Catherine Heartless Novels & Stories

Well, I didn't know, Kaanadan soon said: — But one thing I haven't understood until now: Why are you training? I moved a little and looked at the tattoo on his chest, running my finger along it to distract myself. — Maybe because I'm tired of being something fragile. — I say quietly. — I'm not like that, Kaan. And while I'm here... I can't deny who I am. — And who are you? We look at each other and I take a deep breath, releasing a light breath through my nostrils. — I'm Celeste... Celeste Brandão, the rebellious and non-standard daughter of the biggest mafioso in South America. Oh, and unfortunately she's married to you.

She wanted to cry out, beg them not to take the children, but all she could manage was a few faint moans of anguish. Except for her chest rapidly rising and falling as she attempted to catch her breath, Catherine froze in dread. "Eliminate the bitch." The last sound Catherine heard was the man's hasty stride, before a knife was thrust right through her heart. They ran away, leaving a massive trail of blood and her body laying on the ground. ***

Catherine didn’t know what had gotten into her. “Alexa, play Cathy’s playlist.” Donovan had a playlist dedicated to each of his lover’s. He took a long time to curate Catherine’s. Even though he said she wasn’t his type, he would be lying if he said he didn’t fantasize about her every now and then. He ran his hand through her messy hair, holding her eyes firmly. Catherine’s blue eyes were inviting, she couldn’t understand why she wasn’t resisting him. Donovan Smith had charmed the whole city and Catherine was his latest victim.

She does everything to get the attention of the person she wants. Danica grinned as she remembered the past. She was a kind and exemplary daughter in the eyes of every person who knew her. But she did not want to be pitied. She hated those feelings! Nicole never did anything bad to her, but she despised her in the depth of her heart because she has the things she lacks. And now, she hates her even more because she has to use her again to fulfill her biggest ambition. Nicole woke up with a severe headache. It's like it's being torn apart. The pain in her body increased as she moved. "Argh! What happened?" she asked herself, feeling so confused, as her eyes remained closed.

Her body was rushed and a last vestige of sanity when opening the door and entering her room was to feel her shoulders being brutally squeezed and her body being pushed against the hand covered with a handkerchief full of strong essence of chloroform. Darkness hit him. Music on* Halsey feat. Yungblud – 11 Minutes Dayna pondered the decisions, observing with a strange calm the documents that needed Karila's signature, she needed to sign everything that had been done, it was not an option, the woman needed to leave a personal authorization of everything that was in her name.

Her dream that she was building get shattered that day in this room too. Where she was dreaming of making their beautiful family and living happily ever after, David was planning his future with another woman. The gruesome sound of their lovemaking and planning of their betrayal still rings in her ear. She was feeling suffocated sitting here. Every wall of this room was caging her inside and making her choke. She was having a hard time breathing. She didn’t waste any time and didn’t care about her pain too. She removed the quilt from her body and put her leg down.

I don't believe in any man every time that they will say those words. I love you. They are just trying to get your heart and trust to get what they want, none other than a woman's maidenhood. Then, they will leave you afterward. I optioned to have a boyfriend to have a personal assistant whenever I have a flight or something to do at work. But feelings were not present. I never loved any guy from my past affairs, even in my current relationship. I can't love any men. I can't trust my heart to any of them anymore.

"I can't believe you'd say this to me, Laurel. Seriously, I've never felt this shock before in my life." I nodded and bit my lips. "Right. You would definitely feel shock about it, won't you? I think I'd say goodnight to my daughter now.'' I said and moved to walk past him. He gripped my arm but I moved away from him. "Don't...touch me. I hate you! Why do you always keep on hurting me every single time? Here I was, thinking that I've got the perfect relationship. A relationship when all we do is fight and fuck. Fuck and fight. No future plans. Blank future. I'm never going to get my happily ever after, aren't I? For fuck's sake, people are talking. People are saying that you have been playin

I promise that I will make you regret what you have done to me! She stared at the ceiling. Her heart was full of resentment towards her mate. Jaxon was the only one that she would blame. Why does the moon goddess give her a heartless one? A man who constantly cheated on her mate. She deserved someone better, someone, who would cherish and respect her as his exclusive woman. She bit her lip. She was unaware when she fell asleep. Even in her dreams, she was heartbroken. She hoped that everything was only a nightmare. “Is she awake? Is she fine?”

Maybe because anger was easier than despair. And anger… oh, it came quickly. Catherine was everywhere. Smiling, playing the victim, spinning the story so neatly that the world lapped it up like milk. She was good. Too good. I watched one of her interviews on a burner phone I’d hidden. Her voice was syrupy, her eyes wet with practiced tears. “I only want Zane to be happy,” she said, pressing a hand to her heart. “And I pray he comes to his senses before it’s too late.”