Heathers Novels & Stories

And the other dark and broken. She did not have a rose in hand like the rest, She had sage surrounding lavenders . The sage he grew with her, and the lavender whose scent he loved. But those flowers did no longer give her happiness, Every part of her day reminded her of him. She wanted him to get up, to get back to her. But he did not. He was gone forever. "Rose" she turned around as she heard her mother voice, "Lord Edmund is here to pay his respect, go greet him for once" She shook her head. "Rose, for me" Rose hesitate but her mother grabbed her hand slowly and they walked into the castles towards the halls.

Heather stood dumbfounded, "you can't do this to me! I am Heather Banks, I will not be treated like this, a stupid little she-wolf will not unseat me!" I heard snarls, I looked to Delmor thinking it was him, to my surprise, Luna Adina had grabbed Heather, holding her by the throat. "That is my niece you are talking about, one more word out of you and I will gladly rip you to shreds." She looked poised to shift at any moment. I could feel Aura as she entered the room. I turned to see her, she was wearing sweatpants, her favorite tank top, and of course, her pink slippers. She was watching from the doorway.

“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 felt completely sick to my stomach, my heart ached terribly for the woman who was my substitute mother, I gave Clair a silent glance of remorse, knowing that I needed to be strong no matter how badly I wanted to cry. I was hating everything at this very moment but before I could really hate anything a figure appeared, like a viper in the mist, A creature bound to get my attention. Heather made her way through the group to the front, her belly swollen slightly with a small but sheepish grin playing across her face, her wild red hair was blowing untamabley in the wind. "Draven, we need to talk darling" she said in her foreign accent.

"Since the heavens have sent you to me, it must be fate! What's so great about Ambrose Darby? The great head of the Elysium Gate is about to lose his lover to another man. I promise you'll be happy for the rest of your life with me, ha ha… Come here and give me a kiss…" Ether grew with excitement as he spoke, bringing his lips closer and closer… "Disgusting!" Heather was filled with humiliation and anger at the sight of Ether inching closer toward her. However, her hands were bound, so she spat coldly onto his face. "You're the disgrace of this desert, you shameless bastard. Brother Ambrose is the only one I want," said Heather with a stony expression. "Do you really think you have the right

Although my mother is the Luna and does not normally attend births of the pack she was by Melissa’s side when Heather was born, just four days before I was. Heather is one of the packs beauties. She is very tall with long legs and shimmering blond hair. The Mood Goddess blessed her with high cheek bones, and a voluptuous hourglass figure. When Heather walks into a room all the men stare at her beauty. Unfortunately, her beauty is only skin deep. Heather has broken my nose on multiple occasions and has spread rumors throughout the pack that I am a slut. She blames me for her not being the next Luna. According to Heather my brother was probably her destined mate.

She dropped to all fours, muscles coiling. Heather shifted smoothly, putting her body between them. “It’s okay,” she said softly. “You don’t have to remember right now. You’ve been through hell.” “He needs to go,” the girl snarled. “David’s my mate,” Heather answered without hesitation. “He won’t touch you. He’s only here because I am.” “Mate?” “Yeah. Like… the guy who sticks around. Forever. My husband, basically.” “He stinks.” Her nose wrinkled.

After Afro took a look at all the items that were on sale, he exclaimed, "Look at all the anti-bird items here! I'm telling you, the final boss must be some sort of seabird!" "Seems like whoever defeats that thing will get the reward for this scenario!" But at that point, none of them had enough coins to buy anything that would have been useful. More ironically, the highly-priced items were all the gifts that the Swans had discarded, the ones that I had tried to give them upon returning. The discomfort in my throat still hadn't faded. I took out my coins, planning to buy a digestive solution, but Anna's voice came from beside me. "Mom, Dad, I want to buy the Sea Maiden's Dress. This banquet

“They got rid of me like a piece of trash. This pack has too many bad memories. I need to go somewhere far and start over.” “Do you really have to leave?” She nodded. “The sooner the better. I’m sorry I won’t be here for your mating ceremony.” I was seated facing the bar’s entrance, and saw Heath walk in with a petite brunette. He walked ahead of her like a bodyguard. That must be the sister he spoke about when he caught me during one of my low moments. Sienna followed my stare. “Heather,” she hissed. “What is that bitch, doing back in town?”

" Heather walked slowly toward Charlie and slapped him across the face. She didn't hold back against that scumbag. Then, she raised the paper in her hand and announced, "Willow Harper is my daughter. She's the rightful heiress of the Chapman family."