Savage Games Rachel Leigh Novels & Stories

I couldn't afford to underestimate that villain, even though he had no clue that Rachel was a werewolf. Later in the evening, Rachel and I met up at a park called "Game Haven." I had planned for us to play this virtual reality bike riding game, just like Steve had suggested. But when we got there, Rachel seemed way too familiar with it. Her score was off the charts, and she didn't seem all that impressed. I was more excited about the game than she was, almost embarrassing myself in public because it was my first time.

He could perceive the scent of lavender which was coming from her. Although he was teaching her how to play the game, he was still trying to control the burning desire which was about to be unleashed. “Hey you will get killed”. Rachel touched his shoulder, and showed him the soldiers which were coming for him. “Oh shit”. He exclaimed and moved fast to avoid being killed. After escaping, he hid himself and began killing them with his gun. After successfully killing them, he followed the arrow which lead him to the next game. “You have successfully passed the level”. The screen showed, making Rachel happy.

Other than that, she is pretty good at hiding anything else. I have to be careful around her, or I don’t know if I’m able to control myself. I mean, just a glance is enough to screw my mind. I don’t even know what would have happened if I hadn’t left the bathroom. I guess that was what Rachel had in her mind before attempting to act by throwing the only piece of clothes that was covering her nudity. I don’t want to control my feelings, but I have to if I want to give Rachel what she deserves all this time.

“The real Source is still asleep. You’re what was left behind. The ambition Seris rejected. The hate Elira couldn't contain. You aren’t a goddess. You’re not a creator. You’re just a scar.” The false Source screamed and charged at her. Rachel didn’t retreat. Instead, she opened her arms and let her chest become a beacon. A blinding burst of light erupted from her core—silver, gold, and red entwined in pure, unified brilliance. The shadow’s full strike hit her, and she screamed—not in pain, but in power. Outside the storm, Dylan tried to rise again. “No—Rachel!” But the Vault began to collapse in full. Massive stones crashed from above.

My fists were clenched tightly at my sides, my jaw was set, and my head was held high with my back straight as I walked down the hallway, mentally counting each step and silently praying to whatever gods were listening that I wouldn't meet anyone on my way until I reached the door. That same door that, despite being right in front of me, seemed impossibly far away. Noises echoed from outside the building – not just any building, but the nation's media house. Outside, over one hundred thousand people from across the nation had gathered, arguing and silently waiting to see who would win tonight's game between Sunhaven and Dawnlands. They wanted to know which of the two greatest packs in the na

She shouldn't be stalking around his privacy without his consent. She thought, not ready to open the document but somehow she was curious to see what was in the document which was topically written, information and declaration ID of Sebastian's assistant. She slowly opens the document and stares at it. Jared Jaime. Working name, Lucas Shane. "Oh...." Dinah quickly stood up, shocked at what she first saw as she widened her eyes. Jared...? The name rang in her head as she stepped backward. She didn't know what to do, as her heart began beating faster.

"She took Marcus and a handful of rogues. They raided the Council stronghold at the border. They got the girl out, Lucian. They saved Leila." I felt a sharp pang in my chest. Leila was a nobody in the grand scheme of pack politics. She was an Omega, a girl with no rank and no power. Under my rule, she would have been a footnote, a regrettable loss for the sake of the bigger picture. But Lyra didn't see it that way. "Was it clean?" I asked, my voice sounding flat even to my own ears. "No," Selene said, shaking her head. "They got her out, but it was a bloodbath. Two of our own died covering the retreat. But they did it. Lyra carried that girl out of the dungeon herself."

Elleanna smirked and spoke to the rouge looking her dead in the eyes. “You all thought you were just gonna pick on a girl….Do I look that weak to you?” She asked in a cold voice. The rouge snarled at her but didn’t take a step forward. “Well, bring it!” She said as she heard the song change. Romero stood up preparing to shift as he saw the rouges. Savage Daughter by Sarah Hester Ross began playing on the phone as the rouges began to come closer to her. She turned just enough where Romero saw her eyes and he sat back down.

"You look familiar." Kiera raised an eyebrow but kept quiet, her gaze returning to her computer. "I know now." The girl slammed her hands on the armrest. "You are Kiera, the newly adopted daughter of the Coles." Her voice was filled with pride, probably from identifying her. Kiera couldn't tell. The girl went silent, and Kiera thought that was the end of the one-sided discussion. But she was wrong. Because the next minute, the girl's mouth was running again. "No wonder you could afford such a bag. You are Liam's sister."

I wasn’t sure how much I could handle before my wolf completely lost control, but I needed to hear what he had to say. “What more is there?” I asked. “Rachel…” he muttered, meeting my eyes. “Her real name is Lila, and she’s the chosen mate of Levi Churchill.” I nearly exploded. “What the actual fuck are you talking about?” I asked. “What do you mean by her real name?”