Real Americans Rachel Khong Novels & Stories

If it was something in relation to international warfare, I would've seen it one the news, or someone in the squad would've called. Henderson made himself comfortable before removing a folder from his briefcase. The cover read 'Classified', only heightening my curiosity. Opening the folder, I'm greeted with a picture of a woman. Brown hair, green eyes, extremely beautiful; she didn't look like a terrorist or criminal. Looking further into her file, I read her background information, picking out the most important details. Name: Khloe Anderson. Age: 22 Country: United States of America Mother: Catherine Anderson

Nathan gave out a bitter chuckle before replying, “Is wealth a criteria in choosing a bride? My fiancée is from a humble background, she’s not so rich and not so poor either.” “ I wasn’t talking to you Nathan…..” Rachel could feel the rising tension between the two siblings so she spoke, “My name is Rachel Morgan. My parents died when I was seven. I sponsored my education up till college. I have a degree in culinary arts and I hope to be a Chef and open my own restaurant. I also desire to start a foundation for underprivileged children who have disabilities.” Nathan reached under the table and patted Rachel’s knees. He was impressed by her lying skills with which the invoked the required emo

He waved his hand to introduce her to him, "This is Miss Rachel Choi, the CEO of Dream Shade.... Before he could say anything more, Sung-ho stood up from his chair, never taking his eyes off her. He wanted to see her from more closer, as close as possible, he thought "You are....." Sung-ho softly spoke "Like Myung-dae said, my name is Rachel Choi," Dea swallowed down, staring at him back, truly challenging herself to keep doing that. Her breath suddenly quickened when he stepped more closer to her and locked his blue eyes with her brown eyes.

After a lot of thought on how to get to the city and protect herself while keeping her children safe. Rachel decided that the best way to keep her identity hidden from Noah was not to touch the money that was in her account, because if she did ,it will give up her location and he could easily send someone to track her, so what she did was to sell off her wedding ring from her ex-husband, it was really expensive and when she got all the money, she called her doctor friend which was still in the country, since he is the only one she knew.

The one she’s staring at must be Kara, the bitch that made Astrid’s life hell while she was held prisoner. ‘What’d I miss?’ Fallon asks, approaching our circle. The short time away did her good- she looks a lot better than when she left with Chase, the gash in her cheek already healing well. ‘Not a damn thing,’ Gray replies. ‘You’re just in time.’ He looks toward the ridge and Fallon follows his sight line, picking up on his meaning. Then Gray looks to the rest of us. ‘We ready?’

From what I know, Rachel was born to a black mother. Her mother was assassinated in her hotel room when she turned 6. It was meant to be blake, but that old geezer was so smart to have figured it out. Blake left the room before the assassins came. With him unavailable, they had to take out his wife."Nice to meet you too. You look amazing, Rachel. Do you come here often?", I asked."No, I actually just returned to the states. I have been at my homeland for almost a decade now", she replied."That makes it two of us. I am a travel essayist and sometimes, I forget where I come from....", she chuckled,"... I always have this little reminder on my cellphone. When it gets to the middle of the year,

she rasped when she saw me. "Yes. Who are you?" "My name is Rachel. I'm from Silver Moon Pack." She coughed, wincing. "Or I was. Before I ran." "Why did you run?" Garrett asked. Rachel's eyes darted towards him, then back to me. "Because I overheard something I wasn't supposed to. About Leighton. About his… allies." "The Blood Moon Cult," Kael said. Rachel nodded, tears streaming down her face. "I didn't even know they were real. Thought they were just scary stories. But I saw her. The woman with red eyes."

He chuckles and continues to search the room. “I’ve come to claim what is rightfully mine, and her scent led me here.” He says, then meets Sergio’s gaze. Kai’s voice wasn’t loud, but it demanded submission. It was deep and powerful, leaving an ache in my core that surprised me. The unmistakable Russian accent was like music to my ears; I had to hear more. “Leave before I kill you myself, Wilkołak.” Sergio roars, but Kai only shakes his head. The other Alpha clicks his tongue. “You know I'm Russian, not Polish, right? In any case, I’ve only come for what’s mine, Andretti.” He says, and I notice the unmistakable scent of intimidation from both the Alphas.

They described and she nodded smiling. “Oh okay. But please what is my daughter doing in the O.R?” She asked and the nurses exchanged looks. “She didn’t tell you?” They asked and she narrowed her gaze. “Tell me what?” She asked anxiously. “She is Landon Hernandez's kidney donor. “They said and her eyes widened accompanied with her mouth falling open. “She sold the kidney to him?” She asked. “According to what I heard. She gave him for free.” The nurse whispered. “What? Is she crazy! They sell kidney's not dashed them out! They pay good money for it!” Rachael yelled in frustration.

He was about to say something, but… Rachel frowned and took a step forward. “My name is Rachel Hardy! I am the vice head of Longmen’s Law Enforcement!”