Arnold X Helga Novels & Stories

Almost immediately after Karl left, the doors to her suite opened again, and to her relief, Helga Eichmann and her three assistants had arrived. "Fräulein Lena...you wear my dressing gowns quite well," Helga said. Lena smiled demurely and slightly bowed as Helga made her graceful entrance. Helga was formally and stylishly dressed in midnight blue with a seemingly endless strand of black pearls around her neck. Her blonde hair was piled high on her head, and she's darkened her eyelids with charcoal. Lena thought she looked enchantingly elegant. "Thank you so much...for coming to dress me," Lena said. Helga arched a perfectly shaped eyebrow and gave her a quizzical smile.

Willow said smiling at the older woman. “It’s no problem, and congratulations on finding your mate gamma Ryker, you boys have done well for yourselves. Protect them at al cost.” Helga said looking at both of our mates. “Thanks Helga, we absolutely will. I’ll tell my mother we ran into you she’ll be happy as you are her favorite dress maker in the world.” Felix said smirking at her. “Helena maybe Luna, but she is also a kick ass warrior herself.” Helga said smiling as if remembering something.

“Great, now you sound like our trainers.” “There’s a difference, though. We grew up with each other. The guy with the gut wound could be my brother or my cousin, my best friend. Get the idea?” “So, who are these Hell Hounds to you then? So that we know.” “Aria Redgrave. First cousin and a couple of years younger than I am. She’s the computer expert I was talking about, Hal. Please don’t get on her nasty side, or she will waste your time with so much computer nastiness your head will spin. Then we have Devine Kelos. She’s relatively new to our team, but she’s got a nose that can hunt anyone or anything down in a blink of an eye. It’s scary to watch Hilda play a game with Devine. Hunt for the

"You sure? She'd be going up against my champion." Draven's voice didn't waver. "She's ready." On the far side of the field, Aeron sat on a frost-covered bench, a book open across his lap. He looked up just as she stepped into the ring. Their eyes met. He didn't speak. But he didn't have to. She knew what he was thinking. Keep in control. She didn't want to disappoint him. Helga walked across the ring, cracked her neck and sneered. "Better hope I don't mess up that pretty face," she called out, loud enough for everyone to hear. "Wouldn't want the Gamma losing interest in his little pet."

Helga was furious. “I am not sure I should get involved with whatever this was.” He said tauntingly. “Why do I have this feeling Sly Fox isn’t aware of this mountain side trip?” Aaron stood looking between the two. He just now realized Helga might have forced him too into secret sexual acts. He already understood he was fucked. Taking a deep breath, he moved closer placing Helga’s arm around his neck. Now using his body, he starts walking in the direction from where he had noticed Rick coming from.

But before Arnold could complete his sentence, the huge mahogany doors of the office flung open and in walked a tall woman wearing a turquoise sweater with white polka dots and a purple palazzo, her red high heels clicked on the floor and behind her the royal Delta, Vladimir floated in! The other two males' eyes widened. His head hit on the entrance. "Ow," he winced, making Arnold cringe. Then his body sunk a little lower but was still kept floating. He had an utter helpless look on his face. Xavier let out an aggravated sigh while Arnold tried to smother his laughter with a cough. Vlad glared at Arnold and then looked at Xavier pleadingly. Xavier stood up and greeted his aunt with a quick h

QUINN Dark side by Oshins featuring Hael played on the sound doc as I moved around the kitchen. Gunnar was still upstairs having a shower while I decided to get some good, old-fashioned breakfast ready. I thought about it for a long while in the shower and realized that the men in this house lacked so much — bar Gunnar for the most part.

Hutton would make the wolves fight against Lena, and she would get exhausted from fighting her own members. "Nice to meet you again...." A strange feminine voice sounded from behind, forcing me to snap my head in the direction. My jaw dropped as I was faced with Lena and Xander. Their eyes were glowing red with blood stained all over their clothes. The aura hovering over them was shrilling and made me stiffen for some minutes as I became frozen with fear. My two demon guardians charged at them with punches and dark magic powers, but neither Lena nor Xander made a move, as they easily dodged every attack. Their legs were still at the same point. The speed at which they swerved their bodies ag

After drying off, she pulled on a fresh outfit and brushed her hair into a neat ponytail. Without wasting another moment, she headed down to the first floor for breakfast. --- The dining hall buzzed with conversation and laughter. On one side sat the omegas. At the head of the other table sat her father, with her mother by his side and the other high-blood wolves she recognized. Her uncle and Harold sat beside Thalia, who was beaming. Beta Kelvin was smiling. Knox sat nearby, dressed in a black suit, his hair tied back in a sleek ponytail. The sunlight highlighted the sharp angles of his face.

Isabelle and Philip worked from the rooftop, while Jerry and Aria made their way inside. The first room was empty. The second, too. But in the third— Helena. She stood before a server wall, her silver hair pinned up, fingers flying across a virtual screen. She turned slowly as Aria stepped forward. “I was expecting him,” Helena said, her voice like cold water. “But you’re more interesting.” Aria kept her stance firm. “You built Hekate.” “I gave it life. Creed gave it purpose.” Jerry leveled his voice. “What purpose? Control?”