Hilda X Frida Novels & Stories

Lyla replied, now sitting on the bed feeling all relaxed. Hilda walked up to Lyla and hugged her tightly "Wow, that's a whole lot. You know I couldn't believe it either. But you know what, that's all gone. We are here to rewrite the wrong in this world. And I know we'll do very well this time. We are tougher than we think." Hilda finished her speech and wiped away Lyla's tears. ************************************

“Jane was becoming a pain in the butt.” “I was worried about my sister, okay?” Jane protests. My eyes are still on the stranger who just gave me a hug, and now her hands are on my shoulders. I feel bad for not knowing who she is, because she seems happy to see me. “I’m sorry,” she says sheepishly, letting my shoulders go. “I’m Hilda, Josh is my mate.” “Have we met before?” “We are almost like friends,” she smiles warmly. “I hope I will remember you.”

Lydia was furious. "Really? Why do you like him so much, then?" Hilda asked curiously. In fact, she was also quite interested in Henry. However, she was embarrassed to take action because he was Lydia's man. "What did you say? I like him?" Lydia was about to say it was impossible but realized she could not. She was aware that she had developed feelings for him. Hilda smiled and said nothing more. Although she could not figure out Lydia and Henry's relationship, she knew they liked each other.

who knows how Winnifred is now. It was in the wee hours, and the Taadi City was trapped in an exceptionally violent storm. Hilda heard the splatter of the rain against the window while she tossed and turned in bed without being able to fall asleep. She couldn't bear it any longer, and so she opened the friend list in her Messenger. After that, Hilda spaced out while staring at two profile pictures, one of them was 'Your Past Royal Family A', whereas the other was 'Your Past Royal Family B'.

I waste no time walking over to check out what she managed to bring. “I found a sachet of purple dried petals and some red fresh ones. Maybe you can use both? I also brought some of Madam Flora’s scented oils,” Hilda says as she shows me what’s in her special package. I frown as I look at the scented oil. In these searing summer temperatures, I will be sizzling like bacon in a pan if I grease myself tonight. I am beginning to think Hilda has a weird fascination with oils. Maybe in her times being slippery was considered sexy….Or is it a magical realm thing?

Chapter 65: The Unescapable Soul ───── ❝ R U B Y F R I D A Y ' S P O V ❞ ──── ║ Gregorian Calendar ║ 02 - 27 - 2027 ║ ║ Saturday║ Second Day of Olympia's Cup║ Spencer stare each other down, the weight of history heavy between us. Spencer's eyes lock onto mine, filled with the same hunger and ambition that I know burns within my own. Our companions stand ready behind us, waiting to see who will make the first move.

Assuming his family is gone, it must’ve been because they were hunting strong witches. The door of Hilda’s room opens before that. Her hair is in a neat bun, and she’s changed her dress to a pale green one. “Give it a rest, brat.” She narrows her eyes at Edda “And focus on memorizing the constellations.” With a pout, Edda goes back to her book. Hilda focuses her eyes on me. “Come with me, little mouse.” She walks over to the door at the other side of the lounge “Let’s get this done with.”

“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.

With confidence and arrogance in her eyes, she stood up from the sofa and said, "Hello, I'm Hilda." Cynthia was startled for a few seconds, she then calmed down and smiled to her: Miss Hilda is looking for me? "I believe you know the reason why I'm looking for you." Hilda was straightforward and did not give Cynthia any chance to play dumb. Cynthia could only pretend to be stupid, "Do you want to design jewelry?" Hilda laughed in a mocking manner, "The jewelry I wear is never designed in this small company. It's made by a top designer."

“At least, right? I won’t die a virgin?” “Ha-ha-ha. I’m in trouble,” Hilda said, sounding slightly deranged. Fiona revealed that the last person she saw with Hilda was Aron. It meant that the mission hadn’t failed after all. Hilda froze and turned to Fiona, clapping her hands together as she exclaimed that it meant she wouldn’t die. Fiona smiled slightly, saying at least their mission hadn’t gone to waste. Fiona stepped out for a moment, and after closing the door, she heard Hilda talking to herself, trying to cheer herself up before she suddenly broke down in quiet sobs.