Heather Wilkins Novels & Stories

That blurry picture he had of Summer was his wallpaper. "It's clearly her!" he said firmly. "Hey, who was that girl?" Terrence had only caught pieces of the incident and didn't really know who was involved. "Oh, if it isn't Mr. Dincht! What a coincidence! Were you here for some fun, too?" Someone recognized him. "I was. Who was that woman just now?" Terrence didn't recognize the other person at all. "You don't know? That was the sole heiress of the famous Hartford Group, the only daughter of the great actress Kristen Woods, Summer Hartford."

As Maddox’s PA, she had every right to stay here. The woman took an aggressive stance, shoving Iris backward repeatedly. “Are you going to throw me out, huh? Do you know who I am? I’m Lucille Hartley, the sole heiress of the Hartley fortune. One phone call is all I have to make to wipe out your existence from Maddox’s life. Leave my man alone or you won’t live to regret it.”

I watcher her slide the harness up her legs wondering if she was going to fuck me or if Gwen was the object of her desire. Sister two took another smaller looking harness out of the drawer and walked over to the side of the bed. When she spoke, I knew it was Heather. "As expected, Billy wasn't really satisfying, so you Slut Steph are going to take his place." I did not understand what she expected me to do as I was tied tightly and could not move. I looked again at the harness. It was definitely too small to fit around my waist if her plan was to put it on me and fuck herself. It also had what looked like a curved rabbit vibrator attached to it. For the record, I had never seen a Hitachi, bu

< Nina > “I haven’t formally introduced myself yet. My name is Heather Wilson, lawyer of de Milano Inc at your service... or whatever lawyers from TV are often depicted. We met when you first arrived here.” She says in a straight-laced face and I can only nod but only for two swift movements. I just recover from the shock of the news earlier. “Y-yeah, Yu told me about you.” “About Yu, it’s normal not to know his birthday when he doesn’t even mention it so don’t worry,” she reassures me as she twirls her curly hair.

Allow me to introduce myself, I am Jenni March, I am 18 years old, daughter of Rick and Rose, The Alpha and Luna of Crystal Forrest, a community nestled next to a quiet town in Southern Tennessee. I have lived here all my life and it is the most beautiful and charming place. Between the hills, and the creeks and rivers, its pure bliss.

Vincent drove, and Heather sat in the backseat, her face dark with anger. Suddenly, she said, "Winter, that little bitch, is actually a CEO at Everlast Tech. What the hell is she up to?" Vincent shrugged. "Everlast Tech is practically bankrupt. Even if she's the chairwoman, it's just a title. It means nothing." Satisfied, Heather sneered, "I hope so. I don't want her living well. But honestly, it's probably good she's off messing with that wreck of a company. That way, she drifts farther from Joshua, giving Jessica more time with him."

"She's so brave. I wouldn't be able to take it if I were in her shoes." "There's no way that she has ulterior motives. It's not like she can benefit from this situation. She's simply doing it to make sure that justice is served." Heather took a deep breath before continuing, "My name is Heather Cliffton. I was the second-highest-scoring scholar for the college entrance exam of this province." She paused, looking like she was suppressing her emotions. "I'm not doing this for myself. I admit that I felt a little unhappy when I learned that I had lost to Sarah by two points. But more importantly…"

Chapter 3 Kate’s POV Getting dressed in my cocktail dress, with the perfectly matching necklace from Lily, I slip my black flats on before looking in the mirror. I rarely wore heels – they weren’t practical for me and truthfully, I was a bit clutzy in them. As amazing as my wolf was, we could not conquer heels just yet. My hair was smooth and straight for the evening’s party. With minimal makeup – mascara and lip gloss - I was ready to go. At 5’11” I was taller than the average girl my age but attributed that to my Alpha heritage.

My name is Asher Smith CEO of Ash group of companies the number one top manufacturing company in New York and all over the country you can call me a mega Billionaire and that is why I don't want to be tied down with b**ches who only comes to me because of my money and how I handle them in bed. The b**ch my step mother brought is not exclusive and will I say she is the worst. I wonder where my stepmother got heard from, who even made her think she can boss over my workers with her so-called title of a fiancee and always wearing skimpy dresses exposing an unattractive boobs thinking I will fall for that, she's not even my type. I picked up my car keys and left the office to the beach the beach

Ingrate. "Welcome, Mr Harrell, it's amazing to have you here", she outstretched a hand expectantly. Before I could, Amara shook it. "Yeah, nice to meet you, I'm Mrs Sophie Sanders Harrell, you get the concept?", she explained. He almost laughed at her jealousy. Obviously, she had no idea how much he loved her and how he lived for her. The restaurant was dedicated to her, Sophie Sanders Harrell(SSH). It was her wedding present. He would let her know when they get married.