Heather Nicholas Novels & Stories

Ophelia said with excitement. Thea looked at Nathan, who is sleeping soundly in his crib. "I need to ask Darius. He will take care of Nathan until we could come back" Thea said as an afterthought. Darius just came back from his office and heard her statement. "Your husband at your service my Angel," he said with a smile. Thea smiled and hugged him and kissed him on his lips. "Hey, I am still not married" Ophelia complained. "It's just a few days away," Amber said with a smirk.

Putting on my black high heels I give myself a last check before heading downstairs as I hear the first cars arriving. Arriving quietly behind my parents as they welcome the first couple – Alpha Zachary and Luna Rachel from the Blood Moon Pack, I step beside my father in time to shake Alpha Zachary’s and Luna Rachel’s hands. My mother and father give me a stern look, acknowledging my close to late arrival. I smile and continue with some small talk with Luna Rachel as Alpha Jackson continues speaking with Alpha Zachary and his Beta Sam. Luna Rachel is a beautiful woman. With her blond hair, brown eyes, and petite frame she is clearly the light in Alpha Zackary’s eyes.

“Which business? Does that have anything to do with you? Would you even know what I’m talking about if I told you? You thugs usually just… fight, smoke and drink, right? All you do is race cars and go to the arcade! Do you even know what an acquisition is? It’s not even that, I’m saying it’s a partnership! “Whatever, it’s no use explaining it to your lowlifes. You’re just ferns in a well.” Nicholas corrected her. “You’re wrong. It’s ‘a frog in a well knows nothing about the sea’, you old hag.” Heather fumed. “How dare you correct me? Do you even know what you’re saying?” Nicholas was speechless. He didn’t want to waste any more energy being angry and slowly turning into a Chad. “Hey, Huntsma

"Are you talking to me?" "Yeah of course. Why won't I acknowledge a sexy girl when I see one?". "Hey". I replied him still uncertain. He walked towards me. "You are a beautiful damsel, i guess, one of the lost and found twins, i've heard of you". "You know, there's a meeting going on in there and you don't wanna miss it". He stretched out his palm. "I am Nicholas Peterson but you can call me Nick". "Natalya Heathrow". I say to him accepting the handshake.

said Alena while hugging Nicholas. Nicholas was silent in Alena's arms, he couldn't cry even a word. His heart is like being pierced by a thousand thorns, the woman he loves the most will marry another man. In fact, there is another baby in the womb of the woman he loves. Alena Owen, a beautiful woman with a million charms. She is a gentle girl whom Nicho met at a business event 2 years ago. Alena is a famous model who is under the famous Athalas Entertainment Agency. During the 2 years of being in love, Nicho took good care of Alena, even Nicho never played intimately with Alena. For him, there is no sex before marriage. However, who would have thought, Alena was first touched by another ma

The apples would not be ready until autumn, but the vegetables in the community garden were already being harvested—tomatoes the size of fists, peppers that glowed like jewels, corn that grew taller than Mateo. Riley had stopped counting the days since Salinger's downfall. The news from the capital was good—the investigation had expanded, drawing in more names, more companies, more governments. Vivian had become a key witness, her testimony helping to dismantle networks that had operated in the shadows for decades. She had moved into the guest house permanently, though she still kept to herself, still flinched when someone approached too quickly. "Healing takes time," Elara had said one even

They sat together, eating and drinking, and slowly the sharp edges of her panic began to dull. Her phone buzzed again. This time it wasn’t Alejandro. It was a text from Nicholas Hale. Nicholas: We need to talk about Katherina. It’s important. Call me when you can. Amelia stared at the message. Nicholas had been helpful with some business matters lately, but she didn’t have the energy for whatever drama this was. “Who is it?” Ariana asked. “Nicholas. He wants to talk about Katherina.” “Katherina Blackwood? The one engaged to him?”

I had just finished warming up at my adoptive father's boxing gym when I was brought back to my wealthy biological family. When my tanned, heavily muscled self walked into the living room, my biological parents, who had been ready to humiliate me, fell completely silent. They had brought me back because they wanted me to marry the heir of the Lamberts. He was rumored to have a violent temper and had already scared away ten fiancées. The fake heiress was still pretending to cry at first. But the moment she saw my massive biceps, she stopped crying. She nervously hid behind my older brother. "Jack, are you sure Mr. Andrew is abusing Rachel and not the other way around? What if Rachel is the on

As the show’s popularity skyrocketed, online discourse erupted, and social media was flooded with trending hashtags: #CanAnOrdinaryGirlBeWithAWealthyHeir #DoRichHeirsHaveAConscience #ShouldVictorHarlowMarryYvonneSullivan For days, these hashtags dominated the trending charts across all major social media platforms. At nearly the same time, a bizarre incident occurred on the beach where Victor and Yvonne were vacationing. A stunning aurora unexpectedly lit up the clear blue sky, seeming to align perfectly with Yvonne’s presence. The spectacle was caught on camera by tourists and went viral almost instantly.

She shook her head, looking like she was holding back laughter. "Okay," she said, "I am Isabella Domitia, heiress to the Domitia fortune, and I have an offer for you." Isabella Domitia. I know that name. The Domitia family is one of the wealthiest families in Goldcrest City. "Let me guess," I said, "in return, you want me to keep your elopement a secret." "Exactly," she replied. "If you do that, I'll let you go to my home and be Isabella Domitia instead."