Cathy Pace Novels & Stories

Her tight emerald green dress clings to her slender body curves like glue, the slit of the dress reaching the middle of her thigh. She is bare footed and her feet is wet. She must have been dipping her feet into the swimming pool near the balcony. I can't shake off the fact that she is Cathy, Nate's elder and only sister. She arrives in front of us, an infectious smile printed all over her pretty face. "Hi chipmunk." I nearly cringe at Nate response. "Meet Tasha, my—" "Girlfriend," she waves him off. "I know already. Enough with the formalities." She turns to me. "Allow me to introduce myself darling. I am Catherine Adams. But you can call me Cathy. It is nice to finally meet you."

she declared. Bradley looked away from Maggie to her. “Ah, you are the Ptakallis. You realize you’re fighting a lost battle.” “My visions are never wrong and you have already sealed your fate by coming in here to attack us.” He laughed. “Kill her and finish the others.” Before either of his men could move, Cathy tore through them with the speed of lightning, her protracted claws slashing through them. But the cuts she made on them were not deep enough and while they were double over in pain, they were healing quickly.

Mace smiles at me through the mirror. “Are you okay?” Mum asks. I pace to the door and walk back to stand behind her chair. She stands but maintains the distance between us. I’m okay. I’m fine. “Cal?” “Cathy was talking to another man,” I blurt out. Mum settles on the chair with a smile. Mace slides down to the floor and she wedges him between her legs. I cross over and lift him up. After two failed attempts to pluck out my eyelashes, he gives up. I look at the door a few times. I don’t know why I expected Cathy to come after me. Mace tries to pull my beards. I’m trimming it after the Manchester tour. When he doesn’t succeed, he throws his little arms around my neck. “She wants to go on a da

"Be Good." "I will, I go to my room." Eve darted upstairs, nanny Meg also went with Eve, Cathy didn't say a word to Betty, she left her in the dining. Cathy is driving to the office after she has given Casper the food she prepared for him, she is on tinted windows, and she notices someone is following her, she texts Craig, to get out of the place. Cathy runs into the company, Tony is coming behind her. "Hey, love, who is chasing you?"

Several minutes and two hands later and the echo of the front screen door opening filtered through the house followed by the scraping of heels against the wooden floor. Cathy walked into the kitchen and smiled. She wore a dark red strapless dress that rested high above her knee, a silver chain and cross like the one Nana gave Sandra before her trip to France, and a pair of dangling silver earrings. Her long legs were covered in a pair of silk stockings and she wore a pair of six-inch black stiletto heels. From the look and smell of her, she had been on a date, which explained why she did not come to supper. “Hello everyone,” she said with a sweet smile as she sacheted into the room and sat h

I crack an eye open, and the next thing I know, Audrey has thrown herself down on my bed, pinning me in a tight hug and disrupting any more rest I was hoping to get. "Happy birthday, bitch!" She squeals after finally releasing me. Audrey Lucille Prince: curvy hips, voluptuous chest and tumbling red hair, she was always the center of attention. Best friends since we wore the same blue dress to first grade; inseparable growing up. That is, until college. She went down to Tennessee while I went over to Boston. But the distance only made us closer and, somehow, we both ended up back in Ohio in the city of Columbus, only two hours away from our small hometown called Cambridge. Total opposites, he

"You should have seen his face! He turned bright red and literally threw the key in my face." I spent the whole day with Cathy, and she even cooked me a nice homemade meal, stating I would get some sort of cancer if I kept eating junk food. She literally called it rotten food. She helped me clean my bedroom and dressed me in even shorter blue shorts and a thin red tank top, claiming it was like a hundred degrees outside—which was absurd considering how partly cloudy it was. She braided my hair into a fishtail. Cathy was really wild. I already figured that out the day I met her. She was beautiful, open, fun, and outgoing. Today I learned she was 19, liked horror movies just like me, loved coo

No one should have to deal with such things while at work and it is my fault that Rachel is still here as my assistant. Rachel is already sitting at her desk when I arrive at 6am. I’ve never had an issue with her punctuality. But I can’t seem to find an assistant with all the right qualities. Cathy, my former assistant, was perfect. But she found her mate with a warrior from a visiting pack, and she moved to be with him.

She had to think positive if she married she would no long have to endure the cruelty of her mother. Cassie sat at the dressing table brushing out her long black wavy hair. She looked at herself in the mirror. Her skin was pale a fine porcelain her eye were a piercing color of ember her features were delicate and refined with her high cheek bones and strong jawline. She stood five foot seven inches tall. She was tall for a woman of her time. She had a perfectly sculpted body that turned many heads when she went to town on the rare occasion with her mother. Marcella was a site of beauty standing only five feet two inches tall. Her skin was the same porcelain color her eyes black as night.

(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