Heather Kasuga Novels & Stories

She dialed a number she knew off head and called. "It takes great talent and skill to veil great talent and skill. Little Lotus, how is the brighter side of the world?" A crooked old female voice answered the phone. "Only psychopaths and manipulators can achieve hiding their talents and skills Elder Hoshi. Everything is going as planned thank you for asking. Oh, but a Hian Ji attacked me at my home and knows everything about me. I thought I died and my existence was erased with you and the other Elders' help. What's going on?"

Bima is the academy's bottom-feeder with a useless magic attribute, obsessed only with learning healing arts to save his sick sister. He has no idea that the academy's golden boy, Kirill, is pathologically obsessed with him—and his 'useless' magic is actually the catalyst for a brewing magical disaster.

She wiped away her tears, covered herself hastily with the torn saree, and sprinted towards the freedom beyond. Though she could barely walk, today she needed the courage to break free, for if not now, then perhaps never. In her departure, she locked the house from the outside, ensuring that Utkarsh couldn't pursue her. ____ Despite the pain in her aching feet, Hiya descended the stairs and began running barefoot on the road. Clad in the same black saree from the previous night, which Utkarsh had torn in various places, she had covered her revealing body with the hem of the saree. Her blouse, too, was significantly torn, but she managed to conceal it to avoid exposing her vulnerable state to

“We found her in the woods yesterday. We have her in a medically induced coma, but she’s alive.” The door opened as Nora stepped back inside. Heath quietly closed it before his body stiffened up. Heather turned around, shaking in fear. “Mate.” Heath whispered as he looked at her. “Well, fuck…” Jared had a smirk on his face. Heather was trembling beside me. “He is my beta and a good man. His name is Heath.” I whispered. Heath didn’t move but kept his eyes glued to Heather as she slowly approached him. No one spoke as we watched them. After falling into his arms, she cried harder.

╭────────── ⋅ ⋅ ✦❘༻༺❘✦⋅ ⋅ ──────────╮ 𝐑𝐎𝐙𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐋𝐔𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐎 𝐀𝐂𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐘 [ꜱᴛᴜᴅᴇɴᴛ ɪɴꜰᴏʀᴍᴀᴛɪᴏɴ] ⬛ 𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐞 : 𝐑𝐮𝐛𝐲 𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐫 𝐍𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 : 𝟏𝟑

Suman Mehtra (Diya Wedding/Client). She saved his number with such a detailed description. Seeing this, Mike wondered for a while. He then opened her contact list. Apparently; she saves everyone's number with a lengthy description except for MY MOM, JESSICA ROBINSON, LAURA G., ROBERT LEE, and surprisingly, Mike also found MY DAD. Sarah’s dad has passed away years ago but his number is still there.

She excitedly tells me, her strawberry blonde curls bouncing around her heart shaped face. Christine is really a lovely lady. She is short, probably barely five feet tall, and dainty. Her facial expressions are quite entertaining, her freckled nose crinkled up and it wouldn’t take an empath to tell that what she was thinking about was icky. Confused, I gawk at her. “Warrior?” I ask. “Yeah, Bobby Ray told me that Deputy Scott found your camera and there was a video of you kicking the shit out of those two guys.” She explains.

“You just promised I could do somethin’ that’s damn near impossible, honey,” Heather said, her arms folded beneath her chest as she stared into Jo’s eyes, unblinking. “I can’t get Cassidy back that quickly. Hell, I’m not sure I can get her back at all.”

My name is Asher Smith CEO of Ash group of companies the number one top manufacturing company in New York and all over the country you can call me a mega Billionaire and that is why I don't want to be tied down with b**ches who only comes to me because of my money and how I handle them in bed. The b**ch my step mother brought is not exclusive and will I say she is the worst. I wonder where my stepmother got heard from, who even made her think she can boss over my workers with her so-called title of a fiancee and always wearing skimpy dresses exposing an unattractive boobs thinking I will fall for that, she's not even my type. I picked up my car keys and left the office to the beach the beach

“So you think the Guardians that are still in there are in danger from them, too, or just the demons?” “All of ‘em. They’ll gitcha same as the others if you ain’t careful.” She must’ve seen my face melt so she added. “Don’t you worry about them fellas, though. Jaime’s a crack shot with the blue lights. That’s the craziest thing I ever did see. And I seen a lot a craziness. I’m Heather, by the way.” I realized I’d been rude not to have introduced myself and thank her already. I stood and walked over to her, offering her my hand. She got up and peered into my eyes as she shook it. “Cassidy. Nice to meet you. Finally.”