Emaline And Kate Romane & Geschichten

Haidee said to Jane. Doom. Mess. Catastrophe. The lies got bigger than even Haidee believes it. Haidee and Kate looked at each other. “Oh? You are Haidee Wren, right?” Kate recognized her. “Yes,” Haidee replied. “You are Kate Miller. I believed we met each other in Mrs. Julies’ party.” “Yeah. We did. That’s why you look familiar. Then,” Kate paused to glance at Eric. “That man is probably your fiance. Eric Desmond. Am I wrong?”

She rubbed her temples with both hands like she was trying to physically push the morning out of her head. Kate watched her for a moment. "Ahem," Kate cleared her throat dramatically to get Camille's attention. "What was that?" Camille looked up. "What was what?" "Back there. On the sidewalk." Kate walked over to her desk but didn't sit down. She leaned against the edge of it, arms folded, looking at Camille the way someone looks at a friend who is clearly avoiding something obvious. "With the gentleman. Maxwell." Already she didn't like that Kate was calling him a gentleman. He wasn't that at all. All he was, was annoying.

Emma ended the call and slammed her phone onto the desk, breathing heavily. Someone was orchestrating this. And if she found out who, she was going to make them regret it. Meanwhile, in a lavish hotel suite, Kate lounged on the king-sized bed, swirling a glass of red wine in her hand as she watched Thomas Winters pace the room. She could feel the tension in his movements, the calculated satisfaction in his smirk as he checked his phone every few minutes, watching the chaos unfold online. Kate took a slow sip of her wine, stretching her legs out lazily. “So,” she purred, “you’re telling me the person you hired got these pictures?”

EMMELINE They are never going to find the bodies of the men I killed on the day of my mating ceremony. Neither would they find me. My name is Emmeline Carrington, and I am King Carrington's daughter and the last female Lycan. Six Months Earlier As I stood before Jonas, my fated mate, our hands intertwined and our smiles beaming, I couldn't think of a more perfect day. It was the day of our mating ceremony, and to say that I was still in awe of everything playing out would be a sheer understatement. I just couldn't believe a day like this had finally come, that something this good, this perfect, would ever happen to a girl like me.

Moreover, although he was unfamiliar with Catherine, he could tell from her way of doing things that she was direct and did not like to beat around the bush. If Catherine really wanted to deal with Emma, she could have done it directly. There was no need to sow discord. He looked coldly at Emma and said mercilessly, "You get the hell out of here now!" Emma begged Elton not to treat her like this, but Elton did not give her a chance. Elton directly had the servant throw her things out. Catherine left the Wales' and came to the hospital. Amelia had already woken up, and her wound was not a big deal. For safety reasons, the doctor asked her to stay in the hospital for two days.

Kate forced a smile so quickly it hurt. “Oh,” she said softly, cleaning her cheeks. “Something just entered my eyes honey.” Elena studied her face carefully, as if she didn’t quite believe the excuse. Children always saw more than adults gave them credit for. Kate pulled her closer, breathing in her scent, holding her just a second longer than necessary—long enough to pretend everything was still normal. Her little hands reaching up to touch Kate’s face. The moment Kate looked at her properly, her heart twisted. How could she leave?

I couldn't stop my tears. Slap! "This is what I'm saying. You stupid daughter of mine!" She declared with pain in her eyes as if what I had done was unacceptable. How did wanting my mate turned into something wrong? Hector was my mate and keeping him had everything to do with my happiness. I want him! Only him! Tears rained down my face with my right hand covered my left cheek. " Thank God after all the despicable acts he still wants you if not I would have killed you myself" she threatened pointing a finger at my face " Mom please don't leave me here" I knelt on the floor as I begged her to take me with her, I understand I had offended her but couldn't she understand that I didn't want to b

I made my way through the crowd, exchanging laughter and stories with the others. "April, dance with me!" Augustine called out, spinning me onto the dance floor. I laughed, feeling carefree. As the music changed, I spotted Emma's children – Camilla, Rosaline, and Lucien – sneaking off to their room. "Augustine, I think Emma's kids are up to something," I whispered. Augustine's eyes sparkled. "Let's go investigate." We snuck out of the party, following Camilla, Rosaline, and Lucien to their room.

"Please, have a seat. After all these years, you're still as beautiful as ever." Elena had heard this kind of courtesy compliment too many times. She knew her own looks well enough. Looking at the poised, gentle woman across from her, Elena couldn't imagine that Kate could actually backstab someone. However, she kept all her thoughts to herself. Her only curiosity was why Kate spent time with Lauren. Had she really gotten so treacherous behind the scenes? "I've been thinking of picking up sketching again, so I thought of you. I didn't expect your number to be the same. Eryham's not far from Draventh. We should keep in touch more." Kate stood and poured Elena a cup of tea.

I leaned forward, curiosity getting the better of me. He raised his green eyes to me and then lowered them to his coffee and blew on it. For once since we met, I felt a sense of familiarity surface within me. I watched this man attentively, he took a sip of his coffee and then placed the cup back down. " Elena " the name rolled of his tongue and he leaned back, now I felt like he had aged more since we met. "She was so beautiful and bubbly but then she was a calm storm waiting to strike any minute, her heart was pure and vicious. She is Pauline's younger sister "