Hiccup Merida Novels & Stories

His heart skipped a series of odd beats. “Huh!” Hoop gasped in disbelief. “Merida was frequently visiting that hospital before that incident and the record stated that Caroline was with her during those times. “She was talking to some cardio and optical specialist those times and of course she took Caroline into check-up...” she added as she slowly revealed some clues about her next narration. “Cardio and optical specialist?” Zadkiel mumbled in a daze. His heart skipped a strange beat as he asked. “What do Merida and Caroline doing in the hospital?” Arkael asked curiously. “She was fine. I didn't see her suffering from some eye illness or heart disease...” he blurted out seemingly confused.

I ask, the tone of my voice sharp. “I…I,” Merida stutters. “You didn't hear me stutter when I spoke, did I?” I ask. “My name is Merida foxfire,” she says. “Daughter of the high Celtic witch” “Good,” I answer. “Now, tell me what business you have with Caspian.”

She yells. _______________________ Merida's eyes scans the club as one of the suited guards leads her to the VIP section. She's wearing a short black dress. The dress stops way above her knees and is transparent to her belly. She's wearing a black bra and lacy pantyhose. "Mr. Hearst will join you in a bit." The man says to her. "Thank you, Sugar." Merida replies in a rather flirty tone. The guard catches her actions and just smiles at her before walking away.

The pitch deck arrives Monday morning at nine-fourteen. It is thirty-one slides, professionally designed, with a cover that reads: MERIDIAN HOSPITALITY PARTNERS — A Premium Experiential Investment Consortium, Barcelona & Lisbon. (Meridian — from the Latin meridianus, meaning 'of midday' — suggesting the highest point, the peak of achievement; a name chosen for a consortium whose entire premise is built on Valentina Serra's unacknowledged credibility)

Less than half a minute into the practice session— "Ugh!" Harvey was forced back a step by Merida as a low groan escaped his throat. He felt like his ribs were about to break! Every muscle, connected to his nerves, throbbed with pain. Harvey quickly felt a metallic taste rise in his throat, and he choked, coughing violently. Merida, standing on the raised platform, immediately asked, "Mr. Harvey, are you okay?" Harvey clutched his chest, surprised that after taking a kick from Merida, he could barely straighten up.

he asks, making me look puzzled between them. “No. Not really, why? What happened?” “Nothing. You're fine, baby,” he says, making me more puzzled. But I can't help but feel strange; something strange is happening. My whole body still feels really weird. Awfully weird, and Merida kept being weirder, too, as if she had drunk a whole shit load of red bull or something. “This feels… fucking amazing!” Merida yells, making me grunt inwardly. “What the hell are you talking about, you psycho pup?” I asked, but she keeps spinning, jumping and doing crazy shit.

---Merida’s POV--- So, a lot has changed starting with my location. I am now living in a castle, in a huge room that shows one of the mountains of the islands of Crysthalle, on Crusillia island. And I even got a puppy, a pug to be more precise. I named her Ladybug and am being taught how to care for her and train her.