Anna Cathcart Ethnicity Novels & Stories

The soft breeze and the dancing of the trees kept u company as we made our way back to the cliff. The lady she spoke about, Shannara was African. If her skin was purely black then there was no way she was European. Their ignorance about the race meant they don't know Africa which is impossible because everyone knows there are different races. Even if Charlaedon is a remote village in the world some things are ought to be known. What century did they exist in?

​The Carter Family was the 5th largest family in Verdansk City. They monopolized the entertainment business in Verdansk City, ranging from amusement parks and nightclubs to owning boxing arenas. ​The Carter Family was highly respected by the other major families, not only because they were in the top 5 families of Verdansk City, but also due to their close ties with the underground world, including the mafia. ​Angeline forced herself to act politely toward Ashton. Given her family's currently unstable condition, she didn't want to create a bad image by being disrespectful to him.

Cornelia walked step by step until she was in front of Waldo, then raised her head and smiled, "I congratulate the two of you." "May I ask who you are?" Waldo squinted, looking at Cathy's beautiful face. "Let me introduce myself. My name is Cathy, and I am a merchant from Latina. I have come uninvited today because I have something to discuss with the two of you." Cornelia smiled, her expression calm. Grace really disliked this young and beautiful girl. Right now, she felt a kind of unexplainable hostility towards women who were younger and prettier than her, especially in front of Waldo.

Only I can’t—his eyes on me unnerve me completely. “With my mom half-Filipino, we weren’t good enough to have his name. Because the mafia is filled with racist assholes. Never mind that most people have no idea we’re a quarter Filipino. Carlo did his best to wipe it out of our home—my mom wasn’t allowed to cook Filipino food or speak the language around us.”

Catrina fanned herself with one hand, saying, “I honestly thought those photos were hot, hot, hot! They look good together!" Leaning forward to her table, Catrina suggested, “Who knows, Savannah might be… the third shareholder of the company - Shhhh. Don’t say I suggested that. We don’t want to spoil it for everybody.” Kate’s full name was Sarah Kate Wright. However, her family was used to calling her Kate, since Sarah was her maternal grandmother's name. Now that she knew Carlos owned CSK Apparel, she speculated about the company's name. A big part of her wished it meant Carlos’ and her name, Sarah Kate.

She was beautiful. I want to account for this honestly — Cassie Carter was genuinely, specifically beautiful, with the particular and striking quality of a woman who had inherited the best of every feature and who maintained those features with the specific and considerable resources of a woman whose entire life had been organized around their maintenance. She had our father's cheekbones and her mother's coloring and the specific and polished quality of a woman who had been told since childhood that her face was her most important attribute and had taken that information seriously.

Wow, I knew the Carters were rich, but this rich to have homes in different countries, just wow. I may have come from a family of old money, but I never acted it, in highschool I was bullied because my surname was a Carrington but nothing to prove it, a girl once suggested that maybe I was adopted that's why my father never cared, or maybe I wasn't really his child, I almost believed the latter, but grandma Millie was a red head just like me, so I knew I was a Carrington through and through, it's just that I have uncaring parents that's why. I didn't want to go to sleep yet, so I asked

She saw Nagos staring at her wings and she chuckled. Leanunya smiled “yeah i’m not a Cattarina. I’m a Cattgon.” She knew that at one point or another during their training he would have found out that she was a Cattgon. Nagos nodded then a look of curiosity shone in his eyes and he couldn't resist asking her, “If your a Cattgon then that means you're wanted dead?” Leanunya chuckled at his boldness, “yes, though I’m wanted for many other things as well.

(Cathy pov) My name is Cathy and I am an omega as the wolves call it, wolves that are tagged omega's are usually traitors, criminals and wolves with very low social standings. I was born into wealth but that didn't last long in my life,my father was an army general, yeah 'was' he died in battle... I think his death was planned by his fellow generals. After my father died the other army general did everything they could to take all my fathers wealth and left us with nothing...we hard to struggle to get by everyday afraid of being shamed and bullied. My life isn't something interesting I have been living as an omega for as long as I can remember, my life has been really hard it isn't filled wi

Adonis repeats himself, still having that Italian accent and hoarse voice in him after so many years. Angelo quickly knees down as caitrona strides closer to where Yemi is standing nervously. She smiles at Yemi as she holds her arm. "Honey, don't worry, we will let Angelo be responsible for you. What tribe are you?" "Yoruba!" she stammered, looking at how Caitrona's skin glows and how noble she looks. "Signora Dellucci, no need please, no need to be responsible for me." "Don't say that. Even my late mother was part Yoruba and part itsekiri. I'm glad this part of history is repeating itself!" she chuckles.