Heathers Oc นิยาย & เรื่องราว

She swept into the house passed Becky and looked around, her eyes taking in the details of the foyer. “It still looks the same,” she said turning to Becky. “Where is my daughter?” “Abby is still asleep,” Becky said. “It’s barely six a.m.” Heather stood with her hands on her hips, her skinny white jeans hugging her thin legs, her spiked heels giving her an extra couple of inches on Becky and the look on her face was dangerous. “I want to see her.” “Come into the kitchen and let me get you a cup of coffee and then I will go and get Abby.” Becky led the way to the kitchen, hearing the clip-clop of her heels as Heather followed her.

Tyrone and Hector had few interactions with each other. However, Hector was not a nobody, and they were both from the same social circle. That was why they still needed to maintain some courtesy with each other. Once Heather's figure could no longer be seen in the corridor, there was a hint of seriousness on Hector's handsome face. "That's your brother's girlfriend, isn't she? Can you please introduce me to her? I wish to speak to her." Hector had already run a background check on Heather during this short time. However, he only managed to find out she was Greg's girlfriend, and that she was a screenwriter. He also found some photos, that was all.

"Heather, I don't want to waste either of our time; just tell me what you want." Initially, Heather had wanted to say something else to irk Jim, but as soon as she heard his tone, she settled down and said, "Charlotte has returned to Merchant City. "The last time I saw her, she was at the police station to visit Luna."

“Can you handle it?” “I can handle it,” I assured him. “You can quiz me.” “How old are you?” “Twenty-four.” “Parents?” “Dad left and Mom lives in Calabasas. I send her money every month. She doesn’t need it, but I want her to have it.” “What street did you live on?” “East Warren Avenue. There’s a little duck pond down the road and it freezes over in the winter.” “Good. School?” “Derby High School. It’s right next to a McDonalds. I would go there on Fridays to get an ice cream thing and wait out my mom’s boyfriend so he would be gone by the time I got home.”

“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.

“OK. Got it. I’ll fill you in when we get back. Take care.” “What did Uncle Shane say?” I ask not being able to contain myself. “He said that Heather had a vision.” Heather is having visions. I really have missed a lot back home. “She saw Meg on the run, the two hunters that were tracking her were able to tranquillize her and they were loading her into a dark blue van. The van was in a dirt parking lot surrounded by trees. Heather said she could hear a stream or maybe a river nearby and there was what looked to be what was left of a sign lying on the ground face down. There was also what she says looked like an old cabin/store type of building that has half collapsed.”

I reply. We both laugh at that. I was with Jonny when we ran into Heather at some place in Kentucky. She was here looking at a college when they literally bumped into each other. She started yelling at him to watch where he was going. I laughed when they both realized they were mates. They have been inseparable since. Heather has been a great help. She still has a few friends that she talks to back in her old pack and they have been telling her what is going on.

They're on their way home," Lisa answered to cut the discussion. She was about to walk away when a little voice sounded. "Where did he come from, and who's with him? Isn't Dad in Montana?" It was Heather, who was stepping down the stairs. "Auntie Stacy!" Heather's eyes widened, and she rushed with open arms to hug Stacy. Stacy bent down to embrace her. "Heather, baby, look at you! You've grown so fast! Auntie missed you." She gently pinched her cheek and brushed her hair backward. "I miss you more." She hugged her Aunt tightly.

She mumbles under her breath while recollecting the reason for her visit. “I will investigate where Hannah is currently staying while you… my darling daughter… you need to know what this pendant looks like. So it would be easier for us to search for it. Do you understand?” Hector uttered. MEANWHILE… Hannah sat near the window of the Front Porch Café located in Thackeville, Oklahoma, waiting patiently and excitedly for her friends to arrive.

In the meantime, she paid close attention to Zayne’s phone, worrying that Jason might get too far away; given Jason’s speed, Heather thought he might drive out of Bradfort City at any moment. I have to intercept Jason as soon as possible. However, Heather couldn’t think of better routes to get to the outskirts of the town from the city center. In these kinds of situations, Heather wished she could fly. Moreover, the traffic in the city center was hectic. As such, Heather prayed that Jason would make a turn and stop going further.