Heather Heavenly Escort Novels & Stories

Heather smiled bitterly as she leaned against the wall. Earlier in the day, Anna had tried to seduce him. In the private room, the voluptuous woman had been with him. Tyrone had no shortage of women in his life. "Do you think the escort with him can compare to you?" Scarlett didn't see who had been with Tyrone, but she had absolute confidence in Heather's looks. She was about to say something else when her phone rang. Someone was looking for her, so she dragged Heather out of the restroom with her.

Their backsides are facing the entrance. “Greetings, Alpha. Greetings, Beta.” Haynes bows. Without looking back, Alpha Frail stretches his hand to his side, and Haynes places a phone on his palm. Frail watches the short video playing on the phone—the side profile of a redhead woman sitting on the floor and resting against her bed. Frail quickly catches her devastation. “It was taken this afternoon by my agent,” Haynes clarifies. “Her name is Heaven, and she’s Zechariah’s mate. I still need to find out more about her. When I do, I’ll let you know.”

she asked as she was already moving to do what he’d asked. “Yeah.” It did sound stupid when she put it like that, but it had all made sense when they’d planned it, and she’d been in the meeting. If she thought that it was dumb, He couldn’t worry about the plan at the moment. He just had to make it work. Heather tossed her shield around everyone in the frontline, which included three Healers--Jamie, Cale, and Martin, as well as Cadon, Brandon, and Dax. There were fifteen of them in all surrounded by blue light as they moved toward the fortress.

she said softly, “if you think I’m going to sit in a chair and knit while some boy drags my daughter in front of strangers on a leash, you don’t know me as well as I thought.” Heather’s mouth opened. Closed. Opened. Then she slumped into a chair and dropped her face into her hands. “I hate this,” she muttered into her palms. “I know, baby,” Jessica murmured. “I hate this.” “I know.” Heather groaned. “Fine. Okay. Fine,” she said, lifting her head again. Her jaw set. “If she’s going, I’m not letting her walk in there without blades. I’m escort.” Liam nodded once. “Yes,” he said simply. “You and Zane.”

The fearless, ruthless billionaire had literally fled the continent because he couldn't handle the emotional fallout of a five-minute elevator ride. ​"I see," Vennessa said, keeping her face completely expressionless. "Did he leave any instructions?" ​"Only these," Evelyn said, gesturing to the papers. "Mr. Hayes has approved an additional structural expansion budget for Cole PR. The funds have already been cleared. Furthermore, he expects you to attend the annual Horizon Gala next weekend alone. He will join you digitally via a pre-recorded statement for the investors, but your presence is required to maintain the narrative of your active involvement in his philanthropic sectors."

She then read the words again. “Hea…Heather?...” He brows creased. Out of the blue, a scene passed by her view, rendering her to flinch. It was her memory of the time she jumped down the building. She remembered it vividly when a guy called her Heather before everything went black. But, what is the correlation between Heather and her? Why was this name is etched on a flesh and why is she inside this almost destroyed space? The ground shook, premoniting the coming of a fall. Elaine had no time to ponder more about it, yet she need more time to guess. Before the rubble of flesh again fell on her for the third time, she loudly announced a random sentence on a flesh.

♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ She never wanted a big house to survive, A small place in his heart was enough for her to thrive. He never wanted her to be perfect, As for him, she was already his most precious asset. They have fought with darkest nights, With a hope to see a morning full of light, Segregated, they were burning in the fire of hell, Together, they are in heaven's shell. Now, no barrier can keep them apart, As they live in each other's hearts. ~dayyyyydreamerrr (S.G.) (15/02/2021-23/06/2021)

*** The police van opened to a horde of reporters, each clicking away with their cameras as they all tried to get a worthy picture of the escort who singlehandedly ended the life of Liam Smith. “Amber Banks! This is George Brown from HVAC! How long were you his escort?” “Banks darling! Look here! Did you kill him because he wouldn’t pay you?” “Sonya Tay from the Morning Daily! Is he your first victim? The questions were brutal as the reporters snapped away ignoring a squirming Amber who was wedged between two police officers who tried to shield her face.

" Actually I was hoping you could explain! since, the offer came from Mr. Doyle " "Lucas ?... what did he… uhm.. What did Mr. Doyle request of you ?" she stuttered . but Elijah's ears didn't miss the part when she called him by his first name. " He requested that only you, will escort him from now on. And signed a big fat check with endless zeroes for the agency in return" his voice sounded less cheerful than it was a second ago, but what surprised Jessica more than that, was the news she just heard him say. Lucas requested her and her only to escort him !

Asher smiled internally. After what felt like an eternity, he got to the named venue. He hastily parked and got out to open the door for his passengers. Of course, they wasted time checking their appearances. Time Asher wanted to be left alone. He couldn't describe his relief when they got out and sauntered towards the mansion where the ball was held. He got back in the car, sighing in relief. Luckily, everyone attending the party was from executive families, so there was no need for bodyguards inside.