Savage Games Rachel Leigh Novels & Stories

"So why Rachel. I don't get it." "So, the power hungry rogues came after us three years later and Rachel wanted revenge for what they took from her. Rachel had been training ever since she was a child to defend herself. She knew how to fight and she was also smart about it. My father scared for me, devised a plan. Rachel and I were to act like we were mates." "But why?"

Despite how ruthlessly I searched, all I saw was the truth…if only it mattered. “He didn’t murder her! He didn’t murder anyone!” I bellowed, eyes glowing like coals as I surged forwards but was stopped by Apollo’s calloused hands. Every single inch of me, including the savage Bull, urged me to remove his hands from my arms and throw him off the side of the mountain. It was the last smidgen of my restraint that kept me from doing so. “I saw Sasha die, I watched it. She was close, she was so close to winning the game, but she didn’t have all the pieces she needed. That’s what killed her. Not Dain, and not Iridian.” “Rachel—” Apollo’s warning was cut short but would’ve fallen on deaf ears regar

“I know this is all a lot for you. You’re about to turn eighteen, about to shift into your wolf form, and we’re going to get married soon. It makes sense for you to be a bit confused and emotional. “You will love me though; I know you will. I’ll help you through all of this. You’re my mate. You’ll see that soon enough.” “I wouldn’t be too sure of that,” Violet interrupts. Sebastian steps away, dropping my gaze to meet her smug one. Violet raises her voice, drawing in the attention from everyone in the pack. “When Rachel ran off, I followed her into the woods. I didn’t want her to get hurt or anything. And I hoped that maybe I could help soothe her, woman to…” she looks at me with scorn, “you

I asked. Sara instantly stuck to my side. She smelled like fruits and alcohol. “We’re gonna play a game in my room. It’s called Devil’s Basket but with a little twist”. Sara holds her liquor well. That’s one of the reasons keeping me from snooping early. I needed her to get drunk so I could move freely.

They were basically incomparable to a teenager. Raeleigh immediately sat down after entering her room. She took out her laptop and quickly launched the game. "Raeleigh, do you really plan on letting Deanna have Jepherson?" Scarlette asked anxiously as she sat opposite Raeleigh. She looked more anxious than Raeleigh herself. Raeleigh lowered her head, her eyes fixed on the laptop screen as she logged into the game server, ready to find treasure chests. Before she could start playing, she heard a knock on the door. It was Santiago.

The rogue howled in agony as my fangs tore through his throat. But I didn't stop. Another rogue lunged, aiming for my flank. I twisted at the least second, my claws slicing deep into the attacker's side. Blood spattered against the ground as I turned, scanning the battlefield. We were outnumbered. But not outmatched. I saw Rachel then - on the other side of the clearing - fighting alongside a group of warriors. Her movements were fast an precise, her blade catching the dim light as she took down a rogue with ruthless efficiency.

She was wearing ripped jeans, combat boots, and a vintage band tee that had seen better days, with enough silver rings on her fingers to double as brass knuckles if needed. This was the woman who'd threatened to turn me into a rug. I believed she'd try. "ELOWEN WALSH!" She threw her arms wide. "I have driven four hours to meet your werewolf boyfriend and I expect to be thoroughly impressed!" Fao went rigid beside me. "Rowan." I descended the porch steps to hug her. "Maybe don't yell 'werewolf' loud enough for the whole forest to hear?" "The forest can mind its business." She squeezed me tight, then pulled back, holding me at arm's length. "Look at you. You're glowing. The sex must be incredi

The house was quiet as usual except Rachel trying to go around to see what fun thing to do. Dawn came and it was almost time to leave for Diapora secretly. Rielle was glad that she could leave Alex territory to go get a good air outside. A place far away from Alex. Although she doesn't know where Rachel would be taking her to but she was glad she would be leaving. Rachel walked into the room fully dressed in a black short gown which was revealing. It hardly covered her boobs and it was transparent. Rielle was taken aback at the way she dressed cause that wasn't like Rachel. Even though she is crazy, she is also decent. She loves her reputation cause she is the fourth strongest among the were

It led up to a narrow and dimly lit corridor. Rachel finally stopped and turned to face her. “I wrote that note.” “Yeah, I figured. But why?” Leah asked with a puzzled expression. Rachel heaved a sigh. “Because I know what they're doing to you and I too have been a victim of their games.” “What?” Leah's breath caught and her eyes grew wider. “I came here two years ago.” Racheal began, her voice low and steady. “I was desperately in need of a job because we needed the money back home. Everything was going well. I just cleaned the mansion, followed orders, and stayed quiet. But then..”

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."