Erica Hale Novels & Stories

“You feel it too, don’t you?” After a moment of hesitation she looked at me and nodded.I offered her my hand. “Then come with me. Let’s get you out of this hellhole.” ____ “That woman isn’t just some lowly intruder like you all think,”Arella blurted, taking a sharp breath before continuing. “She is Vivica Hale, daughter of Xavier Hales—the traitor from two decades ago.” My eyes narrowed in absolute horror. The elders slowly turned to me, their expressions screaming for answers.But I was too concerned about Vivica, who was trembling violently beside me, to care.In a swift motion, bolted out of the room.

sia started but Erica cut her off, "Maybe if I share something with you... I'm sure you will understand Emiliano...everyone tends to have secrets at some point...some secrets destroy everything when they are out and some don't"she started and sia saw the happy Erica she always saw smiling, her smile disappeared and sia saw some sadness in her eyes "First things first I'm Erin, not Erica...you see how funny the world is…"she said with a chuckle and sia wasn't following "Erin?"

She managed to overcome all the heartbreaks. * * * * * * * I pick my phone and I call Serah, she deserved to hear this good news. Serah - my love, why aren't you asleep yet. Me — I have good news, my love. Serah - tell me the good news. I want to hear them. Please my love. Me — Gael has moved his fingers. The doctors have confirmed that he will wake up soon. Serah - really my love. That is so much good news. I am so happy. At long last, there is a sign that our son will wake up.

Erik paused for a minute, a frown crossing his face as he looked over at Silas in understanding. I knew Silas was fated to Celeste, Athena's mother, the promised Queen of Gardenia, before Dela started the war against all realms. The stories of how Celeste died as a hero to her people were what I grew up hearing my whole life. Then to listen to the stories of how her daughter, Athena, rose to power after dethroning Dela were the stories we were told before bed. It was something that children dreamed of becoming.

As soon as the doors closed Jade volleyed her questions, "So, what's your name? Where do you come from? And what happened today?" Erica sighed before replying, "My name is Erica Morris, daughter of Adrian Morris. I come from Crescent Ville", then she faltered before continuing, "I don't know....what's happening to me but since I came to this place, things have gotten weirder..." she gave a fleeting glance at Xavier who nodded in encouragement, his wolf let out a pleasing growl when he realized that his mate unknowingly resorted to them for safety, she felt safe around them.

Richard looked out of guests, his voice booming with the authority of a man who owned half the city in his palms. "That’s enough," Richard stated firmly. His gaze landed on Melissa and a hint of high displeasure hit his eyes as if Melissa was a thorn he couldn't bear to see. He spoke further. "For those of you who seem confused by the ramblings of this unknown desperate woman, let me be very clear. The woman standing before you is not an imposter. She is not a mistress. She is Elara Hale, my daughter, the heiress to the Hale estate, and my daughter has carried the initials 'E.H.' since long.”

"Please do tell me that you're involved in the advertising for McKenzie and Bryant. I love their slogan so much. It was done by a world-class artist." "Erica did that for us." Matt ran his hand down my back, resting his fingers just above the curve of my rear and leaving my pulse to spike. I wanted so much more than he would offer, but the simplicity of his touch left me on edge and almost panting. How much could I really handle? Jonathan laughed loudly and clapped his hands. "Erica Hall. You aren't just Matt's agent and his girlfriend, you're an artist yourself." "I used to be." I clasped my hands together in front of my waist and glanced back over toward Matt. "Let's get out of here before

Adele~ “And you are?” I raised an eyebrow. I didn't know who she was. I haven't seen her in visual meetings in all of my stay at the hospital. Although I learned we hired more hands. Mark cleared his throat. “Adele, this is Miranda Hale. International growth strategist. She’s worked with properties across different countries.” I tried not to look shocked, but I wasn't sure how my face was holding up. An international strategist? What was she doing at my start-up resort?

Jack asked, because the compass was already pointing at the third crack, the one above Times Square, and the warmth it radiated was the most confusing of all. The third emissary materialized at 5:31 AM. She was short. Approximately five foot three. She wore a lab coat over a sweater that was exactly the right shade of powder blue, and her hair was perfectly styled, and her posture was impeccable, and she was reciting, in a clear monotone voice, the first forty digits of pi. A Haley. A Haley without chaos. A Haley who was pure mathematical precision, organized and orderly and absolutely, fundamentally wrong. The real Haley, in the egg chamber, opened her pink eyes and stared at the tactical d

Erica gave Alpha Xavier a kind grin as she looked him in the eyes. "Her name is Erica, Alpha Xavier," Viktor said when introducing Erica to the group. Erica was approached by Alpha Xavier, who took her right hand in his. He kissed her on the back of her hand as he lifted her hand. "It's a pleasure to finally meet you, Princess Erica," Alpha Xavier said to her. "You're quite fortunate, Viktor because Erica is stunning and appears to be a fantastic match for the role of your Luna," Alpha Xavier stated. "According to my observations, Erica as the Luna will be effective for you. I can tell that she has the courage and that her thinking is sound, Viktor," he said.