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BLURB For three years, Seraphina gave everything she had to a man who never saw her clearly. She cooked, she endured, she stayed quiet through every insult his family threw at her, and she secretly kept his failing business alive from the shadows, without him ever knowing it was her. Then his first love walked back through the door, and Seraphina disappeared. She walked out as his invisible wife and came back as Seraphina Vaughn, the hidden heiress of the most powerful family in the country. The woman two dangerous older brothers would tear the world apart for, the woman every powerful man in the city now wants standing beside him. Damian thought she would come back within a week; bu

As long as Heather was happy,he was happy. **** What do you think about our main characters? Do they speak to you? Because, honestly Heather speaks volumes to me. *giggles* Would love to hear your thoughts on the chapter.

“I’m sure there’s a way to oust Chelsea from the presidency.” “That’d be nice. Send Yelena, Bethany, Margie, Katie, and Skye away with her,” Heather said dreamily. “Those are the worst offenders?” I asked, thinking. Heather nodded. “Yeah.” “I think you need a break. Would you like to come over to my place and watch some Asian romantic comedies?”” Heather laughed. “Could we watch the one where he falls in love with a ghost?” I loved that show. It was hilarious how the ghost tricks the exorcist into doing things for her. “Absolutely. We’ll have popcorn, and sodas, and we can snuggle under blankets and laugh at ridiculous situations!”

I am trying to ignore it and when I make my way to my locker to get my books, I hear clicking heels along the tiles floor and when I pull my hand out of my locker just in time before it catches my hand, I turn around and see Heather standing there sneering at me. “You think your so special! You look like a little slut, trying to catch the eye of the future Alpha. You are nothing but a worthless human and a whore. You will never be his mate. I’ll make sure of that!” I see her hand come up and I already know what is going to happen next but before she can make contact, I hear a growl and when I look to see where it came from, I see heather pushed against the wall of lockers and Max has his han

" Heather scoffs, her hurt laughter making my body tense but I don't let my act of bravely falter. Her friends look ready to kick my lone ass at her order. I look them straight in the eyes so they know I am not scared. I am afraid of course, I just don't plan on showing it. What are they fighting me for anyway? I won the Emporer fair and square. Heather steps forward further until we are literally breathing into each other's face, and now I can see it in her red eyes, she's been crying. I feel uncomfortable being so close to her, have I ever mentioned that she has this hideous aura that makes you feel like you're facing off with a witch.

Over the last few years, Heather had become resigned to this life and just tried her best to live her life quietly and respectfully. While she waited for her order, she toyed with the paper straw in her drink. She wasn’t really paying attention to anything. Just relaxing in silent contemplation. How would she get out of girl’s night this week? She struggled with those nights. It was loud and crowded. The girls just wanted to cut loose for the night and Heather just felt out of place. She wanted to spend the night with a good book. Her to be read pile was huge because she kept forgetting to take a book to work with her for the quiet times like today and, well, it would be nice to read about a

I groaned as Heather kept tossing and turning me around the bed while pulling my arm, "Damn it, I just want to sleep," I uttered to her slightly opening my eyes, She laughed out loud at him and when she let go of my hand, I watched her stand akimbo with my eyes widely open, "Well, at least I got you to open your eyes fully. I was told you wouldn't even open your eyes." There was a mischievous smirk on her face, and it was then I realized that she beat me again. Heather always beats me. She's the smart pants and the one with the brains, the looks, the beautiful smile, and most importantly, the most beautiful heart anyone could have.

“The only cure for Wolf’s Fury is death.” I turned to see Heather striding toward me in her cheerleading uniform, her hair slicked back into that signature blonde ponytail of hers. Her shoulder bumped against the student who had been speaking to me before as she passed by him, knocking the books out of his arms, but she didn’t even seem to notice as he hurried to pick them all up. She didn’t stop until she was a few paces away from me. “Not for Eric,” I retorted. Heather let out a barking laugh and placed her hands on her slender hips. “What makes you say that? Did you already find that cure you were looking for?”

KEIRA’s POV My eyes scanned the words written on the book that was spread out on my thighs. It was business gibberish, and quite frankly, I was having a hard time assimilating anything. Even though I had no classes, it did not stop me from studying. Despite the fact that my mental health was crumbling away like worn-out paint. I flipped to the next page and decided to focus. I made myself more comfortable on Clint's fluffy sofa and relaxed into it.

They all knew how sacred my personal library was, to me. I stood up and made my way out of the dinning room, Heather following behind. We got to my chambers and I proceeded to change into my sleep clothes. Heather on the other hand, changed into one of my big shirts. "Could you give me a spare key too?" She suddenly asked, making me chuckle for the first time since father gave me that annoying order. "Why?" "So I can read, obviously!" She replied, sounding slightly offended. "Heather, we both know you have never loved books. You do not have any passion for reading. I literally have to beg you to join me sometimes. You're only doing this because...."