Henrietta Biggle Novels & Stories

“ Hey, Maeve! You look so good! I missed you.” “ I missed you so much! “ Maeve cheered, then her gaze rested on me. “Hi Aunt Esther!” “ Hi Maya, what are you doing here?” Before Maeve could answer, Gianna stepped into view. She still looked as scary as ever, wearing heavy makeup that made her look like the queen of the coast, Emily secretly called her a witch when she was younger, and I didn’t blame her, Gianna scared everyone. She was the opposite of Robert, he was cool and calm while she was fiery and sharp-mouthed. The only thing that changed about her was her hairstyle, her hair was now short and tinted in a blonde collie, and she desperately wanted to look young forever

Henrietta lit a white candle. “Have you seen something about her in your visions?” Henrietta pulled out a ball of yarn from her basket and sighed heavily. “No… she’s not from around here but I did some digging. Your Dad and I have known each other for years it was normal for me to be concerned when he said he was getting married. Her first husband was murdered and her second marriage left her husband bankrupt.” “I don’t know how harmful Marcella is but she has Dad wrapped around his finger. I didn’t bother to tell him about the knife incident he wouldn’t believe me.”

,she asked softly but she remained where she stood. Layla gasped loudly as her eyes met with the woman's. "Henrietta?",she whispered. It was Henrietta, the ancient witch with Riven. Where exactly was this realm? What time did Ren really bring them to? She knew this Henrietta was the same with the one with Riven, they had the same youthful beauty and elegance. But then, she could see the difference. Despite the aging spell witches used on themselves, they still aged slowly. This Henrietta looked younger than the one with Riven. But then what happened? Where was her husband?

They kept murmuring to each other, secretly looking at Henrietta. “I don't think so.” “Then, the rumors are not true?” “Mr Sullivan hasn't divorced his wife. Henrietta is the one trying to separate the couples using his son.” “Huh? That's awful. She's selfish.” One of the ladies surly winked at her. “Everyone knows that. I personally know Henrietta will go any length if she needs something. It's her personality. She's a parasite that can't survive on its own.” Maggie scowled.

As such, they didn't believe in Belle's words. One of the receptionists was called Henrietta Adler. She was pretty but a spiteful person. Being a native of Maltford, Henrietta held a sense of superiority. Among the front desk staff, she was known for causing office politics. She was also a snob who loved to scrutinize people. Henrietta asked, "Miss, may I ask which department you're from?" Belle was caught off guard by the question. Grayson didn't tell her the specific department yesterday. "I'm not sure which department. I will only know when I get inside."

It's a kind of torture. Atticus pulled a chair for Regina and she accepted it but never thanked him, it looks like it wasn't a big deal to the man though. Until his eyes wandered and it stopped on me, we had an eye contact for a bit and i was the one who cut it off. I could still remember how he tried to ruin his brother's image in me. He's a bitter man. "First things first, happy birthday, Hettie! You look gorgeous in that gown! I really like your fashion taste!" Regina beamed at Henrietta on my left.

She says as I slump my shoulders, knowing that I wouldn’t be able to convince them otherwise. --- As I step inside the grand hotel, I am taken aback. It looked like a queen was getting married. Well, have you seen Eleanor? She is a goddamn queen. But I didn’t think Hank could afford such a grand money, I am guessing she is rich. I look down at my sundress which looked very simple compared to the people surrounding me. I thought the dinner and celebration was at 8 pm. “Oh my god, Emily, you are here.” I see this beautiful, tall woman gracefully walking towards me with her tight red dress.

responded the lady. "hello. I'm Angela smith. nice to meet you?" started I. "oh God. daddy." responded she. "just let her in honey. you don't want Beth to find her standing at the door." "sure... sorry miss smith. my name is um... Jennifer miller. please come in."

Smiling and thinking her plan was at work Henrietta too was at the back planning on how she was going to deal with only just Axel but his mother too the old woman was naive and senseless it was her loss that she didn't know when to avoid problems for herself because Henrietta was sitting on her own plotting her version their plan but she had made it easy for her to have access into their house because she had believed that since she was no longer engaged to Axel she wasn't welcomed to his house again the words resounded in her ears just like it was yesterday, the had told her as she was going she should never step foot into his house or else he was going to do something drastic to her. He ha

A woman's whimpering voice could be heard from the bed, she was bandaged with chains as she whines badly in pain. Mrs. Gina was extremely shocked to the core when she walked closer to the bed, her body was now shuddering as the shock was too much for her to bear. "Henrietta!" She screamed out Hidalgo's mother's name. Henriette sobbed bitterly as she stared back tearfully at the familiar woman with her evil husband standing beside her. Mr. Reagan was smirking directly at her. "Let... Let me go, plea-please!" Henrietta shutters in tears which cascade down her face.