Novel & Cerita Heathers Oc

Nothing more could have been needed to have made immature fans jealous. Yup. Totally the most terrible day. Wet to the brim I was, I shrugged myself and entered the headquarters, where once again, the members were called in. Give them a vacation and this is what happens. You know, when some fans talk about Heathens and them needing a break, don't even get started. Immature fans like the likes of you don't let them have a vacation with rumors such as these. You call yourself a Heathens supporter, yeah, Hadford said that once too. What difference does it make you from him?

“Err. Not that I've heard of, but if he's seeing someone, wouldn't that information already be available online?” “True. It's just that he is—” Heather’s phone began to ring. “Oh. Excuse me.” She answered the phone. “Yes. Daddy, I've arrived at the hospital. I will be right there.” She hung up the phone and gave Emma a quick look. "We should talk later. I have a catalog with your contact information on it. I will give you a call then. Bye for now, Miss Facer.”

I watched Darius walk back toward the hotel entrance, his shoulders rigid with tension, disappearing through the doors without looking back. The moment he was gone, Heather's phone buzzed. She pulled it out and her expression shifted from curious to concerned in seconds. "Shit." She looked at me apologetically. "Emergency at the hospital. Multi-car pileup coming into the ER. I have to go." "Of course, go." I shifted Luna's weight on my hip. "We're fine." "I'm so sorry." Heather grabbed her purse from the car, leaving the shopping bags. "Rain check on the movie?"

Meanwhile, Heather had just returned to her home in Westchester. The hour was late. She had a large coat thrown over her shoulders. The moment she got out of the car, she sneezed loudly. The housemaid who came up to greet her quickly asked in a concerned voice, "Miss, are you okay? Did you catch a cold?” Her mind instantly jogged to how Caprice had grabbed onto her so that the two of them would tumble into the pool together. The memory prickled her. She would not forget the sheer spite she felt when she scrambled out of the pool only to see that Liam had carried Caprice away.

I yelled even louder, forcing her to jump back in fear as she gazes at me sadly. “Heather would never run away from anyone, including her bullies. She faces her fears head-on, like a true-born omega. No matter how sad or angry she is, she would never run away from home. If she is not at home, I suggest you try her school because that is where she is supposed to be today. She takes her studies very seriously, I’m sure you know that by now.” She responded boldly, looking me dead in the eyes.

Heather's gaze was cast to the skies, watching the sun with squinted eyes. "Yeah, we should be done by then. Where's Zen?" I looked around the area knowing if I found Zen then Quade and Enzo wouldn't be far behind. "Oh, he's at the other pack house with Alpha Quade and Enzo is probably off snogging someone in a corner," she ran her hands down her cotton dress, smoothing the material out with an annoyed expression masking her face. "Why do you look so chuffed about that?" I mocked sarcastically, feigning a British accent as best as I could. Being with Quade and Heather had taught me a thing or two about the way British people spoke.

It was a happy day for the Santos family since they were moving into a new house in a small town called Santa Monica. Amelia their daughter who was deaf was signing to her mom how excited she was to see her new room, while their son Andres was quiet, he was sad about their move since he had to leave his friends behind. They reached their new house Mr. Santos turned his car engine off and went down from his car and gave his wife the keys to their new house and asked her if she could open their house.

After risking my life to save Alpha heir mate Ethan and his father from the devastating rogue attack, I devoted three years to watching over him and helping our pack to reclaim its position at the top. But on the night of the victory celebration, standing beside him was his first love—the woman who had once abandoned him. 【Northern Pack's Alpha Heir Ethan's Triumphant Return, Reunited with Childhood Sweetheart】 The news headline dominated the entertainment section, the video thumbnail showing Ethan and Victoria standing side by side at the press conference, fingers intertwined.

There were scars everywhere from below her chest and her wrist, like she’s being abused far worse than what I know. Somethig tells me that her bruises have connection of why she wanted to end her life, but all in all, that’s just my assumption. The reddening of my vision caused me to stammer on my stance. This is probably a premonition of something, yet I wish it was not the place that I feared of. The whispering intensified, before it ended with a simple lifeless word, a transition from this world to the other. “Heather…” *** From the moment I woke up inside the red membrane, those eyes which gazed at me deeply stayed inside my mind. It’s been the third round already, yet in the last second