Heathers Doll Novels & Stories

Heather's boutique was obviously a high end shop. The front showroom was a combination of lingerie and dresses, skirts and blouses. I let my hands roam over the silky material of a camisole but I didn't look at the price. I think I was scared to look. Heather kept walking toward the back of the store and turned back to look at me. "I keep the kind of stuff Victoria likes back here," she said. "Come with me." I scurried to catch up to her. "I appreciate you opening early for me," I told her.

That afternoon while I was drinking coffee, my lawyer friend called. He said he'd finished preparing the mate bond dissolution agreement and sent it to my email, asking me to check if anything needed to be added. "It's very thorough, thank you." I quickly scanned through it. "When I get back to Crimson Ridge pack, let's get together." I heard Adrian's laughter on the other end. "Well, I should thank our Alpha heiress in advance." "Sage, congratulations on dissolving the mate bond. Come home soon." My heart warmed. Adrian had been my childhood friend. Six years ago when I stayed in Silver Moon pack for love, he was the first to object.

"But it is. I find it hilarious you think I had any intention of sharing you, pretty baby. Don't you understand you belong to me? Now, when I let you go, I want you on your hands and knees and you are going to crawl to the tray, grab one of those skewered bites in your teeth and bring it to me. And I would suggest you not drop it, Skin-sheath. Not if you know what's good for you." Saving his thoughts on how big a jerk Hades was for the time being, Doll slithered off his lap and started the short crawl to get to the table and the tray. To his surprise, Hades didn't use the toys the whole way, choosing instead to suggest the things he wanted to do to Doll’s tight, round ass as he watched from

The other women toned down a little when they heard Heather. Heather then looked at Caprice. “Caprice, are you two just friends?” “What about it?” Caprice asked cautiously. Heather said, “If I see something I like that’s expensive, I won’t let my friend buy it for me. Why don’t you buy it yourself, so that Young Master Rockon here won’t have to embarrass himself?” Caprice was surprised by Heather’s words. Why would Heather want her to buy the ear studs herself? Was it to mock her for being poor, or was it something else?

THOUSANDS YEARS AGO " Let me go!!! Leave me alone!!!" Heather shouted as the guards grab her tightly " We are sorry young Miss,,but the master won't spare us if we don't come home with you " One of the guards said " I promise I will go home,,,I have something to do please,,let me go,,I promise to return back home " Heather said in tears Heather is the daughter of one of the popular master in the town,,,her parents never allow her go out. She doesn't have any friends, men always stay away from her to avoid her father's wrath,in her own world she feel so lonely and dying inwardly.

She looks down and notices that her feet are bare and she has been stripped of everything but her bra and panties. "Ignoring me won't work! You have no idea what you have stumbled onto you ignorant whore. I know you must be desperate to stay close to Casey, but going after his father is not the way to do it," Meredith Dillon sneers as she walks up to Heather and pulls at her hair for her to look up. The pain in Heather's head is making itself known. Whatever was used to knock her out certainly left its mark. She can feel blood dried in her hair and congealed at the base of her neck. However, she cannot worry about that injury right now.

All eyes turned to the woman who had just stepped out onto the back deck. Heather. She wore white jeans, a white jacket, and a bright yellow top, with not a hint of Abby’s signature pink anywhere on her. He watched as Abby lifted her head, a hopeful look on her face, and then the sadness he saw as she realized her mother hadn’t done the one thing she’d asked. In a sea of every shade of pink imaginable, Heather stood out like a sore thumb which was probably her intention. Heather hated it when anyone else was in the spotlight, even if that other person was her daughter.

"Dumb asses, I bet they didn't know this was here” She grinned as we both walked in and all I could do was feed my eyes because this was new to me. I could also bet my room back at my father’s house could fit in here. I saw her open one of the wider drawers and pull out a big bag with a silver combo lock hanging off of it. “Just where I expected it to be.” She stated "Yeah…that’s it, let's…" She started but froze and put a finger to her lips, pointing her other finger to her ear, signaling if I had heard anything. Listening closely, the sound of a car door being shut filled my ears and I slowly nodded.

Alexander raised his hand and indicated for her to stay calm, then took his phone to the courtyard to make a call. Ten minutes later, someone arrived, panting out of breath. “CEO Sterling, I’ve brought all the stuff you wanted, are we starting right now?” The newcomer was wearing jeans with holes and a grey cotton jacket, and had a striking dark blue earring on his left ear. Bella was surprised to find that he was actually a familiar face. Of course, a familiar face meaning that Bella recognised him, but he did not recognise her at all. He was a makeup artist known as “The Godly Hand” under Longster Entertainment and the personal makeup artist of the famous actress, Graclyn Swat, Arthur.

“Yes, I am working late hours again tonight.” But Heather knew she was lying. She knew that because she saw her mom pack an overnight bag containing fishnets, handcuffs, a black whip, and some packets. On one of the packets the words “Cummy edible panties” were written across the black package. And since she had heard her mom tell someone over the phone to meet her at someplace in an hour she knew she was not going to work but was seeing another man. But she didn’t say anything to Rachel, she simply allowed her to drop her off at the Fudge’s, at least she got to study and play with Charlie. The Fudges were very kind to her. Mrs. Fudge baked the best cakes and Heather loved cakes as much as s