The Herione Novels & Stories

“I know, babe. I get it. Don’t worry, okay?” She nodded against his chest, but her thoughts were somewhere else — at the club, with the woman whose voice still echoed in her mind. Later that night, when Raphael was asleep, Elena sat on the edge of the bed scrolling through her phone. She typed Scarlett’s name into the search bar. Scarlett Voss — The Queen of Club Vixen. Articles filled the screen: rumors, whispers, and headlines about her empire — her power, her wealth, her danger. There were stories about the people who crossed her and disappeared, stories about her charm that could destroy anyone foolish enough to fall for her.

My face darkened when the memory of my past life flashed across my mind. "As you know, a lot of girls were running behind me only for my status. They all need my money, they need a reputation in society so that they can afford a wealthy life and they used my name saying I was theirs. But the only fact is I am not theirs. I'm For Her. For her only." I shut my eyes for a while. "She made me alive when I thought I was dead for the world. She brought a new life inside me. Did you know what I did when I was told I lost my memory?" Truth to be told it was not pleasant to reminisce at all.

"We'll talk to the squad, I'm sure they'll understand you as long as you don't have any more intentions of killing the Divine one." "But–." "But we have a bigger problem here, because when I saved Hera, Jisor and I fought with four weird people who tried to get Hera from us ." "The hoplites." We all whipped our heads behind us when Ceres spoke. "Hera called us before she got into an accident that she was being tailed by the hoplites." "Who are they?" Jiroo asked. "They seemed so skilled in fighting." "Joy, Yael, Mona and Daren. They are the ones sent to find Hera and now that they know where Hera is, she's in danger."

Hel could no longer move her chess pieces when Fenrir heard from Hera. “Looks like you have found your heir after all. “ Hera told Fenrir as she peeked beside her brother. On the clear waters is a moving image of Maxine Shepard and her blue aura.

Power rolls off of her, soft and feminine but dangerous at the same time. “No, ma’am. Not that night. I don’t drink alcohol if I can help it and we were at a human charity event. My advisors have told me never to drink at public events like that.” Zeus and the woman trade a look. I wonder if they can mind link? “Sage words from your advisors. Kas, my name is Hera. It is a pleasure to meet Selene’s youngest daughter,” she smiles with a nod. “Oh! Your Highness, no, please. The honor is mine,” I bow deeply to her.

He asks. "She's probably in the coven room. What does she have to do with this?!" I say and he sighs. "She has everything to do with this, Zeron. First of all, she's a traitor and a disloyal bitch. She is the one who hypnotized and poisoned Zylon. He told me himself, just before he died. I didn't come right away to tell you about it because I needed to investigate further. I found out that Hera is in a relationship with Lochan. She is his first wife"

He bowed to them. "Good afternoon," Orson said dryly, making Heron chuckle. "Ignore him. He has the personality of a piece of cardboard." Zoe giggled as Orson's face turned slightly red. She liked Heron. "Hello, I'm Queen Darina's assistant. My name is Eva," They turned to a woman who was Zoe's height with short curly brown hair and a round figure. Zoe and Ryder smiled at her warmly as she bowed before hugging them.

He said and she nodded then tears fell down her eyes again. “We have to go to the hospital… so you will have to stand up… ehn, had it been you told me yesterday when I was here… abi you call even if it is mid night.” He said to her and helped stand up. “Let me get you something to wear.” He said and rushed to her side of the wardrobe to get her a gown and a trouser then her Khimar. Slowly, he helped her put it on, they were on their way to the hospital in forty five minutes that was quarter past nine.

For days neither she nor Hudson slept, and warriors worked incessantly until they were able to rescue Heron. Just as the sun was rising and the morning sky was taking on a tinted pink to softly beam on the city streets, ushering in a bustle of early-morning activity. Hudson had found Heron in a dimly lit tunnel chained to a black operating table, lying on his stomach with his lower back cut open. There was enough silver and wolfsbane in his system to hinder any form of healing. Additionally, he was barely breathing and was incoherent about everything. “Darling.”

Hellion said. "Yes, because you've always been so forthcoming," I said, crossing my arms over my chest Kiema waved the knife in front of Hellion's face. "I think we'll stick with this method for now." Hellion rolled his eyes. "Who is Herpes?" Kiema asked. Hellion smirked. "What did she tell you to call her? I know it wasn't that name." "Heppni," Saint said before Kiema could open her mouth. She turned and pouted at her mate.