Catherine Blake Novels & Stories

The further in she got the more rocks she stumbled over and the blinding light of the lighthouse seemed higher up now that she was so close to it. "Convel" Katherine called out. "I'm here, Convel! It's time for that explanation!" "What? No hullo' to yer own father, Katherinet?" Katherine spun around to see Convel walking toward her through the fog. "Don't you Katherinet me, you would-be murderer!" Katherine said, pointing her finger accusingly at Convel as he came closer. "You tried to kill my family!" Convel was now less than five feet away from Katherine and her enhanced eyes caught the roll of his eyes.

Dr Amanda’s POV I have been standing by the door. I am also acquainted with Mary, she basically raised me during my middle school when my parents were busy with their work abroad. I have been crying since I heard of the incident. But for Kate, her blood pressure is already high she needs to consider her condition. “Kate,” I called, “remember your condition, calm down.” Emma’s POV The main target of the attack was Kate, luckily she was not around. That means that the culprit behind the murder, is preventing us from finding something.

Before I could blink, he was standing behind me, his dagger at my throat. "This is your last chance to back down," the figure said, his voice calm and deadly. "Or else..." I felt my heart racing, and I tried to think of a way out. But there was no escape. The figure had us cornered, and there was no way we could win. I closed my eyes, and I waited for the end. But it never came. Instead, I heard a high-pitched yelp, and then the figure let out a cry of pain. I opened my eyes, and I saw Catherine standing over him, her teeth bared and her hackles raised.

“Don’t talk about my father.” “Or what?” she mocks, stepping closer. “Your slut of a father—” My fist connects with her jaw before she even finishes. She hits the floor hard. “You deserved that,” I spit, pushing her aside to leave— —but then I freeze. There’s blood. A knife. Stuck in her thigh. She lets out a scream, writhing toward the wall. “Someone help! Catherine tried to kill me!” What the hell—

Ssshhh, don't say anything "He is a demon, and even the thought of him fear everyone, young lady. David Wastle is a disciple of sin and the devil who was brought up in an Italian Mafia household Don himself girl. He dominate Hawkins this whole freaking city with his power he is Heartless He has slain people and taken innocent lives; he is a monster and the devil. Ema kept talking and talking... A sense of déjà vu struck her. His warm breath touched her eardrum as he spoke, "Yeah kitten scream my name." She said joyfully, "David ahhhhhh David ahhhhhhhh." While gripping her tighter, he said, "Yes kitten, yes, remember me, remember my name, I'm David Wastle." "KATE!" As Ema yelled, "Bring her

Jade's POV He's been staring at me for the longest, and that hard on... shouldn't he take care of that already? "Blake..." I moaned his name again, trying to entice him even more. What's wrong with Adam? Why is he just laying here while I do all the work? He used to be good, this used to be good but after I kissed Blake-- I know it sounds cliche but after that kiss, I've been wondering what he's like in bed, is he rough and persistent or sweet and soft? Is he the type to whisper how beautiful I am or will he call me his dirty little slut while he fucks me? I want him so bad, oh so bad.

I opened the book again and searched for the page where I left unfinished reading. I was just in chapter ten, but I could say it was full of emotion. The character of Sindy Kate was complex. She had full of flaws, yet she was also strong and driven. She was completely the Harry Bloom I knew, and she did a good job in making Sindy a heroine in the story.

“I’m too old for the ambition game and not exactly sure how I could betray anyone here.” Balric eyed him suspiciously and prayed he wasn’t making a mistake. “Caius’ daughter, Danielle, she’s different from the rest of us. The black book did something to her, something I think the deabru wanted to happen. I need to know everything you know about that book.” Ian frowned. “Did she use the thing as I did?” He almost sounded worried. “No, why?”

Instead of me, the wolf hit Felix. “Felix! Oh My, God!” I don’t know what to do anymore. Felix fell from the peak of the stairs to the ground. His head even made a sound. I rushed downstairs. I should help Felix. I should fight the wolves. The other wolf jump onto me but I kicked him straight in the eye. I rushed to help Felix and aid him. I tried to reach for the knife but the wolf hit me again with its paw. “Catherine!” Mom screamed upstairs. She rushed to help us. A dagger on her hand, which I didn’t know she has inside her room. She straddled and attacked the dark gray wolf that I hit in the eye.