Heidi Mae Novels & Stories

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She looked up from her phone and blinked those green eyes. “A satellite? How do you have access to a satellite?” Papa asked, folding his arms with that stern papa look in his eyes. “Persephone Adelaide Fayte, did you hack the government again?” Crista demanded, all saucy, putting her hands on her hips. Again? Oh boy. What an exciting family my Papa has mated into.

"I know, but Damon…" My mother had suddenly appeared at the door, attracted by the brewing noise; her eyes had grown wide as she spotted Damon and Cassandra half-naked. "What is the meaning of this, Damon? Annie, why are you sobbing?" Cassandra seized the opportunity. She pointed at the pizza I mistakenly spilled on the floor. "Look, Mrs. Scarlett! Your ‘precious’ daughter tried to sneak in and attack Damon! She's trying to get obsessed with him! She doesn't want to accept that the Alpha already chose me. Your daughter keeps doing crazy things even when I'm the true Luna. I have been waiting for this poor thing of yours to leave him for me!"

One was an angel, and the other was the evil twin. She just finished dancing. Her denim ripped short pulled up, showing the viewers of her long shaped legs and a piece of gorgeous round arse. She sat back in front of the screen, making her warm and seductive eyes shone on the camera. I was one hundred percent it was Westley. Her hair right now was a wig. It didn’t look lively on the screen. She was using contact lenses, and this time, it was gray. Sindy Kate was typing an answer to her viewers.

"There are reasons why I’d prefer to keep a low profile." Dylan looked at me intently. "Dylan, please don’t call the camp owner. I don’t want to go through a lot of trouble and hide my identity," I said firmly. "It’s true," Dylan said, nodding, finally understanding me. "As an omega, no one will recognize me as the Alpha Princess because I’m in my omega state right now. I’d rather keep a low profile," I explained. "How would you like to be identified?" Dylan asked. "No big deal," I replied. "I’ll just be an ordinary parent."

I asked her, totally being confused. “Yes,” She pulled her to her side and held her arm, “She is going to be your wife in the future. Her name is Rachel Adams. Future CEO of Adams cooperatives.” She remarked. She had a wide smile which was kind of annoying to me. “I'm sorry, Noah. I should've probably introduced myself to you first.” “Why do you apologize, dear. He doesn't give interest in girls unlike other guys. So, he would've reacted the same if you weren't here.” My mom said, “Don't mind him.”

Harry asked desire was evident in his voice. "Yes!!" Quinn Shrieked. She stood up from her seat and ran towards Harry's seat to kiss his cheeks. "First time, you used your brain. I wanted to visit the Taj Mahal. The place is so amazing and Lovable. Kevin, we can take a lot of selfies from different angles and I will post them all on my Instagram. I can't even imagine how it looks like." She squealed like a kid looking upwards. "Of course, babe." Kevin pulled her on his lap and planted a soft kiss on her lips.

TOKYO, JAPAN CHLOE MAE BERSALES was wanted! Indeed. She'd been wanted in a good and bad way—from her enraged father to being a billion-dollar Baby Mama of an innocent soul that she would meet nine months from now. The page of her book went beyond extraordinary when the billionaire CEO of Greyson Stockholdings disclosed an offer she could not resist. Well, that was two months ago and in baby steps, she learned to play along in the cycle. An unexpected yet interesting progression in her old mundane life.

Why the hell is he the one to make me feel this way? Running my fingers through my hair, I got up from the couch and tossed the cigarette out the balcony. I can't even let this attraction get in the way of my plans. You know what they say, “to get over another, you have to get under another "Deciding to look sexy for the first time, I wear a black leather skirt with a split in the front. A black knee-high boots, a White crop top and top it off with smokey eye makeup. Checking myself in the mirror, I'm concluding that I look good. Grabbing the keys to my car, I head for that one-man house. ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡

I went up to my room to change, a pair of clothes I'd bought at a thrift store so I could look for a job folded on top of the desk, ready to be put on, I put them on and ran downstairs, feeling more and more hopeful. Bob explained to me on the way about the company his daughter worked for, and this made me very excited. It was a very famous cosmetics company, Make-Pró. It was a new brand, about five years old, but it was highly promising, many bloggers were talking about it, and I had her entire collection of lipsticks in my purse, which was cowardly stolen as soon as we arrived at the house Bob had given us in the Bronx.