Heidi Novels & Stories

Those whose crimes warrant a sentence to eternal punishment were sent to the darkest regions of Erebus or down the pit of Tartarus. There stood a great palace made of black rock and crystal, the abode of a tall slender goddess Hades. Her majestic black robe and puissant look made those around her cower in fear. Mortals were afraid to even mention her name. Very few knew her as Áïda. Perhaps for fear of pronouncing it, they started calling her Hades.

She pressed the green button. “Hello, good evening madam.” The tiny female voice made her ears twitch for a second. She sat up and cleared her throat, “Hi. Good evening. How are you doing?” “I’m fine madam. I hope I’m speaking with the owner of The Glitz Fashion Home?” “Yes.” “I’m Adelina and I’m calling from KlasyRhodes fashion home, Luanda. We need you to create some designs ma. We want to put up a fashion show and we need new unusual foreign designs.”

I looked at her and took in her fire engine red hair and peaches and cream skin tone, and her stunning green eyes. "My name is Heidi, and I am here to escort you to the Alphas office," she stated as we continued walking. We made our way through the mansion, and suddenly stopped at an incredibly large wooden door. As soon as we stopped, Heidi knocked on the door, and a moment later an incredibly masculine voice called out, "Come in." Heidi opened the door and pulled me inside with her. I had noticed that Heidi seemed to be an incredibly bossy and domineering person,

“Auntie Julie”, she cried with tears threatening to spill from her bright eyes. “I don’t want to go to that school anymore!” Julie made the monumental decision to be the guardian of her late sister Mara’s beautiful daughter when she died shortly after giving birth to Hannah. Being a mother isn’t easy, even for a normal child and Julie knew this. The problem was that Hannah wasn’t a normal child, and Julie learned when Hannah was very young that she had a strange ability to just know things.

"Are you blind? Heidi is the boss’s daughter! Where did this knockoff come from? Since when does she get to take my daughter's things?" The girl opened her eyes, stood up, and looked down at me like I was dirt. She grabbed a glass from the table and smashed it against my head, then spat at me. "Unbelievable," she snapped. "My mom is Stella, the CEO of Dixon Corporation, and my dad's one of the top executives. I'm their precious daughter. You call me a fake again, and I'll have my mom shut you up for good!" The room tilted. My legs almost gave out.

the man FINALLY responds, earning a sigh from Heidi. “Please.” As he proceeds to leave the room, Heidi approaches the glass windows, slides them open, and steps out to the balcony. She leans on the handrail before looking down to see how far from the ground she is. Then her hands wrap around the steel rail, tightening. Hunter, the arsehole! Does he really plan to keep her captive here? And for what purpose? “Fuck you, Hunter,” she mutters, followed by a scream into the cold night. “Fuck you!”

My gaze dips to his left hand and there's no wedding ring. Beautiful. "What's your name, princess?" I'm about to say Trisha but hold myself back last minute. "Tee." "Tee? That's a new one. I'm Gideon." "It's nice to officially meet you," I say, and we shake hands, exchanging another smile. I can't seem to stop smiling and my face is probably going to hurt tomorrow. That's not the only thing that'll be sore if tonight goes as planned, I think wickedly and innocently sip my beer.

And wow—Grace didn’t just live up to the rumors, she surpassed them. Heidi had always considered herself attractive… UNTIL Grace walked in. It was like the lighting itself favored her. A flicker of envy flared in Heidi’s chest, and whatever joy she’d felt talking to Raphael earlier vanished like candlelight in a gust of wind. Grace, like many women, felt it instantly—that subtle hostility. She walked over to Raphael and gave him a look, silently asking: And who’s this? Heidi jumped in before he could speak. “I’m Heidi,” she said with a bright smile. “Raphael’s cousi

At least not without a better solution to ending the war. Leah got up from her seat and headed to her room. She had a lot to think about. She knew one thing for sure: she didn't want to mate with Theodore Blackwell. Leah entered her room and went straight to the bathroom. Once showered and changed, she got into bed and promptly gave into exhaustion.