In The Heights Novels & Stories

Octavia rolls her eyes. The helicopters they are in can hold a dozen or so people and they have zip lines so they should be able to drop in but Uhtred is afraid of heights. “The others can drop in, Uhtred will have to lead the second line of defence then.” I say and Octavia nods firing off a message to her brother.

I rested my head against the corridor’s mahogany paneled wall outside the library, sinking into the sensation of being home. The sweet scent of honeysuckle wound through the open window out over the formal gardens that were kissed with the early morning’s light. How hadn’t I noticed just how beautiful it was? The House of Heights had been my grand inheritance, duty, and responsibility, but for a decade, it hadn’t felt like somewhere I knew or was safe. Yet after returning from my aunt’s and strengthening the wards against her, at

Talia replied and she pulled the threads to her along with her. She coughed out blood but she wasn’t going to surrender so soon. She tried another trick but Talia managed to block her no matter what she did. She finally got exhausted and Talia with one single move lifted her high up in the air. She was floating in the air and she was afraid of heights so she was screaming.

He was still. He was gone. Her calls were never heard by him. Her tears he never saw, Her face he could not see. The sky was bright, the sun shining bright, But the castles were under a dark black cloud. The queen stopped at the end of the bed, as tears poured down her eyes she felt her heartache. He was gone too soon, he left with too little memories.

"No time, we need to hurry up." The cab driver gives him the change and we thank him, hurrying out of the cab. As we step out and rush towards the entrance, I crane my neck up. Whoathis is really high. Taking a deep breath, I keep dashing forward. I can't let my fear of heights get a hold of me, this is a potential life or death situation. This is for Tristan; someone I really care about. I have to cast my terrors aside and help the man I've come to really like and evenadore.

As if they knew what was going through my head, their come-back just made me want to kick their heads to sleep. Making our way into the club, my head is already spinning by the emerging pink and purple lights shooting at my face, and the dubbing sound that breaks my eardrums. Not a second inside the club, Damien and Daniel is nowhere to be seen, leaving me in a sea of strangers, dancing around touching each other.

Fred’s apartment was entirely different from his house that he shared with the pack in the county. Glancing out of the window on the tenth floor, Ava wondered what the attraction was with heights. If anything happened to his windows he would plunge to his death. Staring down at the concrete floor, she took a step back needing the comfort of the ground.

If only they knew. Aidan stood on the roof of the Russian facility, his hands on the metal railings around the roof, staring down at the guards patrolling the entrance. The sheer twenty-foot tall height would have made any other person feel dizzy, but he stood there, unfazed. The soft breeze ruffled his raven-black hair and he sighed, a deep sigh full of regrets.

Even the hair of her neck stood up at his darkness as she experienced the same horrified chills all over her body yet again but still she refused to show any vulnerable emotions to him. Hattiea did feel wild goosebumps as he intensely glared right at her but her not giving up to his guts either, she glared back at him with the same intensity too. She could not risk it to let him assume that he was intimidating her again. Considering the fact that he could again take advantage of her vulnerability, if so happens. Hattiea tried to conceal her emotions by biting down the side of her cheek to contain her posture straight and confident as possible.

she wondered. "Zayn ..." she called out weakly. "What's wrong?" he asked in a helpless tone. "I'm afraid of heights. 33 feet is too high; I don't think I can jump." Hearing her whimper in such a girlish tone, Zayn felt goosebumps rise all over his body. He forced a gentle smile. "Just imagine I'm standing down there, waiting for you to jump into my arms. You won't feel scared then." Yuck!