Novel & Cerita Catherine Bybee Books

Catherine was fourteen months old. She didn’t toddle anymore. She walked with intention. Unsteady only when distracted. Determined when focused. The apartment had shifted again to match her growth. The foam activity mats were gone. In their place stood a small wooden table scarred by spoon impacts and bite marks. Board books lived in low stacks. Cabinet locks remained. Cameras remained. Catherine crossed the living room clutching a picture book upside down. “Book,” she announced. “Yes,” Alex said.

I mutter under my breath as I sit at my desk, staring at the computer screen without really seeing it. I need to focus. I need to concentrate on work and stop thinking about Mr. Macaulay’s cock and the sounds he makes when he fucks me in my dreams. I need to file these documents, schedule these meetings, and be a normal functioning human being who does not fantasize about her boss. "Hey, what’s up babe?" I hear a familiar voice say. I raise my head. Catherine. She’s standing there in a fitted blouse and tailored pants, her hair longer than I remember, her skin glowing like she’s been drinking eight glasses of water a day and getting a solid ten hours of sleep every night.

I open the box, and pull out the first book, and I frown even harder because it is titled - Your Dad Will Do, by a Katee Robert. Feeling realy confused, I pull out the second - Priest, by a Sierra Simone, these books are giving me a certain vibe. I pull out another, laughing at the incredulous title - Does It Hurt, by an H.D Carlton, feeling really curious, I open a random page, and frown as I try to make sense of the scene. I gasp as I begin to make sense of it, my mouth falls open at the full realization of what it actually is, the book falls out of my hand with a resounding thud.

“I know I said this trip would be amazing, but the first day is always a mess. Tomorrow will be better. Trust me.” Bella said nothing. She pulled away from the hug and lay down. To her, it felt like the more she hoped for better days, the worse everything became. Her thoughts drifted to Lucian. What is he doing now? Is Zara okay? Soon, her eyes closed, and she fell asleep. ****** (CATHERINE’S ROOM) “Babe, you need to calm down,” Naya said as Catherine wiped the blood from her nose. “Look at what that lowlife did to me,” Catherine snapped. “I swear, Naya, I’ll teach her a lesson. She’ll learn to stay away from things that aren’t hers.”

“Father, when are you going to let me have a turn with her? She’s been here half a year and I’ve only gotten to watch.” Brian lifted his boot just enough for me to breathe. “Patience, boy. She’s still useful as a warning. Break her too fast and the fun ends.” I kept my eyes on the floor. The blood smelled like rust and fear. My own blood joined it from my cracked knuckles. Catherine Hale. Daughter of Alpha Declan. Last living thing from Ashen Ridge. Now just a rag in their hands. Ben’s boots stopped beside me. I saw the shine of them inches from my face. “Look at me.”

#TylerAndCatherineSigningOff #TheBetasSigningOff xoxo, Cassandra M 💜💜💜 ♡♡♡ ♡♡♡ ♡♡♡ To those who want to see the orders of all the books (per series): THE BLACK SHADOW PACK SERIES He's My Alpha The Beta Is Mine Loving The Gamma In The Arms of My Alpha Through The Eyes of My Alpha Stealing The Heart of My Alpha Under The Moonlight: Collection of Mate Bond Stories INTO THE DARKNESS SAGA (Ten Years after STHOMA) Beneath Her Darkness: The Alpha’s Little Demon Braving The Darkness: One Night With The Demon King Beyond The Darkness: The Alpha’s Little Witch (Coming OCT 2023) THE ALPHA BLOOD CIRCLE SERIES (Ten Years after Beneath Her Darkness) She’s The Luna I Want The Beta And I Gamma Book (Aust

“I’m sorry. I think I forgot the book that I borrowed back at your home, Catherine.” “It’s fine. You can get it tomorrow,” I told him. We continued finishing our meal. For the next few minutes, Mr. Tyrant’s attention was focused on Felix and Jay. He kept on asking them and giving information about Sage. In short, my brothers were far different from Sage. “Since we’re the only ladies here, Cath.” Minnie got my attention. “I think we should have a girl’s day. Let’s go out of this town and do shopping.”

Grace stays quiet, and Clara looks upset that her aunt can not do anything. Catherin is Rowan and Micah's favorite grandmother. Making her angry means they will both have problems. "Do not look for trouble. Finish your food," Madam Catherin says. Madam Catherin is Brave's mother. Brave is Rowan and Micah's father. She raised both boys since they were small. Rowan respects and loves his grandmother very much. Catherin did not like Zaria because Zaria did not take care of her grandson Dante. But now, something feels different about Zaria. The one sitting here looks like a mother. She has dignity.

I asked. "A bee," Isabella said. "It's been there for five minutes. She won't move until it does." We stood together watching Catherine crouch motionless at the rose bed. The bee was on a New Dawn bloom. Moving through the flower with the purposeful efficiency of something that knew exactly what it was doing and had no interest in anything else. "Mama," Catherine said. Without turning. Aware of our presence but not diverting from the bee. "Yes." "It's working."

The place looks like it could benefit from renovation but the local government’s funds have already been pocketed. But despite how shabby it is, Catherine seemed to like it. She liked the old bookshelves, the dark aisles, the outdated computer units, the worn-out tables, and the squeaky wooden floor. She said they looked vintage, and she is never a fan of the fancy contemporary world. While I simply found it amazing how she sees the beauty in ugly things. “Why did you get in that fight, exactly?” Catherine urged as we trailed the bookshelf aisle. “Why don’t you tell your friends about Jackson?” I countered, refusing to answer her question with an equally hard question.