Catherine Fisher Novels & Stories

"But I'll try." He then turned for the door. "Max, wait," I said stopping him. "What aren't you telling me?" He hesitated for a moment and turned back around with a sigh. "She's 24 years old, Alpha. Not a kid anymore but a woman. She's also Cato's parent too. Don't you think that this is her decision?" he asked. I stared at him for a few seconds but pushing his words out of my head, "Max, put your personal feelings aside and just follow my orders."

Opening the door, Christiana stood in front of her. "I forgot my handbag and umbrella at your house." "So sorry for the inconvenience." Her voice was laced with remorse. Staring at her, Daisy Hunter said," What, No, it's really okay…I too forget my stuff in people's homes." Daisy Hunter said, smiling gleefully, exposing her perfect dentition. Stepping into the dimly lit room, Christiana spotted her handbag and umbrella, grabbing it, she thanked Daisy and stepped out immediately.

Austin asked, "Is she your classmate?" Annette shrugged and replied, "A colleague who worked part-time together with me." Melvin stopped and looked back. Catherine asked in confusion, "Who is that man? He brought Annette to such a high-end restaurant." Melvin murmured, "It's Austin, the heir of the Fisher Group." Catherine was dumbfounded. "The Fisher Group which is being targeted by the Norman Group?" Catherine asked. "That's right." Melvin nodded. Catherine was even more surprised.

Tim Salmon Jacobs, a Senator and highly revered business man was friend’s with Catherine’s father. She encountered him mostly during events. Catherine couldn’t understand why he was named after fish. “How have you been, hunny? How’s Heather?” Catherine frowned, hearing her mother’s name. “She’s really good,” she lied. Catherine hadn’t spoken to her mother In four years. Heather didn’t even have the slightest idea that Catherine was in New York. “That’s great to hear. Sit down, let’s catch up,” she looked around before eventually sitting at his table. “How’s Darby,” she asked.

Catherine walked in, looking ethereal like the perfect angel she was in a yellow sundress, with her long hair falling freely down her back. On seeing me, she darted me a smile. “Oh, you're working. I thought you were less busy.” “I should be done in twenty five to thirty minutes, baby. I just have to settle the stock issue I told you about.” I explained, my eyes running down the lithe curve of her waist. Nodding, she uttered. “I'll wait.” As I made to unmute the meeting, Catherine suddenly got down to her feet and crawled underneath the table. Before I could say Jack Robinson, she was situated in between my thighs, her coffee eyes glinting with mischievous lust as she stared up at me.

I trudge up the stairs to our third-floor apartment, shove my key in the lock, and step into the mayhem. "KATHERINE!" Audrey squeals the second I open the door. She jumps around, still in her pajamas. I glance over at Dan lounging on the couch. "Dan, did you let her finish off the entire bottle of champagne while I was gone?" I tease. "Oh, shush Kat, I am fine," she tells me then points to the still half full bottle on the counter. "Mhm," I tell her looking at Dan. He gives me a what-are-you-going-to-do shrug.

At least, I am better than you who is dating someone who isn't up to your standard and still sponsoring his education". Just as they were in the middle of their discussion, one of Catherine’s colleagues and also a friend stepped out, seeing Carla and Catherine discussing by chance. ‘Hi, Catherine’, Emma said., ‘Hi, Emma. Where are you off to?’, Catherine asked, feeling uncomfortable. Her hands were fidgeting, as if she was scared of Emma finding out about her relationship with Carla. ‘Just on my way to get lunch. Is she a relative? She looks beautiful. I am Emma and you?’ Emma asked, facing Carla. Before Carla could respond, Catherine cut her short. ‘No, she is not a relative. She is just a

They had spaghetti, fruit salad, and a cake with a candle shaped 18 on it. Ellaine was forced to speak just to break the awkward silence, “Auntie, a while ago I met a strange woman. Her name is Margarette.” “Margarette? I don’t know a woman named Margarette living in the neighborhood.” “Maybe that’s because she’s living near the city proper. She has this shop selling weird stuffs as well.” Ellaine was not interested in eating her spaghetti anymore. She was merely poking it with her fork. “What kind of weird stuffs?”

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Catherine had always been looking forward to her free day as she either get to do her thesis or play detective and sometimes both but today she decided to find her brother Felipe as she have found a person to help her — big time. She went to Tacky’s apartment holding a brief case containing all the data that could help her find her brother Felipe. They went to the same room or which Catherine would love to call the “FBI” room as there was so much technology in there. Tacky is a computer engineer and a mystery nerd that she had met during a project in a general subject.