Helen Hoang Books Novels & Stories

“The book developed a will of its own. It could choose its bearer—one who was worthy. Many sought it, but during the War of Shadows, it vanished. We all believed it destroyed… until the day Princess Helen found it. Days before her arranged marriage, the book appeared and showed her the future. She ran away—returned pregnant months later. Her children were mixed-blood: Kara and Leigh. Helen’s father locked her away, calling her cursed.” Dee’s voice softened. “But Kara and Leigh weren’t her only children. Helen was pregnant then. On the day of her labor, she vanished. When they found her body, the baby was gone—never seen again. The king buried her here, believing both were dead. The book was

Its still early in the afternoon so I decide to do some light reading. Reece got over his possessive BS and let me carry on working. So, after the two months I’ve been working with as his assistant, Roy decided it’s time to let me shadow an editor in my spare time, which isn't much but it's a start. The editor is such a nice female. Her name is Helietta and she is a 600 year old fae who has been editing since the first printing press so I have a CRAP TONNE to learn from her. I sit all tucked up on one of the wicker chair on my office patio. I turn to the next chapter of one of the project books she gave me to edit. It's nothing big but it's still something. Immediately I'm hooked. Sounds sta

Thankfully the library is not sound proof so I can listen in. Ahsoka I watch as the woman they called Helen walks into the library and shuts the door. She is very pretty. Tall and slender with the most pretty blue eyes. Her hair is a light brown that reaches her shoulders. She sits in the chair opposite of me and gets out her pen and pad. “Hi Ahsoka. My name is Helen. I have been told you’ve been through a great deal. Would you tell me about it? Don’t worry I understand sign language.”

“She’s out of town. She works with Doctors Without Borders and she’s in a remote area with bad cell reception.” “Oh.” Helen smiled. “Well, I’m glad that’s all it is.” “Miss Helen!” an Asian woman said coming around the corner. “I pick a good color today!” “You always do, Bian. I have something for you.” She said pulling a small box out of her bag. “A little wedding present.”

Helen Cara glanced at Laura, Zelda read guilt in her expression, her tone softened a little, but still a little stiff, "By the way, I have one more thing." Laura asked curiously, "What else is there?" Helen Cara leaned over and said in Laura's ear, "Do you remember when we held a discussion meeting at Yen Bac University? Hengyi is back at work now, and the book club is temporarily managed by my father. The new newspaper has already been created, but the bookstore still lacks people, and my father wants you to help." Halfway through the sentence, she retreated and looked at Laura again, very alienated: "But now, I don't I'm too sure Miss Laura if you're willing. Of course, I won't and dare no