Novel & Cerita Hilda Fanfiction

‘Whoever heard of fish being called after characters from Gone With the Wind? It seemed apt at the time, since she'd bought them after her night with Collins Templeton... a night that was gone with the wind though she'd always remember it. 'At least it shows there's some romance left in your soul,' Favour reasoned, returning to her pitch. 'Khalid could be good for you.' Jasmine shrugged, not wanting an argument today of all days. 'Well, if he is, he is.' 'So you will give him a chance.'

All she did was screech, "What makes you think you can look down on me and throw me your scraps, Hannah Linden? I'm prettier and smarter than you. Why is your life so much better than mine?" She devised a plan to exact her revenge. After knocking me out, she slashed my face, gouged out my eyes, and cut out my tongue. Then, she stuffed me into a freezer, leaving me to die there. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back in my senior-year classroom. I'd been reborn, and it was just over a month away from the college entrance exams. I looked at Lily, who was seated to my left. She leaned in to whisper something to me, and I smiled, my eyes glinting with malice.

I unfocused my eyes to see that Cierra had dropped her phone and was watching me silently. I knew she was waiting for me to say something, anything. “I need to do something, something for me,” I said softly. Cierra lifted an eyebrow, obviously excited. “Like what? You thinking about work, or… something else?” “Something else,” I said. My voice was steady and clear just as my mind was. “Something for me. I want to feel… I want to feel whole again. I want to feel like Hilda again. The Hilda I had been before I married Wilson.”

At this point, I had already completed one hand-drawn menu, carefully placing it in a shaded area to let the paint dry. As I stretched lazily, I heard Mrs. Wilson talking to a woman. "Sorry, miss, we're closed today," Mrs. Wilson said. "So what? I just want something to drink," the woman persisted, walking in without hesitation. It was Hilda Judson, Beta Calvin's younger sister and the pack's number one beauty. Her dark, seaweed-like curls cascaded down her back, and her captivating cheetah-like brown eyes mesmerized everyone around her. Wherever she went, people couldn't help but admire her beauty. She was the childhood sweetheart of Alpha Alis, and everyone believed they would be mates. Ho

She exclaimed angrily, "Melinda, how dare you spy on Ms. Wood?" Melinda's expression changed slightly, and she quickly said, "Don't talk nonsense; I just made a random guess. I didn't expect what I predicted to be right." At that point, everyone knew from Cecilia's reaction that Henry was a distant relative of Hilda, and Hilda wanted to protect him. Hilda's acting abilities far exceeded everyone's expectations. She even pretended to have fired Henry earlier. "What did you guess? You guessed nothing." Henry said, "Before I joined the company, I didn't know Ms. Wood at all."

Trying to fuck me right now. Silsas looked at her with disgust in his eyes. He backed up slowly understanding he did not have his fae magic to get him out of this situation even if he wanted it. There was something off about Hilda now. Hilda stood before him with a smirk on her face. But, dared not move. Hilda had wanted him. Badly. Always. However, tonight could not and would not be the night she could finally bind him to her fully. “I’m sorry Silas, I was just trying to comfort you. Let me make you your tea. So you may sleep dear friend.”

"You finished this? Her face was laced with surprise. I am sure she would be wondering why I am not that tipsy. No amount of alcohol could get us tipsy as a lycan. I have always wanted a situation where Hilda finds me by herself. I am sure she feels pity for me and has decided to look for me. I am happy, even though the circumstances that brought her to me Hilda. I called her name, glaring steadily at her and trying to let her see my inner soul. she snapped. "Thank you!" I said, looking into her face, and she cowered in shyness. I inched closer to her, held her soft hand, and helped her to the ground. I sat close to her on the ground, holding her hands, while we both faced my father’s cemete

he said softly, “So I thought there was no reason to tell you anything… yet.” “And unfortunately, my brother went off to the university only to return and find that you’d already been taken by someone else. But as fate would have it, you two found your way back together… honestly, it feels like the perfect romance story I should be writing,” Hilda said, her eyes glowing with excitement. I almost laughed out loud. Perfect romance? If only she knew this was nothing but a contract marriage wrapped in fragile pretenses. But then, a cold thought brushed against my heart, how much of this story was true? Were they simply teasing me, or was there something more they weren’t saying?

Under Tehilla's red, hatred filled eyes, Hilda talked about her plan, as if she was telling an interesting story. "You stole my husband, tried to kill my body guard, and killed my dog... You have seen my dog before. It was that white dog, and was very cute!" Hilda said. "Her life was worth a lot more than yours! That was why I wanted to kill you, but you are the Young Lady of the Damien Family. So, how could I kill you?" Hilda held her cheek and frowned, as if she wasn't part of it. She was even speaking with a lilt. "And so I thought, if you weren't the Young Lady of the Damien Family anymore, then it would be very easy for me to kill you!"