Helen Park Novels & Stories

“Threats need to be taken care of as swiftly as possible.” “What are you two talking about?” Helen emerges from the gardens. She’s wearing a sundress even though it’s nearly dusk. She’s holding a basket, stocked with gardening tools. Her straw heart is bent at an angle. Her feet are bare. “Hey Helen,” I make my lips smile. “Nothing important. Vincent here, was just telling me about all the female attention he received today. He claims it to be a nuisance.” “Oh.” Helen snickers. “How lucky for you to be acting undercover at a campus teeming with horny nineteen year olds.”

The two young men looked at each other and nodded, grinning. "Lead on, McDuff," Chris said. The garden would be full of smokers, so Helen grabbed Andy by the hand and pulled him through the crowded bar towards the car park. She looked behind and was glad Chris trailed along in their wake. Once outside, she looked around and headed for a dark corner between two sportscars. The car park was thankfully deserted. Helen was so desperate to feel a dick inside her that she was brave enough to have sex right here, in public. Helen looked at each of the young men in turn, still undecided which she'd let make love to her.

Julia “Are you sure about this?” Helen flashes me a reassuring smile. “This isn’t the first time I’ve gone to see Mama Janvier,” she says. It’s not lost on me that my neighbor looks like the last person who’d put any stock into the craft of a Voodoo priestess, but who am I to judge? Helen had promised her friend would know what to do, and it’s not like I have any other options.

Helen POV Alpha Sebastian was away and so I had the opportunity to go pay my mother and visit all arrival he told me everything that had happened and how Bernard sister had come to both to them that's soon I'll be kicked out of the Park Mansion like ridge grew and knew that girl must have said something to Alpha Sebastian and I knew she must have said too much because she still angry that I ended her brother who trying to expose my secret but I had to set them scores straight Until I waited patiently for the time I fixed a meeting with her telling her that I need it to see how urgently I apologize for everything that had happened and also to give her a huge amount of gold coins as compensati

Speaking as a couple was a habit he needed to break himself of, soon! He glanced over at Helen who was watching him. She smiled then jumped a little. "Oh! Me! Well... my name is Helen Livingston and I'm from London, England. I'm between jobs at the moment. Taking a little break. I've been trying a number of outdoor activities to determine which one I like best. Cycling is my current favorite but I'm not much more than a casual rider." She looked to her daughter. "My name is Skye. I'm here with my mum to enjoy some quality time with her and have some fun!" the young woman enthused, bumping shoulders with her mum.

“Everyone knew what happened between you two. I’ve always had your back. That girl—she’s nothing compared to you. If someone falls for her, they must be blind.” In a calm tone, without a hint of emotion, I said, “You can be sweet later when you’re in front of Miss Helen.” At my words, Damian fell silent. I settled into the back seat, my mind already shifting to business. I had my own agenda, one that required a sharp, calculating mind. Helen Paul, president of Pinaco Group, was a force of nature. In her early thirties, her presence in the business world was legendary. Despite her beauty, it was her intellect and decisiveness that set her apart. No one dared underestimate her.

It was unbelievably luxurious. As the car came to a smooth halt in front of the steps of the main pavilion, Emma took a deep breath, pushed the door open, and stepped out. Helen was already standing at the top of the steps, together with three other men in suits Emma didn’t recognize. Helen was a tall, red headed woman in her late 30s. From the moment Emma had been introduced to her, to this very moment, she’d only seen the woman wear one set of charcoal-grey suit, her hair always pulled back in a painful looking bun, and her lips painted in bright red lipstick that always cracked before the day ended.

"Are you serious…like right now?" Daisy asked as she stared at the clock. "Please." Wade's voice was laced with sadness. "Alright, 32 minutes it is." ************************************************ Moments later, Daisy Hunter is standing in front of the opulent door of Roberto's mansion. She stood admiring the garden and the whole mansion. As she stepped up again to ring the doorbell for the 5th time, the door opened immediately, revealing Mrs Angela, Wade's mom. "Are you the waitress from Splat Burger?" Mrs Angela asked as she stared askance at Daisy Hunter.

She would have seriously hated having to replace her brand new brown chiffon knee length halter dress and four-inch heel lace-up sandals. When the transformation was complete, she breathed a sigh of relief. It was so freeing to release her dragon, especially after such a stressful day. Launching herself into the air, Leah reveled in the luxuriating feel of the wind whipping past her scales as she flew towards her destination. While she could have walked to where she was going, it would have taken her more than an hour to get there, whereas flying got her there in no more than twenty minutes. Hazel Drift was pretty large. So, when the war broke out, it was divided into two. Her clan owned thi

“How did you know about that?.” “Gwen, listen I've always known all about you before now.” “ I've been following you from the very first day you came to Lycester.” “ I promise you, I'm not a stalker.” “What!?.” “ Listen, it's hard to explain, but I work for the earth pack lady.” “She asked me to keep an eye on you and ensure I don't get seen or interfere with your life.” “She took me in when I got kicked out of my pack.” “I'm sorry.” “I know your life may be complicated right now, and may have also had serious setbacks over the past few days but I'm here to help.” “ I'm here to make you feel better.” “Your mate will be married to her soon. “I don't think it's something you should watch.”