Head Over Heels Novels & Stories

Never thought that getting rid of high heels can just be a piece of cake. Everybody, follow me! Let’s move our legs! All it takes is just to——kick once… kick twice... and kick thrice! Just when the shoe slips off my leg and flies into the air, I put up a pleasure and excited smile. While just when I see it flying towards Jamie’s direction, my smile gradually turns upside down. Before I could have the time to pray for it to drop right behind Jamie, the shoe drops into his ristretto and hangs by the edge of the cup by its tall thin heel.

The same 'first-night' agitation she suffered with all her projects until she knew she had got it right. There was no need to let imagination run away with her, useful though that particular attribute was in her line of work. She drew herself up to her full five feet one and smiled at her assistant, who was a good six inches taller than herself. “We need to mingle, Shelly, admire a few pretty feathers, and give the old sweet talk. I'll see you by the main door when the champagne and strawberries are served at seven, alright? We'll have done our duty by then.”

She could feel the black soft soil under her feet tickling her as she stepped. She giggled as her eye met a bird, Her giggle was disputed by a cry, she gasps looking around walking in deep towards the cry of a deer. Her eyes fell upon one, wound by a thorn full branch, his antler stuck between the dry branches of dead bushes. She let out a gasp freezing on her feet as the pair of eyes stare back at her.

she said and I chuckled. "No thank you. I would never do that to my self. Do you know what Achilles tendon is? It is a tendon of your foot. Wearing heels shortens and thickens it and then the pain starts in the ankle joints. Soon it won't stay at ankle joints but start to go up, hip joint and calf muscles and back joints everything will start paining. Keep wearing them and before forty all these things will happen and you will realise what a bad decision it was to choose heels to match up to a man rather than your good personality." I said and her eyes widened. She can't speak and the head designer spoke.

5-inch Jimmy Choo heels, triggering her loud screeching. "Oops. What have I stepped on? A pile of shit or something?" Laura said without looking down. She stomped her feet a few more times, triggering more screams from Ava. "I can't believe it. It seems that I just can't get this pile of shit off my heels," Laura said. With a final whimper, Ava almost passed out because of the pain. She was lying on the ground, shivering. Laura looked down and kicked Ava's hand off her heels.

The woman yelped and fled I heard a shout. “Aurora!” Heather screamed as she fell over Aurora and I watched as the chandelier came crashing on top of her

His eyelashes were flickering, and tears crept out of the corners of his eyes. "I feel like I'm in a dream. Everything's just so wonderful. I'm so glad to have you by my side." He ran barefoot across the sand with his arms wide open. As the wind blew, he called out, "Jeanette!" He turned around to look at me. "I'm here."

THE GRIND {Playlist Suggestion: "Work Song" by Hozier / "Gasoline" by Halsey} ~CHELSEA POV~ My feet were bleeding. Okay, maybe not actually bleeding, but it definitely felt like my toes had been put through a meat grinder. I had been in these stupid, mandatory black heels for eight hours straight, walking the concrete floors of The Mirage, dodging grabby hands, checking empty glasses, and fake-smiling until the muscles in my face twitched.

Anna held my arm as I wobbled through my first steps in high heels. "Here's the secret, baby. A lot of first time wearers think they need to land on their toes. That's all wrong, you'll definitely fall if you step that way. Land lightly on your heel, then roll to your toe, putting most of your weight forward. Now do that." I tried a few more short steps. It wasn't bad, but for sure no-one would be fooled into thinking this wasn't my first time in heels. "I'm going to get ready now Danny, so you can practice for a while. Don't worry, you'll get the hang of it."

Liza was nervous. In fact, saying that she was nervous would be an understatement. Liza's relationship with heels had always been messy and the fact that she was wearing sky-high heels only increased her chances of falling flat on her face or breaking her ankle, she took each step carefully as she walked down towards the isle. Wedding bells were ringing around and the whole place was full of people. There was a smile on everybody's face and they were carrying beautifully wrapped presents, their shiny wraps glistening under the soft rays of the setting sun. It was an evening wedding.