Heather Lang Novels & Stories

She had known Roxanne for a long time and knew she wasn't the type to make a program and not show up without communicating. Heather and Roxanne had been best friends from the word go despite their difference in status. Heather grew up in an orphanage and didn't know her parents. However, she never let her background stand in the way of her life. She went to college and became a makeup artist. Glancing at her phone again, her stomach knotted in worry. She ran a hand through her curly dark bouncy hair and sighed, “Roxy, where are you?” A few minutes later, she decided to call Roxanne's home phone to find out if Roxanne was home or not.

“You seemed to have slept over the limit today.” I sighed. “I slept late. My mom gave me a long ass lecture…” I replied as we waited for our Kakaotaxi. Heather gave me another look. “She wants you out of this?” she asked. I exhaled heavily as I fixed my duffle bag. “What’s new?” She chuckled. “You’re a college undergraduate, Janice. You should be eligible for some secretarial jobs. Why don’t you try to apply?” she asked. Heather has been my friend since I was in high school. Both of us were from Warthad who tried to seek our fortunes here. The only difference is that Heather stayed in Warthad to work while I went to college through a full-ride scholarship in Salem National University.

He pulled me into his chest and wrapped his arms around me. “It is, but we have to sit patiently and wait. Right now, we pray that the doctors can fix him, and he’ll come back to us. Teaghan could also use a shoulder as well.” I looked over to see that she had returned and was sitting in a chair off in the corner occasionally wiping a tear from her cheeks. “I’m happy for both of them, but I don’t know her very well.” “She’s a widow. Lost her mate six or seven years ago to a rogue attack I believe. She’s also one of the top female warriors in the pack. Trained by the Alpha himself and even won a spar or two against him.”

Chander's sudden interruption brought her back. "Miss Hila, let me help you take care of the other eleven." She didn't feel light headed or drunk anymore. "Why would you help me? You are in no position to gain anything from their deaths and if you are, just shut it and consider yourself lucky that your competition just got lower." She took off the robe and was left covered by a tiny sleeveless navy blue dress that barely covered even half her thighs. The pair of linen dolphin shorts of the same color loosely swayed as she moved towards him.

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.

Although my mother is the Luna and does not normally attend births of the pack she was by Melissa’s side when Heather was born, just four days before I was. Heather is one of the packs beauties. She is very tall with long legs and shimmering blond hair. The Mood Goddess blessed her with high cheek bones, and a voluptuous hourglass figure. When Heather walks into a room all the men stare at her beauty. Unfortunately, her beauty is only skin deep. Heather has broken my nose on multiple occasions and has spread rumors throughout the pack that I am a slut. She blames me for her not being the next Luna. According to Heather my brother was probably her destined mate.

She would have seriously hated having to replace her brand new brown chiffon knee length halter dress and four-inch heel lace-up sandals. When the transformation was complete, she breathed a sigh of relief. It was so freeing to release her dragon, especially after such a stressful day. Launching herself into the air, Leah reveled in the luxuriating feel of the wind whipping past her scales as she flew towards her destination. While she could have walked to where she was going, it would have taken her more than an hour to get there, whereas flying got her there in no more than twenty minutes. Hazel Drift was pretty large. So, when the war broke out, it was divided into two. Her clan owned thi

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The Starbucks was getting crowded, and they both felt like leaving. "Oh, yes! Sure, your driving is pretty fast," Heather teased. "Where to?" Atlas inquired as they made their way out of Starbucks toward his parked car. "I'm going to audition," Heather revealed to him as they walked. "For what?" "An audition, duh! To become an actress! Kathryn Bernardo, Anne Curtis, Liza Soberano, and then me! I'm next!" "It's free to dream, right?" Atlas playfully teased, which Heather didn't appreciate at all.