Hilda Fanfiction Novels & Stories

From what I saw, it belonged to Miss Bianca, too…] [Do what you will of this information, and once again, I'm sorry for the hurt I caused. I hope you can forgive me one day.] [Sincerely, Hilda] So that's why Hilda changed her story so abruptly… I should've known that it was Bianca's doing! As an expectant mother, shouldn't she have known better than to weaponize a child's illness like that to her benefit? Maybe that was just showing me the lengths she was willing to go through to keep herself looking like the victim rather than the master manipulator that she truly was.

“There’s no way you're supposed to stand beside the Alpha proudly like you do.” Aurora looked at her in surprise, running her eyes over Hilda’s whole body. She was wearing a casual dress shirt and a straight skirt with low heels. A necklace adorned her neck, and small earrings decorated her ears. Her brown eyes were framed by glasses that Aurora knew she didn’t need, and her hair was down in a bob style. She was also an omega and had the appearance that screamed ‘I am a sweet girl,’ but either looks were extremely deceiving in her case, or Hilda really did have something against Aurora. “You don’t like me,” Aurora said, still finding the whole thing weird.

The other maid scolded while glaring at her. Yara scoffed. "Let her be." She chided and leaned downwards towards Hilda. "You dare to to tell me that to my face? Have you no guts or gave you finally lost your mind?" "I can't help it. I LOVE HIM." She confessed, literally shaking like a drenched rat. That was when it dawned on Yara that Hilda was indeed a delusional being. She said nothing as she simply turned and walked towards the door. "Get out of here."

“Ash?” Hilda nods. “She has feelings for him. I told her she should give it a chance.” I rear back slightly, searching her face for any trace of teasing. “You encouraged her to date Ash?” Hilda sighs, not surprised by my reaction, and curls her fingers against my chest like she’s bracing for impact. “I did.” I gape. “You do realize he’s a lecherous, skirt-chasing lover-boy with only one thing on his mind, right?” She laughs, eyes dancing. “That reminds me of someone.”

Hilda looked at Hades, her eyes pleading silently. "He's not going to save you from me! No one is going to save you from me,not even yourself."I said in a cold voice and looked at Hades and he looked unbothered. "You betrayed me, Hilda! Why? Why did you decide to harm Hazel?"Hades asked and Hilda cried even more. "I agreed to do it so that the prince could feel how it feels to lose someone so dear to you, "Hilda said and I creased my eyebrows in confusion.

Aron frowned, almost as if he could read her thoughts. She’s not eating… because Art didn’t cook this? He gripped his spoon tightly. I’m not sure, but according to the report I got, Miss Hilda only has one sister—Alica Pavion. Half-Italian, half-Filipino. So… Hilda lied to him. Aron stared at her sweet, innocent face. When he saw her in the stock room days ago, the rage had been unbearable. He wanted to snap her neck for lying. But—

She asks him hastily: “Then why did you go to the sea in those days… Do you want to torture yourself like that?” "Who knows," the young man replies blankly, "I don't want that either." “Who made you do this?…” – Mia hesitates – “I'm not sure because you're Malcolm Hiddleston after all.” The Malcolm Hiddleston that Mia knows is a rich, powerful man, fearless of anything, extremely knowledgeable, and always says nasty things that make others uncomfortable. In her eyes, he is like the one who is 'ruling' the whole country. She both admires and fears Malcolm.

"Are you cheating on me?!" "W-what? No! What the hell?!" I exclaimed. "I haven't seen this kid before!" "What are you talking about?! I'm your daughter! I'm Ella Ceyx!" "Oh shit, she got your last name dude!" Jiroo said while laughing. "I swear! I don't know her!" I said as I started to panic when Hera's eyes started to change its color and I knew I'm doomed if she lifted her hand. "Babe! Trust me! I don't know this kid!"

"Hello Susan. Yes, I am who you think I am. I'm sorry if my creepy man cover scares you, and I assure you, I'm not an axe murderer." Susan gasped again, glaring at Lila. "You tell him." "Off course. You're cute when you're scared." Lila winked slyly. She reclaimed her seat back. "Your Highness, you may sit anywhere." She glanced at Susan. "Let's finish this, Susan." Edvard took the seat where he could watch Lila without any obstacle blocking his sight off her. He looked around, wondering where she put the flowers that he gave her. Wishing the flowers didn't end up in the trash when he didn't see any trace of them.

"You should have seen his face! He turned bright red and literally threw the key in my face." I spent the whole day with Cathy, and she even cooked me a nice homemade meal, stating I would get some sort of cancer if I kept eating junk food. She literally called it rotten food. She helped me clean my bedroom and dressed me in even shorter blue shorts and a thin red tank top, claiming it was like a hundred degrees outside—which was absurd considering how partly cloudy it was. She braided my hair into a fishtail. Cathy was really wild. I already figured that out the day I met her. She was beautiful, open, fun, and outgoing. Today I learned she was 19, liked horror movies just like me, loved coo