Savage Games Rachel Leigh Novels & Stories

I read out the message, "'Guess who's back? I hold shares now. Enjoy watching the fall of fools.' And there is a series of screenshots appended with her transactions. This isn't a friendly retort—it's a challenge." Understood," Jackson replied. "I'll run it through our system. I suspect Rachel may have been playing me all along. I'll have an update for you shortly. I set down the phone and stared at the screenshots. All of the pictures appeared professionally done—her name, her signature 'Reborn' in huge block letters in the corner. It was clear; Rachel was gaming on a new title, and I had the feeling she was now a pawn for a syndicate. Or maybe, maybe she was worse than that, something trul

“Your wife is in my hands now. If you want her to be safe, then do as I say.” Stephen saw the captured Rachel and instantly became anxious. “Let’s talk things out. Don’t hurt her. I’ll do whatever you want.” Theo took a deep breath. “Help me find a girl in Breeze City. She’s twelve this year and recently got diagnosed with leukemia.” Stephen frowned. “I can do that. Just keep calm.” It would not be hard to find a twelve-year-old girl who recently got diagnosed with leukemia in a city. Theo continued, “Now, come meet me alone. Don’t try anything funny. I’ve strapped explosives to Rachel. I just need to press a button, and she’ll die with me!”

"By the power vested on me, I, Claudian Alexander IV, the Alpha King of Waevalon Kingdom, hereby give to you the military rank of general. You, Rachelle Simon of Dark Soul Pack, are the first female general to have been recorded for history. In a short span of time, from being a battle commander, you have managed to be a general. Serve your life with me and together, we will protect our people of Waevalon Kingdom." He pinned me on the gold-plated medal on my left chest of my uniform. My breath hitched just as how close we were right now. I managed to see his long eyelashes and how flawless his skin was. His hands that were almost touching my breasts were sending shivers down my spine. I caug

With that, I grab my jacket, and keys and storm out of the room determined to get my dad. Anger spikes into my heart as I make my way out of the house, I can feel Kai walking behind me, I don’t need him coming with me but it’s good I have a backup up in case things get a little down, however, I doubt that things could get down, I am no longer the Rachel who’s life has no meaning, I’m Delilah and I specialize on fire, I give everyone what they deserve and that’s exactly what I aim to throw on Richie.

We’d barely stepped into the lobby when a familiar saccharine voice dripped with false surprise. "Oh my god. Avery Emerson?" Rachel. Riley’s favorite sycophant—a social climber with more plastic in her face than the agency’s furniture. She leaned against the reception desk, her designer dress probably costing more than the security guard’s annual salary. Her lip curled in a smirk. "Slumming it without Daddy’s credit cards, Avery?" Savannah’s grip on my arm tightened. "Ignore the rabid chihuahua." But Rachel slithered closer, her perfume choking the air. "Riley told me all about your little tantrum. Honestly, it’s pathetic. She’s sick, and you’re still jealous because—"

She was standing near the edge of the square, her face pale. “What is it?” I asked, my stomach twisting. She didn’t answer, just gestured for me to follow her. We walked in silence, the air heavy with something I couldn’t quite name. When we reached one of the makeshift shelters, Lizbella stopped, her expression grim. Inside, a small group of pack members was gathered around a stretcher. My heart dropped when I saw who was lying on it. Rachel. Her face was pale, her eyes closed. Blood soaked her clothes, dark and congealed. I felt like the ground had been ripped out from under me.

It was the way that he had raised and trained her, and now it had come back to bite him in the ass. He bowed his head, as he thought about how everything would play out. No matter what decision he made, it was obvious that he was going to lose something. His only option now was in the off chance that they found out where Rachael and Athena were holed up. Even with all his resources, he already knew how hard that was going to be in the first place. Rachael had trained all her life on how to be a ghost. This was what she did and she was definitely one of the best at it. She would only be found when she wanted to be found or if she made a slip up, which was a very rare occurrence.

"Did you really think a fat, dying human could ever truly be my Luna?”, the words I never expected from Jacob, my bond mate came out with no remorse I gave that man everything. My body. My loyalty. My son. My Health. And when his fated mate walked in, he chose her — then watched Lucy kill my child before he finished what she started. I died hating them both. I woke up as someone else. My name was Rachel Black. Now I'm wearing Danielle Carmen's face, sleeping in her bed, married to a man who never wanted me — Jackson, obligated to me by a mother who's been pulling his strings since birth. I don't remember Danielle's life. But I remember someone tried to end it before I got here. So I'll u

I covered my face with my arm. "Don't ruin the show... I want to see how they are punishing this b*stard." Daisy said excitedly. It must be normal for her, but for me, this is the first time I've seen someone hunting. I forced myself to look—and immediately screamed again when I saw Daniel’s wolf rip out George’s heart… I immediately turned my face in another direction, trembling in fear. “Stop reacting as if you’ve never seen a wolf hunt,” Nash snapped. I look at him with tear-filled eyes.

Noah's POV "Rachel Houston," Juliet’s voice echoed through the room, calm but ringing with finality. The moment she said it, I felt like the air had been sucked out of my lungs. Rachel Houston, the woman behind RA Lavantado, the brand everyone had been talking about for years. How could this be possible? Rachel, of all people? The same Rachel who had been a ghost since that one night, the same Rachel I had thought was out of my life forever, was now standing before everyone as a global fashion icon.