Heathers Christian Slater Novels & Stories

“I am preventing escalation. Silverveil harbors what is ours. Silverveil has interfered with our internal structure. Silverveil—” “Silverveil protected a hunted wolf and an injured woman who were bleeding on our porch when you left them to rot,” Heather said, bright and vicious. Eyes snapped to her. Heather smiled sweetly, like she wasn’t holding a blade behind that smile. She tilted her head, braid slipping over her shoulder. “Hi,” she chirped. “Heather of Silverveil. You might remember me from such performances as ‘try that again and I’ll make you swallow your teeth.’ Just wanted to introduce myself, since we’re all being so polite.”

We fell silent again and continued looking on as Gabriela, Esme and Dolores took turns slapping the shit out of Heather. SLAP! “I fucking made you breakfast!” Gabriela seethed. “Something tells me you’re particularly annoyed by that one.” Blaine commented, earning a sharp glare that had him backing up a step. Heather’s face was an angry shade of red now, but she looked up at us out of eyes filled with rage. “Your children are hateful and annoying, and you.” She turned her gaze to Gabriela, “Your eggs were tasteless. If there’s one thing I’m glad about, it’s that I no longer have to pretend that I liked being here.”

Heather POV I can’t believe those two. I made my way up the stairs. As I turn down the hall that leads to the Alpha’s quarters, I faintly hear two people arguing at the other end of the hall that sound like Quinn and Meg. Normally I would have checked to see if everything was ok, but right now I’m so pissed at those two. I stomped through the door, running right into Shane. He catches me by my shoulders. If he hadn’t, I would have been on my ass. Looking up, way up, I looked Shane dead in the eye. “Your sons are jerks.” I didn’t wait to see what his reaction was, I just headed for the stairs. As I was opening the door to my room, I heard Reed and Lucas come in the front door. “What the hell

She then read the words again. “Hea…Heather?...” He brows creased. Out of the blue, a scene passed by her view, rendering her to flinch. It was her memory of the time she jumped down the building. She remembered it vividly when a guy called her Heather before everything went black. But, what is the correlation between Heather and her? Why was this name is etched on a flesh and why is she inside this almost destroyed space? The ground shook, premoniting the coming of a fall. Elaine had no time to ponder more about it, yet she need more time to guess. Before the rubble of flesh again fell on her for the third time, she loudly announced a random sentence on a flesh.

Until we meet again, Heatherians. THE END

He couldn't even look at her. He knew it all along that it was to come, but he never accepted. His mate used to tell him that she was having dreams of her demise. That her mate would live in sorrow but living, nonetheless, for their daughter. Her mate raising their daughter in a fierce warrior. Her daughter.... standing with her head held high im a battlefield between the living and he dead while everyone knelt in front of her. Submitting.

When Katherine woke up she was surrounded by the people she had come to know Over the last few days people she had come to consider her friends: Giselle, her teacher, mentor, friend; Sofia, the sister Katherine had always longed for but never had in Melody; Ray Stalls and Tracy Adams, the Couple who couldn't stop fighting... or stay away from each other either; Moonbeam, a vegetarian, earth-loving girl whose voice was always soft and kind, never a harsh word escaping her lips, and her boyfriend who was the complete opposite, Jamie Madison.

He pulled me into his chest and wrapped his arms around me. “It is, but we have to sit patiently and wait. Right now, we pray that the doctors can fix him, and he’ll come back to us. Teaghan could also use a shoulder as well.” I looked over to see that she had returned and was sitting in a chair off in the corner occasionally wiping a tear from her cheeks. “I’m happy for both of them, but I don’t know her very well.” “She’s a widow. Lost her mate six or seven years ago to a rogue attack I believe. She’s also one of the top female warriors in the pack. Trained by the Alpha himself and even won a spar or two against him.”

This can't be. This can't be true... I'M IN THE BODY OF HILARY!

…Cassandra POV… Christian has just stood up; now, if I think that he was getting up to go outside or even to gents, then I am sadly mistaken. He is walking to the edge of the stage where I am standing. He comes straight up to me, and I immediately drop my eyes to my feet. I think I can just about die right now. But then he whispers, “Heather, I know you are new, so I am going to help you with this. I have been there before, so I will show you how it is done.”