Komik Head Over Heels Novels & Stories

Ariella’s POV The morning began with a disruption. Mr. Halden from the board arrived unannounced, claiming to check on Damon’s recovery. His tone was cordial but probing, each question layered with corporate concern. I stood between him and Damon’s room, offering clinical updates without revealing progress levels. He mentioned whispers about an acting head being considered if Damon’s absence extended, his words landing like small cuts meant to bleed slowly.

Heather POV I straightened out my clothes but as I reached for the door handle I heard noises coming from the next level. I leaned over the railing to see what it was. Just as a head comes into view, I hear a moan followed by, “That’s right, just like that. Suck my cock. That feels so good.” That’s when I realized that the head I see in Quinn’s, but that’s not Meg. Meg is blond. Before I can back away from the railing, Quinn looks and makes eye contact with me. I started to head for the door when I heard Quinn yelling at whoever he is with. “That’s enough, stop. Get away from me.”

And anyway, even the photos of Joe diMucci weren’t as awful as what was in front of them. The two heads had been placed next to one another, cheek-to-cheek in a horrible parody of a dancing couple, one girl facing toward the woods and the other facing Mrs. Schneider’s house. Alex saw that the skin of each neck was shredded and ragged, like the heads had been torn off rather than cut with a sharp object. One of the girls—the short-haired one— still had a few trailing pieces of vertebra peeking out from underneath. The other girl was missing one of her ears.

Heather smirk while she can't believe that the man she's with right now is a pervert. Heather slowly look at the man with her glaring eyes. She saw how fear cross in the eyes of the perverted man. "You wanna know a secret?" Heather ask before pushing some button on the elevator. She sigh and look back at the pervert man. "I promised my Best friend that I will not make trouble while I'm here in the Philippines..." Heather roll her long sleeve and look dangerous at the man. 'You'll be my first blood'. Heather smile before kicking the man in his balls. "Ughhhh!" A loud grunt echos inside the elevator as Heather started hitting the man.