Heather Mcghee Book Novels & Stories

A rather old textbook with a frayed cover and crinkled pages, but… I was running out of options. Maybe I would find what I was looking for here, I figured. Maybe, just maybe, some forgotten history would be the key to finding the cure for this disease. As I read, no matter how hard I tried to shove them away, Heather’s words kept echoing through my mind. “The only cure is death,” she had said. “If the professionals can’t figure it out, what makes you think that you can?”

She just wants to be away from the painful memories her fall from grace dealt her although not a lot of people knew, only her aunt and her godmother. "Eliza, are you awake? You have a visitor." Meera called on the other side of the door. "What, who?" Eliza was puzzled, who could it be? She doesn't have any friend in the UAE besides Mabel as Rain and Ami were already back home in the Philippines after their December wedding the previous year. Still puzzling over who could it be, she changed into another set of pajamas instead of the night shirt she has on. At least she is fully covered and her in pajamas may send whoever the guest is away quickly. She just wants to rest. She wanted to be as r

The Dark Angel. _____________________ Yup. This is officially the last chapter. See you in the next book. His Silver Hand. Thank you, babies! Adios!

Seems like they want to make fun of me so I decided to finish my coffee faster and ask them to our first destination. The Family History Library. You see why I am in this place called Las Vegas? Because once upon a time, when I am so desperate to see Arianne and was in a very broken state because of her betrayal, I acted impulsive and reckless. I get to be with a girl I never know that much, fucked her all day and marry her at nightime.

She knew I never wanted to be Alpha and was quite happy being the pack doctor, maybe she was trying to plan ahead but everything went wrong when Kiwi killed our father. It saddened me to think she had kept Kiwi a secret for so long. Not just her but father too. If mother knew she existed, did father? He had worked so hard on trying to teach me how to be an Alpha. Alexander and Kayla’s arguing break my thoughts, they had moved back down the corridor again and all I could hear was Kayla shrieking about how they were mated by the Moon Goddess and how he should love her. Rolling my eyes, I make a point of slamming the door shut, I wanted to read more of the book. Flipping the page to the one Kay

I was not the Crimson Priestess and even though I wasn’t sure what that entirely meant to me or the pack itself I would not allow Melina to tarnish that. I started looking at Rogan’s computer and the few books it seemed he had read to get information about who I might be. The idea of him looking at all of these items made me feel good that he cared that much. I picked up the first book which was written by a fellow wolf as it had far too many details about where wolves might be located at. I followed the geographics of the writing and realize that the Cresent Moon Pack couldn't be further than a few days away from us if traveling by wolf. That made the idea of an attack now hard to believe.

She moved toward the bed and sat down, then slowly lay back to rest for a moment. But when her head touched the pillow, she felt something hard beneath it. She sat up and pulled the pillow away. A pink-covered book stared back at her. "What’s this?" she muttered, picking it up. "Her diary?" She hesitated. She didn’t want to invade Natalia’s privacy, so she decided to put it on the table instead...but as she moved, the book slipped from her hand and fell open on the floor. Alondra bent down to pick it up, and as she did, her eyes caught the first line on the open page.

I shrug and watch the scenery slowly move by, the expensive manicured houses and lawns and the immaculate streets. I can’t believe I’m here. Greece will never lost its sparkle and grandeur to me, and I know I should thank my lucky stars every day that this is how my life ended up. Money can buy happiness and that’s a fact. Maybe Meredith used traveling as an excuse to clear her head when times like this arises. I guess I will never know. “We have all been there. It’s only after you do find your feet that you realize you made a mess of getting there.” Theo winks at me cheekily with that knowing look and smug manner, and I find myself eye-rolling hard.

Thanks everyone for reading my book… The book will be coming to an end soon but I hope everyone has enjoyed reading the book so far… The next book will be call Revenge of the Billionaire Heiress… Please d******d the new book… The book will be about Jae getting her revenge on those that have wronged her… This has been a long journey but I am glad you guys have made it to the end… This was my first book and I thank you all for making it a success…

On the day I got married, my father-in-law personally fastened an obsidian bead bracelet around my wrist. He looked at me and said, "Moses, from today on, you're one of the family. I'll treat you like my own." I had grown up in an orphanage and had never truly had a family of my own. Because of those words alone, I willingly married into the Zeigler family and wore that bracelet for six straight years. Even after it rubbed my wrist raw—leaving it swollen, ulcerated, and oozing with pus—I still could not bear to take it off. Everything changed the day I stopped by my childhood friend's antique and jewelry appraisal studio for a small get-together. The moment he saw my wrist, he turned grim