Heather Nicholas Novels & Stories

By the third loop, I was rock hard and could feel the pre-cum dampening my boxers, mind racing with how it'd feel to have her like that, live, pressed against me, her heat soaking through that flimsy skirt as she moved to my music. “What’s her name?” I asked, voice quieter than I meant. “Adele Langford,” Heather didn’t miss a beat. “Twenty-four. New face, small résumé. But she knows how to hold a camera.” I nodded slowly, still staring at the screen. “Yeah,” I muttered. “I can see that.” Heather studied me for a moment, her arms crossed. “She’s trouble, Nate. Stay away.” A corner of my mouth lifted. “You hired her because she’s trouble.”

They are like the models on the cover of High End magazine. "Ah ... here he is, Nicholas." muttered a girl standing not far from Alice. And she also looks just as beautiful. Her slightly curly dark brown hair framed her little face perfectly, her big brown eyes looked at me and Mr. Shaw alternated with a bit of surprise. "I didn't know Nicholas would be bringing guests." "Ludy, this is Eleanor Heather. Eleanor, this is Ludmila." Mr. Shaw introduced us, I smiled at her. Ludy returned my smile kindly, then Mr. Shaw pointed at the man beside Ludy "And this is Sebastian Moran, her husband."

I'd buried him in the sand six years back, and fuck if he didn't try to poke his ugly head up from time to time. "Kendal, this is Heather Turner. She's from UCLA and has been highly recommended for this new spot with us. You'll be her mentor until she gets her feet wet." He moved back, and I nearly choked. Not only was she ten steps past gorgeous, but I didn't need an introduction at all. Heather was the vice president of the sister-sorority that partied right alongside the Kappa's back in college. The number of times Damon and I had taken turns fucking the woman was embarrassing. My luck couldn't have gotten any worse.

She glanced at the screen, an unknown number flashing across the screen. "Hello?" she answered. "Sasha, it’s Nicholas," the voice said Sasha instantly recognized the smooth tone “Oh hey there, Lawyer, to what do I owe the honor.” “Still as witty as ever I see.” Nicholas said “Well, I am learning from the best” Sasha said laughing “It’s really a pleasure to hear from you.” “I am honored to call you oh beautiful one” Nicholas teased “I was wondering if you’d like to join me at a dinner party tomorrow night?"

" Heather walked slowly toward Charlie and slapped him across the face. She didn't hold back against that scumbag. Then, she raised the paper in her hand and announced, "Willow Harper is my daughter. She's the rightful heiress of the Chapman family."

The news anchor’s voice rang out: "Suzanne Smith, a renowned actress and heiress to the Smith Empire in Canada, has resurfaced after years of seclusion from the business world. She has announced the launch of the groundbreaking self-driving car project, Medal Cars, which has already gained approval from the most powerful businessmen worldwide. This marks a new era in AI-driven transportation." Their hands dropped from each other’s hair as they stared in stunned silence. Beatrice’s mouth fell open. "Suzanne… was an heiress to a powerful family?" she whispered, her voice trembling.

Nicholas sat behind his desk in his office at Hemsworth Global Company, having successfully removed all news related to his bad breakup with Jessica and his affair with her cousin. It had required hefty payments to various media outlets. Now, Nicholas recognized he had one more task ahead. Tomorrow, during his grandmother's birthday ceremony, he would be announced as the heir of Hemsworth Global Company. The thought alone filled Nicholas's heart with immense joy, but a problem loomed.

interrupted Alicia curiously. "Yes. Rich Greek's wife Veronica Smith came to the office with a sad face. Even just by looking at her face, we could tell that she was very lost after the death of her husband," Nicholas explained. He then frowned afterwards. "But when I asked her if she knew Natalie Heele, her behavior and expression suddenly changed. It was like she was scared, upset, or something I can't quite put my finger on." "So you think they know each other?" Nicholas immediately nodded his head and crossed his arms over his chest. "The plan is that I will visit their residence to check some things today. Can you come with me?"

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.

"Oh, that's fuck up." She look at his wristwatch and let out a deep breath. "I need to go. You do your part, act as Hilary as you could." after he said that he disappeared. Why do I need to do this? What is the purpose? What is the intention? I read some Thiera Luna works in Good Novel and when sleep kick in I put my phone in the side and fall asleep.