sarah looked like she couldn't process what I said. Was it a crime to not have a boyfriend or not have a Hickie? "Arabella—" before she could say another word, the professor walked in and everyone quietened down. "This is not over." She warned me playfully before concentrating on the front where the professor stood handing out sheets of our essays. —

He asks me and I shake my head. “There a lot of people that dislike me a lot but not so much that they would actually do this.” I say as I try to think of someone who would want to ruin my life. My mom? No, I don’t think so. “Umm how about someone who has been obsessed with you over the years?” I shake my head again. Thankfully I’ve never had crazy fans. “A man named Richard Walts was kind of obsessed with her. Maybe you can check up on him.” Jake tells him as the officer writes down the name and details.

If nothing else, perhaps it would bring Raquel’s grieving wolf a measure of peace. When they returned to her room, Raquel wasted no time getting to the point. “I need you to stay quiet about what happened,” she said calmly. “I don’t want Luna Victoria to face any more trouble… and I don’t want Carlisle feeling guilty.” Her expression remained gentle and composed, but the healer couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off. The concern in Raquel’s voice sounded carefully practiced rather than heartfelt. It didn’t feel like she was protecting Victoria or trying to spare Carlisle from guilt. Instead, it seemed she was protecting the image she had worked so hard to build. She wanted Carlisl

As she walked back to her chair at the head of the table, her hips swayed conspicuously in her tight, well above the knee-length skirt. Angelo's eyebrows rose at the brazen display. Bernard looked bewildered. Laura thought she was going to be sick. “So, Angelo,” Raquel said, flipping her perfectly coifed, long red hair over her shoulder, then dipping her chin to look up at him through her thick false lashes, “how can I be of service to you…to your firm?” She grinned like a Cheshire cat. Laura didn’t know whether to scream or throw up. She did neither and just silently fumed.

ANNABELLA { The Billionaire's Maid... } CHAPTER 31-32 ≺𝕀ℕ𝔹𝔼𝕋𝕎𝔼𝔼ℕ;𝔻𝕀𝕊 𝕆ℝ 𝔻𝔸𝕋??≻

She was now Qiao Mo, the secretary to the President of of the Wushi Cooperation, and she was running late for work. She stormed out of her apartment building tying her long hair into a classic ponytail and wiping off the toast crumbs on her cheeks. Her long-sleeved white shirt was carefully tucked in her stripped skirt. Her purple coat hanging loosely on her leather purse almost fell off when she leaped on the bus. She still had seven minutes that, if there was no traffic would save her from a lecture from the president.

I just searched frozen. She stopped by the dresser and ran her fingers along its edge. “You’re actually beautiful. That’s going to piss off more people than you think. Trust me, there were many bidding on you looking ugly. Some even said that you look like a troll.” I finally found my voice. “And you are…? I'm sorry, but I didn't expect you to come inside my room to just tell me that I looked. Well…” “Madeline,” she said, tossing her hair over her shoulder. “Second daughter of Beta Reinhart. Technically ranked, practically ignored. I'm more of a subtle kind of woman. I choose to at least lighten the mood. I know that you might be having a hard time.”