Cato X Katniss Novels & Stories

She had been waiting for the go ahead for several minutes, but all this annoying human seemed to want to do was scold her for talking to someone in a bar the night before and the night before that… “Yes…hurry up…” Scott huffed and folded his arms. He looked across at the warehouse that they had been watching for the past hour…they had seen the gang all arrive and go inside and now was the time to strike, just as they would be counting their stash. He watched as Kat took her jacket off, revealing a harness strapped over a tight black singlet. Scott’s eyes travelled over her perfect breasts for a moment, then over her ass in the commando pants as she turned and walked away from him. He squinte

I assure him, but his frown said otherwise, he's not happy about a little being around. "Okay," he says, not meaning it really. The rest of the drive wasn't that long, I connected to my alpha asking him how things are going, we were almost there. 'The kitten agreed for us to become her cg' Mathew, my alpha tells me the best news ever.

she sneered at me and fear clouded my vision. “What… are you talking about,” I yelled, sounding ignorant. “She isn't denying it,” Ava pointed out, but I kept a straight face and asked again. “What are you talking about, Ava?” “My brother still had the mate bond with Catherine, meaning his dick would have been ready to give fucks even if you drugged him,” she explained and I swallowed hard. “You are saying thrash, this baby is a fucking Michealson,” I yelled and burst into a round of laughter.

He paused for a second, looking down, before adding, “And blessed with a plum chest.” Yet again, Kenzie’s mouth fell on the floor. She acted to free herself from Andrew, but he held on to her too tight. She warned, “Don’t be such a pervert or I’ll get a divorce.” With Andrew laughing at her words, she let herself at ease. Somehow, her instincts were not being defensive, and she felt comfortable with the man. “I like you... Let me guess, your name is gorgeous?” Andrew inquired. Seeing Kenzie shake her head and smirking in amusement, he resumed, “No? Then your name must be Katniss… because you are starting an uprising… in my district.”

Helen frowned as she watched the thugs closed in, her fingers clenching over her briefcase as she said calmly, "There's no point in killing me. I don't have the money—it's with my mother." "What?! You manipulative bitch…" Cato was stunned for a moment but soon laughed savagely as his eyes flashed furiously. Wheezing, he growled with a sinister smile, "Well, it doesn't matter. You're all staying here! And I've been watching you for a while, Ms. Lane… No, I've been watching you since the moment we met! So—let's have some fun first, and then I'll call your mother to pay up. If she refuses to…"

"Bella, what are you doing? I raised them." She snapped. "Did you not hear it? Twenty-four hours. You're betting your life on a blind cat and a lame one?" I blocked the window. Didn't move. When that didn't work, she switched it up. "Jaime, be smart. Kill these pieces of trash. That's six slots between us. We load up on real beasts. We'll be safe." "No." I held her stare. "Who says they can't protect me? Bubba isn't lame. Missy isn't blind. They're good cats. Touch them and we're done."

He was the perfect fit. "But..." I began to protest, but Rowan cut me off. "No buts, Claire. Go on. I'll see you later." His dismissal tone left me with no rooms for arguments. With a sigh, I grabbed my backpack and headed out the door. Jace was leaning against a sleek black motorcycle, his arms crossed over his chest. He looked up as I approached, a smirk playing on his lips. Annoying jerk. "Ready for your first day of hell, Kïttên?" he asked, his voice low and husky. I just wondered if puberty was just nice enough to grant him the irresistible bass, or it's always been there.

Kat stroked her hair and gave her a brief, lip-grazing kiss. "Stand up," she told her. Caitlyn obeyed. Kat stood and unzipped the back of Caitlyn's dress. Her black thong and strapless bra were the only thing covering her lithe, beautifully tanned body. Kat unhooked her bra and let it fall to the floor. She had hard, upturned breasts that were about twice the size of Kat's and obviously man-made. The two women faced one another and kissed. "Tell John how I got you here," Kat said.

“She’s not at school yet. But you don’t get to talk about her.” Cato chuckled darkly. “Oh? What, am I supposed to be afraid of a kid who isn’t even old enough to walk these halls?” Lucian’s eyes narrowed, the protective fire flaring up in his chest. “You’re playing with fire.” “Maybe,” Cato said, smirking wider, “but it’s your heads that’ll get burned.” The tension snapped. Before anyone could stop them, Phoenix and Lucian lunged forward, fists raised, the air crackling with raw energy as they clashed with Cato.

Katarina “I hate how he gets into my head,” I blurt out, slamming a book shut in frustration. The words come out before I can stop them. “It’s like he’s always there, no matter what I do. It’s not just the bond, it’s him. He’s inside my mind, and I don’t know how to get him out.” Cassandra watches me with interest. “You’re his mate, Katarina,” she says again. “That means you have the same power over him that he has over you. Get into his head the way he gets into yours.”