Raquel Schreiber Novels & Stories

One of the pack members yelled from the crowd. “Then we prove them wrong. With Luna as our alpha, we will not only have a strong, capable leader but someone who makes us untouchable. She is who Brax chose to lead us.” Nick looked over at me and gave me a warm smile. “I bow to Alpha Luna,” he declared, taking a knee.

Only Directors have Sigma clearance. This means that not even Karen Anderson is able to check her own file. It seems a trifle strange. Ingrid has checked her own file quite a few times out of curiosity. She knows that if the company turned against her and wanted her dead they would probably not make it public on the company intranet. With this revelation, her lip twitches ever so slightly into a sneer. She whispers, so that the other inhabitant of the room won’t hear. “So if that’s the case Karen, why the hell do the Directors have your personnel record locked up?”

To that, Raquel is counting down the number of days to it; she will be chosen. In the apartment, Raquel is freaking out to report her job tomorrow. Due to her optimistic anticipation to the promotion. This night, she has never watched movies or play games or anything. Now, she goes to her bed directly. At the same time, Menchie takes her night off directly. She will want to come to the office early in the morning.

I murmured, raising an imaginary toast. Her eyes suddenly lit up. She pulled out a scandalous black lace lingerie set, holding up the panties and wiggling her fingers through a strategically placed hole. “See? Easy access.” She giggled. I groaned. "Oh, come on, Raquel.” She grinned wickedly. “Don’t act so modest. I’ve heard stories from the women in Gabriel’s circle.” My heart stopped. "What stories?" Raquel wiggled her eyebrows. “That Gabriel is a stallion in the sheets. And a freak.”

"Tell me more about her past, Paul.Who are those ladies and how did she get to meet them?" "I'm not sure how she met them, but I do know they helped her achieve her dream of being a designer. Jacquine and Elizabeth are the names of the two women who helped Raquel. Jacquine is a top model in a Paris-based exclusive modeling agency. She introduced Raquel to several agents, who made her an offer to be their model,

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.

Not the one she plasters on her to fool others, but the one that comes right from her heart. “Why are you staring at me?” asked Rachel. “You're beautiful,” I said, the first thing that came to mind while looking at her. “Yeah, and you're just a fool,” She replied, laughing out loud. “Stop buttering me up, and watch the screen.” I turned my head to the screen of the television, groaning out loud. “What so interesting about a bunch of people sucking their faces in a setup lone island,” Rachel turned her face, weirdly eyeing me. “First it is not sucking face kissing. Second, I'm bored. That's why I'm watching a bunch of rubbish on the television.”

The Alpha King's Beta and personal attendant, Hyde Glaizer leisurely made his way in. "And what gives you the right to get your filthy asses in the Luna's chambers?" Claude's voice is raising by now. "Need I remind you, Beta Kaize, you're talking to the Alpha of all Betas. Know your place." "And you're talking to one of the Luna's subject." I seethe. Seeing the scene was already enough to frustrate me, yet I chose to hold it all in and walk out without another word. "Quinn!" I knocked the doors of his study open without any second thoughts. "What is the meaning of all this!?"

"Okay, I'm Sicily. Just call me Sicil without the lady appendage. What's your name, Omega?" "Raquel. I can't, I know what kind of wolf is inside you, Miss. Just hold on a little longer!" What Raquel said made Sicily flinch and take two steps back. She didn't understand why the woman in front of her could see everything in her. However, the woman named Raquel did not want to say more. She just quickly went into action to tell the Alpha what foods she was interested in. Sicily shuddered in horror at the sound of fresh, raw meat.

Sure, it wasn't Aztec’s house so it wasn't as cold as expected, but maybe Mary had hoped that the Alpha had gotten his cruelty and toxicity from his grandpa. They were polar opposites. "Hi, I’m Raquel, Aztec’s little sister,” Raquel said when she noticed the tension at the table. She knew that her brother wouldn't like it if someone dared to disrespect his wife; and from what Raquel had noticed, Mary was walking in dangerous waters. "Hello Raquel,” Doctor Franzel, Sandra’s stepfather, greeted Raquel when he noticed that his wife was still in her own world. They had come here for something and if his wife continued zoning in and out of the current state, then they would look like idiots.