Savage Games Rachel Leigh Novels & Stories

Sage’s miracle came from an unexpected place. One of the imprisoned wolves was a female named Rachel. Mid-thirties. Quiet. Had been in the cage for two weeks. She waited until the guards changed shift at three AM. Then whispered to Sage. “I can pick locks.” “What?” “The silver chains. I can pick them.” Rachel held up a small wire hidden in her hair. “But I need time. And a distraction.” Sage looked at Kade. He was barely conscious. The silver poisoning was affecting him worse than her. He’d been shot with silver bullets too recently. His body couldn’t handle more exposure.

"Don't you hi Rach me. What are you doing? How are you married? You have some explaining to do. Just because I don't live around here any longer doesn't mean I'm going to let you run off and make bad decisions." "Who are you calling a bad decision?" Logan demanded as he placed himself in-between the two. Rachel paused and her eyes studied Logan now, a slight squint of disapproval around their edges. "This is your husband?" she demanded. "Yes," Trisha replied. "Logan this is my best friend, Rachel. She's also the one that developed MAAVES and created Clevania." "I've got you to thank for letting me spend so much time with her," Kanda gave Rachel a killer smile and bowed. "Have we met in-game?

Black widow… Rachel braced herself against the accusing tone in the spirit’s voice as she pulled her gaze away from Galen’s animated corpse. This was a trick, nothing more, designed to throw her off guard. “I know none of this is real,” Rachel said, trying to keep her voice as steady as possible. “I grow tired of your games.” Her words were met with a bitter peal of laughter as the doll looked at Galen and reached out its fingerless, stitched hand, to smear the bloody tears across his face.

“Yeah, me too! I want something wild. Something completely out of character. Sex in public, maybe? I've been a good girl for too long. Oh, how I want my Alpha crush would appear out of nowhere and have his way with me.” “Alpha crush?” I asked hastily, knowing they'd have to face me shortly. How the hell was I supposed to know what I wanted when I haven't even experienced sex itself? “Alpha Leon. Have you guys heard of him?” Layla nodded. “The pure-blood? I heard he is dangerous. People get scared shitless just from the mention of his name. They call him Savage Alpha, the bringer of death because that's what he does. He kills.” I leaned in closer, my curiosity in the story unexpectedly piqued

"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—" "Because Liam actually prefers his mate over the psycho who tried to gut her?" Savannah finished sweetly. "Shocking." Rachel mocked with a fake gasp. I tuned out their bickering and slid my bank card across the marble counter. The receptionist swiped it, frowned, then swiped again.

"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.

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.

If I need companionship, I should just get a dog. “Hiking Machu Pichu. Attending Carnivale in Rio de Janeiro. Cliff-diving at Maunawili Falls. Backpacking in Europe.” Rachel closed the folder and set it on the table beside her, swiveling her plush leather chair towards Caitlyn. “And an MD/PhD in Molecular Genomics.” Uncertain what she was supposed to say, Caitlyn lifted one shoulder in a slight shrug and nodded. “For as quiet of a woman as you are, you’re quite an adventurer.”

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.