Heather Mcghee Book Novels & Stories

Hannah had found her ring, even though it was not how it used to be. Nothing truly belonged to her in this world, not anything or anyone. She should not have hoped for it, and she should not have been greedy. Unfortunately, she was only human. How could a human not have any desires or wants? Heather entered her room upstairs, closed her door, and drew the curtains shut. Then she took out a box from her pocket. She opened the box and revealed the book inside. She felt as though her heart were about to jump out of her chest because she was so excited and her heartbeat was so rapid.

Just the dull throb of pain in her stomach. Her limbs trembled, her vision blurred. The world faded in and out as the noise around her became distant. She almost collapsed as darkness consumed her, before a voice echoed faintly, chilling her to the bone. "You came too late for me, Selena!"

Heather's POV I sat at the breakfast table, my stomach twisted into anxious knots, completely devoid of any appetite. Kayden wasn’t around, and the test results were due by evening. The waiting was unbearable. I hated lying in bed, doing nothing to occupy my restless mind. Instead, I busied myself reading about Raven and Xael powers—their strengths, their darker sides, and the terrifying extent. But even the book couldn’t hold my attention for long. Frustrated, I set it aside and stepped out of my room for a walk to clear my head.

I turn to head towards Maggie's house when I almost walk into her, making me jump and almost shift. "Lord Maggie, don't sneak up on me like that", I sigh, forcing Heath back down. When he realises who startled us, he turns into a puppy, rolling on his back and whimpering. Maggie giggles and looks up at me with her beautiful, emerald-green eyes. The flame flickered brightly occasionally, and when she met my gaze, she suddenly looked down and started work on a hang nail.

Her mouth was opened so wide that she could taste her own tears, which were salty and bitter at the same time… “Daniel… Alpha… What makes you think I will accept your arrangements obediently? What makes you think I will willingly become your slave? Don’t you think you’re overestimating yourself a little too much?” ‘Now that my parents’ honor has been restored and Jeremi’s already hidden in a safe place, there’s nothing else for me to be worried about anymore. ‘So, I will never allow my pride as Michele Bedasse’s daughter to be trampled to the ground.’ Heather’s gaze fell on the wall opposite her, and she suddenly charged towards it without any hesitation.

Heather's stepmother orchestrated a cruel scheme, sending her to a desolate rural town. When Heather regained consciousness, she found herself being groped by a drunken man. Panicked, she grabbed an empty bottle from the floor and smashed it over his head. The man convulsed on the ground for a few moments before going still. Terrified and at a loss, Heather didn't know what to do until Mitchell burst through the creaky door, scooping her into his arms. At that moment, he seemed like a savior descending from the heavens. Even though she was rescued, the incident left deep trauma. Mitchell stayed by her side every day, tirelessly seeking the best therapists and doing everything he could to che

Back in my bedroom, I opened my laptop, connected it to the solar-charged backup battery I kept for emergencies, and started scanning pages, uploading them, and backing them up. I wasn’t a hacker. I wasn’t a spy. But I had eyes, a mouth, and, most importantly, a voice. One that Stacey hadn’t silenced yet. ‘You’re not alone in this, Makayla,’ I thought, watching the files load. ‘You said you’d deal with Stacey. I’ll help bury her.’ And if I lost more people along the way? So be it. The truth was worth it, even if it meant taking on my sister, even if it meant losing my father, even if it meant risking my heart all over again because I wasn’t walking away from Makayla. Not now. Not ever.

Heather said as she pointed to the page that the entry she wanted me to read began. Book readings: September 11, 1691 My mind was heavy, too consumed with worry. It's been months since I've heard word of my sister. I know not where she's been or what has become of her. My mate looks upon me with a forlorn gaze, knowing my deepest dream was to set sights upon her once more. Alas, I am too often denied. I pray to our mother to keep her protected and guarded. Her enemies multiply like rodents, and they have driven her and her family into hiding. I know myself well. My rage, whilst justified, would be all consuming. Fear rotates constantly through my mind. Not for myself, but the world around me

With Claire paying up what she owed me as well, my savings suddenly exceeded five million. Yet, I felt no happiness at all. Who would have thought that someone with so much money would end up missing his mother's final moments simply because he couldn't afford thirty dollars for a taxi? It was a regret that would last a lifetime. The first thing I did after getting the money was take my junior out to dinner to thank her for all her help and support. At the restaurant, she had changed out of her business suit and walked toward me in a white dress, her smile gentle and sweet.

William gave a slight nod, pulled the chair back gently and lowered himself onto it. He opened the laptop and turned it toward Thomas. “Stars Shelter was founded by Miss Ashley Morgan. That's all that is on the public record.” He paused, turned the laptop to himself, his fingers moving fast across the keyboard. Audrey's photo flashed on the screen. He then turned the laptop back to Thomas. “I tracked her down in person. She's Audrey Sterling, the daughter of Mr. Smith Sterling. And she's currently the CEO of Elomos company.” Thomas's brow furrowed.