Heath Ledger Novels & Stories

She would remain. Heath was introduced to each Horseman at the end of the meeting that night. He learned that he was now called a Revelations Soldier. He was handed a Bylaws and Beliefs Bible and a handful of instructional pamphlets on making preparations for surviving the Apocalypse. His mind raced. His excitement grew. His curiosity peaked. Could any of the ideas thrown around the room that night actually be based on any factual reality? Heath was a logical, relational thinker. He had to PROVE theory before he could believe it as reality. Somehow though, the idea of a finite limit to the seemingly endless and pointless life of man energized Heath. He wanted to believe in it's truth value.

“Alpha Ledger,” Thea said. “I don’t know if you got to meet Alpha Stoll last time. Alpha Stoll of Nearside, this is Alpha Ledger of Waning Moon.” They hesitated but shook hands. They both had the typical build of Alphas, though Stoll was stockier, and Ledger was leaner, his muscles shaped nicely. Alpha Ledger easily could have been a male model. His eyes were somewhere between deep purple and deep brown, and they looked guarded.

kaliel's pov: i could scent her from Miles away, kasum has taken over and so my senses has heightened. she's is getting closer as the scent of roses is getting stronger. I couldn't contain myself. I didn't want to be there yet I wanted to be there at the same time, I could hear the whisper of the pack , they were talking about the human girl caught at the border of the Empire, I could hear the stories they've weaved in Thier imagination about her , an orphan human girl on a suicide mission. I was upset, how dare they! how dare they talk about what is mine ! it was taking a lot of patience for kasum not to rip apart Thier necks and wagging tongues one by one but they couldn't know, not now. i

Heath replied. I walked up behind my mate, but kept my distance from Heath. “What did you do with your father?” I asked softly. “I didn’t kill him if that’s what you’re asking. I banished him and his supporters. Heather and I are presenting ourselves as the new leaders of the pack next week. This is a formal invite to the event.” I nodded. “I’m glad it worked out.” Heath sighed heavily, and his brows knitted together. “Odessa.” Maverick growled.

6 pm. It was an address. Maybe for a date. Maybe where he lived. I wasn't sure. But the thought of him being so sure that I'd show up was a turn-on. It's like he knew I was yearning for him. He could read minds, if not, he could read mine. I remembered there was another note he stuffed between my breasts. I quickly pulled it out and silently read it. It read: Hezekiah Mumba. 25th June. 34 years old.

We all stood up and bowed to show our respect. "Today, we found out that one of your schoolmates, one of the students of Heather Academy, is a member of the black kingdom. We don't know what their motive was, but there's one thing I'm sure of, she was sent to spy on us. " Introduction by Ms. Anthea. Everyone listening was quiet and serious. As for me, I tried to track Cassie. I'm sure there's something on her that can help me. Be it a ring or a necklace, even blood, as long as anything that can connect me and him.

Annalise is 21 and in college with her two best friends and her sister. She is starting her last year off on a good start. She is one grade ahead of her average age. She is studying art and wants to be the best she can be. She is assigned a partner for her last big assignment, Theo Hyde. He is the guy she has had a crush on for years, but he is also her best friend's ex-boyfriend. She tries to focus on the project, but her feelings keep getting in the way.

If his producer could read the spine, it wouldn’t take him long to figure out what was going on. “Uhm… Nothing much… Just catching up on some reading. Making some notes.” He nonchalantly closed the book, turning it facedown with the spine covered, careful to tuck his legal pad beneath. Timothy narrowed his eyes. Heath met his friend’s skeptical gaze and tried not to blink. “Yeah… And I’m the King of England… What’s going on, Heath?” Shutting the door behind him, Timothy slouched down into the office chair across from his desk.

I didn’t laugh at all. “Tell me what I want to fucking know,” I said. The laughing ended before he took a sip of wine. “It would seem that Harrison was spying for a Mr. Jonathan Lewis. But Jordan might have already told you that.” “She did,” I lied, “so you better have something good for me.”

He smiled slightly, then turned his phone toward her. It was Monarchcrest’s official site. Her article. Right there on the front page. Over 100,000 reads already. Her jaw dropped. “That’s fast.” Nolan chuckled. “All eyes are on Ledger now. Anything about him is bound to blow up.” Cassie looked at the numbers again. “Still feels unreal.” “Take it in, Cass,” Nolan said, glancing at her with a warm smile. “You did good. Glad Ledger found you.”