Heathers Novels & Stories

She mentioned her admiration for the area's beauty and how it had given her some ideas for their gardens at home. Then, my mother told me about the Alpha's daughter, Tori, and how much she admired her. Tori was a descendant of the Zahara bloodline and a true healer like her grandmother. My mother was taken with her and wanted me to meet her. I was surprised to hear she was the same healer supposed to come to Hidden Valley to heal me. She had been missing for seventeen years, and the Alpha had only recently reunited with her.

"You don't think I can take you on? Your deadbeat brain can't even come up to save your life." "When Heather comes back, you will need to watch your back," she said through her screams of pain. What the fuck? Is Heather coming back? I stopped a fist in midair, pondering about Heather returns. But that didn't matter to me. "Oh yeah, let her come. Because I'm not that scared little bitch everyone knew. She can come at me with everything she got. You're seeing the real Aphrodite Catherine Reid, and she's back." Then I hit her. Her head fell back. She closed her eyes and was unable to move.

“No, that can’t be true.” “It’s true.” The cat replied, listening to her almost fearful yet obvious thoughts. “How? I don’t get it. So, Matt’s dead? He won’t come home? Then who was home all these days? Who got me pregnant?” Heather lashed, pulling her hair out. She took a vase from the nearby stand and threw it at the cat who slid aside immediately.

Heather said, sounding depressed. “You shouldn’t provoke Kasey anymore. You will gain nothing by doing so. Heather coldly sneered. “Do you think I deliberately angered her as well? To her, my presence is nothing more than fuel to her anger. Do you want me to die?” “I didn’t mean it like that,” Percy hurriedly explained. Heather took a step back and evaded Percy’s extended hand before turning around to leave. However, she was suffering from extreme amounts of agony with just a few steps.

“She's calling me from London. You remember you met her?” “Yes, I know who Catherine is.” She couldn't believe how calm and cool she sounded when she was dying inside. “You do?” His eyes narrowed for a moment, but she kept her face quite impassive with a will she'd never known she possessed. “Oh, right…” Her calmness seemed to reassure him. “Her usual gossipy moment… Always does this… She’s so annoying sometimes…” Brody didn't even seem concerned. She had turned before he had even finished speaking, walking towards the stairs with carefully measured steps on legs that threatened to let her down at any moment.

Heather literally screamed the words and made both Carella and Mark grint their teeth. "How could i ever forget your voice? Its still the same..." Carella crossed her arms over her chest. "I didn't know you'd be here. Hell i didn't even know you were back." Carella commented in an expresionless voice that made Heather frown. "Not happy to see me, huu?" Heather mocked but still failed to get a reaction from Carella. Heather and Carella were pretty much the opposite. By that, it means while Heather was the ultimate bully, Carella was the poor blind girl who was easy to pick on.

“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

In the magic plane, Thea is still unconscious. Lady Tina is concerned for the other woman. "Why is she not waking up?" Lady Tina asked the healer, who is an older man with grey hair. He is their family healer and is a very good one. He is on the shorter side of the height scale and his eyes hold wisdom and knowledge. He adjusted his thick glasses on his nose and looked at the Lady on the bed, who laying down unconscious.

She faked a cry. "Shut up! I said shut up!" I raised my voice again and she sobbed like she was in pain. If anyone had been in my shoes, they would have fallen for her trap. But who she is kidding? I'm Harry, the legend of every girl's dream boy who never falls for another trap. "Listen, bitch!! If I ever see you cross my life, just consider you would lose everything. I mean it, So don't play with me ever." I warned and stormed out of the bar.

“You can stare up at the sky all you want and pretend not to hear me. I get it. What can I know? I’m just Heather’s sister. Probably the last person you want to see, but she’s been different lately. You don’t know it, but I do. She has always been a good sister. The one who followed the pack. Never made waves. Did as she was told. I don’t know if you know this, but Heather has wanted to find her mate since she was a little girl. She planned the wedding. She had this notebook of what she wanted her mate to be like. They were long stupid lists of kind and smart, but ferocious. How he would love her above everyone and everything else, because she was completely devoted to him.” “That’s not the