Helen Park Novels & Stories

Helen was the daughter of Alpha from the Payten Pack, and her parents were very open-minded. Helen had an independent personality and moved out on her own as soon as she graduated from college. She currently lived in a single apartment near her workplace, and as the name suggested, most of the residents inside were alone, such as Helen herself. The apartment was not far from Night Bar, and it took about ten minutes for a taxi to arrive at the entrance of the apartment. Helen took the suitcase from the driver's hand and put her arm around mine. We were about to enter the door.

The fastest hunters in the world no longer want to hunt, once they are provided for, and the same went for people. Pretty much everyone Helen knew were husky dogs behind high hedges. Paralyzed by fear and inertie, they rather hid than overcame what held them captive. Helen used to do it too: she had spent half her life this way. If, leaving, Dennis hadn't pulled her hedges down, she would probably still be sitting there. So many years had passed since then, and on the fair of life, time is a distorting mirror which warps everything it touches.

Paul was just as offensive as Helen. Helen laughed mockingly. “Head of department, this fat pig? You must be joking.” I took off my badge and showed it to her, just to shut her up. And Helen had to swallow her insult, which gave me a tiny bit of satisfaction. “I came to talk business, Helen. I didn’t come to talk to you.” Paul laughed, like he was enjoying the cockfight. “Easy, girls. Helen is my niece, did you know?” he said, proud as hell. “I brought her today to shoot the commercial for the new women’s lingerie line. She’s going to be the face of the campaign.”

She wore a gray shirt with the gyms name on the back and pink leggings with black and pink hi-tops. “Hi. I’m Helen.” “Hi Helen, everybody calls me Pinky.” She held her hand out and Helen took it. “I love your bag.” “Thanks.” Helen blushed slightly. “My son got it for me. I work for TRAAC…” “Oh! Yeah, let me get my dad.” She went into a glass walled office and then came back. “Go on in. He’ll get you set up and then I’ll show you around.” “Okay.” Helen said going into the office.

As her mouth closed around me I said, "Yes mom." Helen was the product of one of those little hollows that surround the coal fields of Bluefield, West Virginia. Somehow she had managed to scrape up enough money (a cousin of hers later told me she got most of it on her back) for a bus ticket to Detroit. She got off of the Gray Dog in downtown Detroit with just enough money for s cup of coffee and a donut.

“Hi, Helena” The woman wearing white greeted me. I looked at her trying to look at her face but I don’t know her. She’s wearing eyeglasses, her hair was tied and she looks like an angel. Such a sweet, innocent face but I know she is hiding something. “How are you, Helena?” She asked me while she was staring at me but I didn’t answer.

Helen says. “I know. She is excited to get her revenge on Liam and Sheryl.” I state, leaning back in the chair and looking up at the stars. “Good. Your parents did both of you wrong by allowing the Crows into your life.” I watch as Helen slips the lone cigarette into a small box before tucking it into the cardigan she is wearing. “Leaving this place will be good for her. Good for both of you.” Helen whispers before climbing to her feet. “Just understand she may not want you when we arrive in Toronto. She has been through a lot.”

When Don saw Phelan, his eyes burned with hate. He bellowed—a sound that was somewhere between a yell, a moo, and a really loud belch. “Hey, Phelan,” She then shouted back. “Didn't I kill you already?” He pounded his fist into the dress she wore, and it crumpled like aluminum foil. A few dracaenae threw flaming javelins at her. She knocked them aside. A hellhound lunged, and she sidestepped. She could have stabbed it, but She hesitated. “This is not Mrs. O'Leary”, Don said to himself. This is an untamed wolf. It will kill me and all my friends.

Anyway, the day is flying by, and all I have to do now is play along for the next two hours before hatching a plan for retaliation. ' Gosh! I can't even track him down right now because I'm still at work; how do I know where he is now? This company ruined my plan, but I'll find him somewhere in town. I just hope that when I find him, I have a dagger with me. 'Should I start carrying a dagger?' 'No, not at all.' Helen has left the land of the living, which is why she is so dumb at work. Helen used to be very active, but her day has been ruined because of Steven's expression.