Mermaid Heel Novels & Stories

—D Heat stained her cheeks again and she pressed the back of a hand to her skin to cool it. Gosh, he was always making her blush, wasn’t he? She pulled the lid off the box . . . and gasped at the shoes inside. Silver platform peep-toe pumps with a nearly eight -inch heel. They were studded with tiny crystals all over the shoe leather, and glittered like Cinderella’s glass slipper. She picked one up wonderingly. It was enormously tall. She’d be a giant. They were garish and impractical and sky-high.

As I’d scroll up the article a picture of the same heels pop up with a price tag that almost freak me out. “2.1 million dollar!” I screamed to surprise, damn! This is freaking unacceptable. Throughout my entire career as far as I can remember the most expensive heels that I had and I had able to wear only cost 1.8 million dollar. But this one? God! Hadrian is spoiling me beyond the universe. “Is this a joke?” I asked Waen and looked at her with full of curiosity and questions running inside my head this time. She wagged her head and reach for the other paper bag. Before she open the other bag she throw a flip sight at me again.

The sharp sound of stiletto heels echoed on the marble floor. When the pair of black, red-soled high heels—identical to the ones Elara used to wear—appeared in front of him, Harvey's eyes widened in shock!

she said and I chuckled. "No thank you. I would never do that to my self. Do you know what Achilles tendon is? It is a tendon of your foot. Wearing heels shortens and thickens it and then the pain starts in the ankle joints. Soon it won't stay at ankle joints but start to go up, hip joint and calf muscles and back joints everything will start paining. Keep wearing them and before forty all these things will happen and you will realise what a bad decision it was to choose heels to match up to a man rather than your good personality." I said and her eyes widened. She can't speak and the head designer spoke.

“To hold your hair back when I’m fucking you bent over my table later today. Let your hair down, but pin it out of the way. Come to me soon, my baby.” My core clenches and my cheeks redden at Mason’s dirty words. How can he manage to make innocent hair pins look so incredibly dirty? Next is a box of shoes. I pull it open to reveal the most intricately designed navy blue pumps. Woven flowers dotted with blinking diamonds decorate the back of each shoe, just above the heels. Something tells me those are real diamonds. Another note, “See those heels?” I pause to look at the straight, pointy heels. Walking in them might hurt a little bit.

commanded Seth. “What are you even talking about? I am not leaving you alone!” snapped Rose and walked close to him. Seth grabbed the topmost box and unwrapped the silk ribbon. He took off the lid, and pink packing paper appeared before him. He removed the paper, and there it was, frost white heels with gold buckle decorations at the toes of the heels. The light reflecting from the heels was making it look more mesmerising. Rose jerked her face to look at Seth. The very same second, Seth, too, looked at her. “What is this? Did you order me another pair of shoes?”

Keeva’s POV The red bottom heels feel ridiculous on my feet. I have never worn heels before and I would never wear ones these high. I feel like I’m walking on stilts. ‘Fuck!’ I stumble and twist my ankle. Jonas outright laughs and Alpha Channon tires his best to suppress his laughter, in an attempt not to make me feel even more embarrassed. ‘Maybe a training heel would be better?’ The stick thin, snooty personal shopper asks whilst rolling her eyes. He looks lustily at Channon and Jonas with no effort whatsoever to hide her want for them. ‘How about a nice kitten heel, elegant and you won’t break your neck if you fall off them.’ A nice young man with come into the room with a flamboyant entr

“You deserve it, sweetheart. Tomorrow is your day, and I want you to feel as amazing as you are.” I swallow hard, forcing down the lump rising in my throat, and nod. Tomorrow is my day. And now, thanks to Alison, I might actually survive it without wanting to crawl into a hole. “Oh, and I got these to go with it.” She holds up the shoe box, lifting the lid to reveal a pair of heels so beautiful I nearly choke. Inside is a pair of sophisticated, pointed-toe slingback heels in a rich tan leather. The sleek T-strap design connects to an adjustable ankle strap, and the edges of the leather are accented with subtle white stitching that makes them look handmade. The stiletto heels are tall and sli

The same 'first-night' agitation she suffered with all her projects until she knew she had got it right. There was no need to let imagination run away with her, useful though that particular attribute was in her line of work. She drew herself up to her full five feet one and smiled at her assistant, who was a good six inches taller than herself. “We need to mingle, Shelly, admire a few pretty feathers, and give the old sweet talk. I'll see you by the main door when the champagne and strawberries are served at seven, alright? We'll have done our duty by then.”

She chose a random golden layer with silver-sparkle combination heels—it was stunning. "Yes, this is a very limited edition from our shop; you have a very good selection!" Mia complimented, chuckling and looking at Merry. "How did you like it?" I inquired when Merry looked at me and nodded in response before looking back at her heels. "What is the price of those heels?" I inquired, placing my hand in my pocket and looking at Mia. "It is $8000!" "We'll take it!" I moved my hand, gesturing to her to pack them.