High Heels With Leaves Novels & Stories

Following the sound of the whispers that seem to follow me about. My feet crunch along the well-worn path, littered in twigs and leaves from the trees above. My heels sinking into the ground with each step. I hold on to the trunks and low branches around me to stop myself from falling. Every now and then, my ankle slipping out from underneath me and twisting uncomfortably. Eventually giving up with the heels, sure that if I carry on with my current stumbling I would end up with a broken ankle. Taking the ridiculous heels off and leaving them next to a bush to find on my way back, I carry on down the path quickly with ease.

DIFFERENT AND DIFFICULT DREAMS Kimberlee wore the heels but couldn't get up. “C’mon doll, you can do it.” Kiki encouraged and she tried one more time but couldn't. “I don't think this is for me, these heels are too high.” Kim sadly sighed but Ana walked to her. “Don’t be deceived honey, heels are meant to be possessed, they are not made for you. So make it yours.” Kiki swayed his hips with the snap of his fingers.

She stepped into it, smoothing the fabric over her hips as though sealing armor onto her body. Next came the diamond-studded earrings—gifts from Aaron, ironically, from a time when she ruled his world. She stared at them for a moment before fastening them with a click. “Fitting,” she murmured to herself. Her Louboutin heels came next—black patent leather with red soles that practically screamed danger. As she slipped them on and rose to full height, the sound of her heels against the marble floor echoed like a countdown. She moved to the mirror.

Red high heels, with pointed heels, about 2 cm high made Phedra Elizabeth impressed right from the first meeting when Lac Hong Hao returned. “You remind me… It's a bit of a trick to trick you, so it's a bit of a mind to use high heels. I can probably take it off now." Theodore Mark has a shopping bag in his hand. Kneel to help Lac Hong Hao change shoes. “No need. I can do it. But notice we're all wet. I hate this feeling.” “Young Master Lac. Master of buying time… Master of gossip… Master of distraction... Any name suits him.” Phedra Elizabeth thought.

The damn things were cursed. As soon as photos were done, I ran barefoot to the backroom, not caring about the grass or the cold linoleum. I just wanted them off as quickly as possible. I carefully set the high heels by the venue's side entrance, where they'd be out of the way. They were such pretty things, sparkly and silver, but I knew they would ruin everything if I wore them for a minute more.

“What do you mean, I have to wear this? I’ve worn nothing like this before. I don’t know if I can walk in these.” Tara held up a pair of high-heeled silver scrappy sandals. “It’s one thing to be a complete shoe or boot with a heel. But these are begging to break my ankle the first crack in the sidewalk I find. Or I’ll miss a stair and end up on my head at the bottom of the stairs.”

The lace was fully red while the tulle skirt was white with many red intricate maple leaves designs surrounding the hem giving it somewhat of a red-white ombre color in a red to white then white to red pattern. Her long hair was in an up-high loose updo hair that left her baby curls out which created a beautiful mess around her head. She had on silver maple leaf Bajoran earrings and a silver maple leaf pendant. When she lifted her dress to walk toward them, Nikolai noticed her red rope-stilleto thin heels. Nikolai sucked in a breath. One would think Heidi was a bride as Nikolai looked at her like one. But it seemed Désire had stopped breathing almost as if he died while standing.

They turned to where the voice came from, and saw two girls standing behind them. The girl in front was beautiful and radiant, she was wearing a very short skirt and a fancy blouse, with a pair of incredibly tall high heels on her feet. Seeing that they were all looking in her direction, the girl smiled even brighter. She left the other girl behind and ran over to them. Looking at how fast she was running despite her sky-high heels, Samuel Lee was secretly amazed that she somehow managed to not fall over.

"He's going to love it. By the way, where you both are going?" "I don't know." I grabbed the black wedges from the cupboard. "Heels or wedges." "Wedges. Heels will hurt your ankle for a long time," She replied instantly. "Your collection of heels and wedges has increased. Care to tell?" "Have you seen your brother's height?" I asked dryly. "It's difficult to kiss him then." "Oh, there will be kissing," She teased. "What else will be there on the plate? Good thing your zipper in on the back. Easy to remove. Did you wear good stuff beneath?"

Before I reach the doors, something catches my eye. A pair of cream-colored heels. Abandoned beside the rose bushes, one tipped onto its side, the other almost hidden beneath the flowers. For a long moment, I simply look at them, then a slow breath escapes through my nose. This girl. She breaks into the most secure office in the territory... And leaves evidence pointing straight to it. I crouch and retrieve them, brushing a stray white petal from the leather with my thumb before tucking both heels beneath my arm. They're still slightly warm.