The Strange Case Of Rachel K Novels & Stories

“Alpha, did you hear me?” Taylor asked. “She’s here…she’s back.” ‘It’s not possible,” I said more to myself than him. What he had just said couldn’t have been possible. Rachel couldn’t be at my villa right now because Rachel was fucking dead. It was a cruel and unusual joke that was being played. Rachel was Cassandra's nurse a long time ago, and one evening, while she was driving, she got T-boned. There were no survivors in that accident… I had no one ot blame; no one to incriminate…

Up close, Rachel noticed that the woman was quite stunning even with her minimal makeup and she was not as old as she’d looked the other day at the beach. “Hi,” Rachel greeted her. “I’m quite surprised to run into you again,” she said candidly. What were the chances of running into the same stranger twice and at different locations? Was this just a coincidence or was the woman stalking her? That just didn’t make sense, did it? “It’s a small world, my dear,” said the woman. “Where is your daughter?” Rachel didn’t know how much information she should give this strange woman about the whereabouts of her child, so she decided to get away from her. She took a step back and bumped into Mark.

“Please. It’s urgent. And… I don’t know who else to trust.” Chase could hear the fear in her voice. “Where are you?” “I’m at home. But I don’t feel safe anymore. Can we meet at my late husband’s estate? I’ll send you the address,” “Stay put. I’m coming. Ariel and Caleb will come too. We’re on our way.” She dropped the phone and collapsed to the floor, breath hitching in sobs. *** An hour later, Chase, Ariel, and Caleb arrived at Rachel’s estate. Her butler opened the gate, but Rachel met them at the entrance herself. Her eyes were red, her skin pale, her robe now replaced with a long black coat thrown over pyjamas.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly turned quiet. Rachel furrowed her brow and turned to stare at Gwen with a look of disbelief. Rachel was a doctor who specialized in the treatment of comatose patients, so she had seen plenty during her time and was thus always able to keep calm even in stressful situations. To be frank, Rachel's first impression of Gwen had not been a good one. Rachel remembered the numerous times Gwen had tried to escape from Luke while in Merchant City. Not only that, but she even witnessed Gwen trying to persuade Kate to help her take care of Luke after she was gone.

- She said and left the room, showing Rachel to follow. As they were nearly at the entrance, Camille appeared out of nowhere. Katherine stopped to look at her. - I didn't know we had a guest. - The witch offered Rachel her sweetest smile. - I don't think we had a chance to meet before. - I have no memory of such a thing. - Rachel replied politely. - Rachel Atkins is a Luna of the North Star Pack. She came here for a short visit. So please excuse us as her time is limited.

“Shut it. You worry too much. Keep your vampire politics to yourself. Love you, got to go! I’ll talk to you later.” Worry too much… yeah, right. I didn’t worry enough, if anything. I wasn’t letting another person I care about get kidnapped though. I wondered down the hall until I found Mitchell’s room. Pretty sure it was his. It smelled like him and I could hear him inside. I knocked on the door. “Come in Rachel.” “How did you know it was me?” “No one else would have bothered to wait after knocking.” “Ah. Well, I have a request.”

Good, these things had been going on for the longest time I think it's time to release our mini bombs. The man is so amuse of the things he had accumulated regarding the Parker family. These are the very thing that he needs for his revenge to the Stuart and the heirs of the Parker family. "Hey! ...You , pervert! Come back here.!" Rachel is already unlike the former Rachel that Cole married. She is now fast and stronger. She had to rely on her own on in times likr this. She was able to pull the intruder and reach the door before him. She immediately locked the door behind her. "Just where are you going Colin?"

The scent of pine and damp earth mingled with the sweet smell of chocolate. Rachel beamed, her good cheer returning. “Awesome! Okay, dig in!” She handed me a cookie that was still slightly warm. “So,” she said, munching on her own, “aside from.... that” —she nodded towards the rabbit — “how’s the whole ‘becoming a super mysterious and dangerous woman of the world’ thing going? Are you, like, fluent in sarcasm yet? Mr Thorne seems to consider it an Olympic sport.” I actually almost smiled. “I’m working on it.”

Chekov and I were slow to realise that something had happened to one of the women. "My lord! Rachael!" Sarah screamed. As I jumped around, I realised that Rachael wasn't with Sarah again. I feared she must have been abducted and I rushed to the front of the vehicle where they were firing, only to see something that shocked me to my core. Rachael stood there, motionless with her hair covering her bloody face. It was like a scene out of a movie, bullets wheezed past her and hit the car behind her while I struggled to reach her.

“She came up to me earlier and started saying strange things. I followed her because… I needed answers.” Cade’s grip tightened on the steering wheel. “What kind of strange things?” “She told me I had to remember something. That the people I’m living with would make me remember. And then I… I saw something. A memory. I was younger, walking at the resort with a woman. She called me Rachael.” Cade’s face went completely still. “Do you know someone named Rachael?” I asked. He started the car again, his voice tight. “That’s absurd. I’ve never met anyone by that name. Don’t listen to her — she’s crazy.”