Heathers Christian Slater Novels & Stories

But the blood-red words were still there, floating right in front of me. 【It's over. The second you step into the advanced healing room, they'll call the Luna's time of death.】 【They're just waiting for you to walk in and be the damn scapegoat.】 【The entire room will cover for the Elder's daughter, Stella. They'll pin the Luna's death on you and call it medical malpractice.】 【BE CAREFUL!】 I gasped, a sharp intake of breath. Stella. She was a healer from my class and the only daughter of Head Elder Harrison.

“And although I don’t really care if you want to be an annoyance to the people around you just because you think they owe you the world, I think you need to wake up from dreaming honey this world owes you shit just because you knew how to look cute when you’re a child.” Heather looked like a second away from punching me, “Who do you think you are?” “Me? I’m Elena, I would say nice to meet you,” I started with a neutral voice, “But seeing you’re an A-class bitch I would rather not associate with you.” Despite the confidence of my words, in reality, I was trembling inside, Heather was a very intimidating figure in the past, I tried not to get in her way as much as I could and with my position

"She’s just an assistant, I can get a new one from HR tomorrow." For him, the things he wanted were always within reach, nothing worth fussing over. How dare she treat him like this? Heath splashed cold water on his face and stared at the red mark in the mirror. The slap made him furious. He gritted his teeth. Prisley wiped away her tears, walking numbly down the street. There weren't many pedestrians on this early weekend morning. Despite the warm spring sunlight, she still felt cold. Heath's sudden transformation into a demon had frightened her. In the four years they’d working together, she had never seen him like this, acting as he'd lost his mind.

She rushed over and was about to slap Skyler’s face. However, Eliza caught Heather’s hand before she could slap Skyler. Eliza slapped Heather hard. “This is for Vice President Joslin’s wife. You’re still so arrogant even though you’re a homewrecker.” Heather fell to the floor from the slap. Her mouth bled, and her face swelled. Everyone was dumbfounded. They did not expect Eliza’s slap to be stronger than a man’s despite her petite figure. “Director, Eliza slapped me!” Heather found it unacceptable and cried. “I’m reporting this to the police. Catch her, quick. I won’t let this matter slide.”

“She didn’t? Where is she?” “She spent the night with a friend last night,” Victoria said. “She had called me to let me know so I wouldn’t worry.” “What friend? What is her – or his name?” Julian hoped it wasn’t a he, but what other reason would Chastity have to run away from him like she did? “Heather Hart,” Victoria answered. “Nice girl from a middle-class family. She went to Columbia University with Chastity. They both majored in mathematics.” “I see. Where does Heather live?”

Carella, Heather and Betty. Which one stabbed their Sophia in the back?

“Stay away. All the catty witches will start fighting over them. Sit back and let the competition take themselves out. Those two will take any women mixed up with them down when they fall. They are trouble on two or four legs. Sexy trouble, but trouble.” Heather’s words annoyed Rose. Heather was always a little jealous. She was the daughter of the Rolling Meadows Pack Healer. Rose knew Heather didn’t believe she belonged. She believed her father’s position made her less than, but they didn’t care. So, Amber had to drag Heather to these events.

Probably some guy gave her a fake number in the bar. "I know what it is. But who are you?" She again asks me anxiously. "I am secretary of the President of the Damison Group. My name is Ethan Stone." I reply to her irritatingly, as she is wasting my time. I need to go home and take a lavender bath with my rubber ducks.

“Well, I'll keep in mind that murdering a girl's entire family is romantic.” Christian chuckled, and I was briefly distracted by the chills that ran through me at that. He stood from his chair and walked round the desk to pick the book from my hand. “You can say whatever you want, Olivia, but Slater was a hero.” “He was an asshole.” He laughed again. Now he was standing facing me, and I found myself trying to put some distance between us until my back hit the desk. Christian cornered me, towering over me as his gaze swept over my eyes, and then my lips.

She said while rolling her eyes at me but before I could even react or say something to defend myself and as an extension Jace from her snarky advice and remark the girl overtook me and bounced up the stairs going all the way to my room, "Sigh... This girl" Feeling dejected I dropped my head before shortly after I followed behind with hands stuffed inside the pocket of my PJ's while taking each step up the staircase but in the process I flailed my arms at the elbow with each step which gave the impression of an exasperated bird except mine was done out of fatigue "Kleo Alexis Dawson, what the fuck!!" I had barely made it up the stairs but this was the greeting I got from Dawn and did i forge