Raquel Schreiber Novels & Stories

He felt powerless, for the first time in years, and it enraged him. While all eyes were on Cana, Raquel moved slowly behind her, her heart hammering in her chest. Unlike the others, she wasn’t affected by the wolfbane. Being a witch gave her a unique advantage, one she intended to use. The air around her was thick with despair, but Raquel wasn’t one to give up easily. She glanced at the ground, spotting a sharp rock not far from her knee. Without drawing attention, she reached for it, wrapping her fingers around the jagged edge.

Miranda sneered coldly. "Does this mean any woman with a bit of achievement must have climbed her way up by sleeping with men in your eyes? Speaking of which, let's just take a look at Dr. Rachel Browne from Echo Bay Institute of Technology. "Not only is she one of the country's top astrophysicists, but she's also a guest lecturer at the National Space Agency. Who did she rely on? Who else could possibly be more accomplished than her in that field? How dare you dismiss the efforts of an outstanding woman with just a single sentence?

I'd ask her about it later. "Hello everyone," Mrs. Siromani said with an Asian accent. I was taken aback. Her daughter spoke with a fluent American accent so I wasn't expecting it. Besides, wasn't she American? "We are very happy that you all left your various businesses to come and welcome us. It means a lot. My family hopes that we all will get along very well. By the way, my name is Riley", she finished and handed the microphone to her husband. "Like my wife said, we're happy to be here and are very grateful to be welcomed in such a good manner. As most of you know, I am Basha Siromani, and this is our daughter, Annabelle Ameera Siromani."

I said. "... you have had your ten, but then the Alpha gets you pregnant again? Abortion, Adoption or keep?" he finished. "Do you ever think the Alpha's brothers are hot?" Mason inquired "Or his sisters. Jesus Christ. Elena and Bella are the mateless ones, right?" Mason said. "There's sweet little Lisa too, but she's only sixteen." "Sixteen is old enough for me," Max said, a disturbing smile creeping onto his face. "You guys are sick," I spat only satisfying them even more.

"Breaking Entertainment News: Rachel Shaw Makes History as First Female Full-Line Spokesperson for Webson Group" "Rachel Shaw and Jake Webson Sign Contract and Pose Together Amidst Relationship Rumors." "Rachel Shaw's Unedited Photos Exposed. Stunning!" "Rachel Shaw and Jake Webson—A Perfect Match." Rachel and Jake were the center of attention today due to several trending topics about them online. Rachel looked stunning today in her white couture dress, showcasing her beautiful back and cleavage. Her curly hair flowed gracefully behind her, adding to her charm.

It was calm and peaceful but almost like a whisper like there was something stuck in the speaker's throat making their voice come out as if, along with white noise. The both of them turned around to the speaker, it was none other than Jelena Savage herself! The Coalition Chieftess of the Als race!

“Sorry that I didn’t tell you but I didn’t go to Hank’s wedding, at the last moment they said I don’t know the bride wanted a private wedding.” I said and she sat down on the couch staring at Lucas. With his tattoos and stature, he looked like a mafia lord, no one would ever believe he works for the CIA. “Yeah, not the thing I am confused about.” She says as she extends her hand, “I am Danika, you are?” “I am Lucas, I used to work with your boyfriend a few years ago.” He says, completely shifting the subject, also assuring her that if he knows Jake, then he is probably not bad news.

“I’m confident you will recover from the Alpha’s thrall by this evening,” Oh shit. She knew exactly what had happened between me and Jacob. Well, Mellisandrei is an expert on this one so it’s not shocking. I remember Jacob telling me that he asked Mdllisandrei’s opinion and expertise, so I assume he told her the reason why I’m temporarily paralyzed. “Don’t be shy. It’s normal for a virgin like you to feel that.” Mellisandrei murmured. She noticed the heat rushing to my cheeks and kept her voice so low it barely carried across the space.

None-the-less, I stood my ground looking at each of them. “I want to live life, and wander around the world. I want to learn more, meet more people before I even think about ruling my own kingdom.” Gabriel smiled at my answer, Rephael looked like she did not believe a single word that came out of my mouth, and Michael spoke to me, witch took me off guard.

Her animal companion, Rama, layed down next to her and purred quietly the whole time. Raquel was aware that some of her fellow witches viewed her way of life as being a little bit on the unusual side because she favored wearing long skirts and peasant blouses rather than clothing that was more contemporary. She would simply smile and tell them that she had an old soul if anyone made a remark about the way she dressed or mentioned that they felt some of her magic was rather childlike. Far older than any of them could have known or even imagined.