Homecoming Kate Morton Novels & Stories

If he won't help, maybe out of the kindness of his heart he'll steer me in the right direction. Without stopping to think about it anymore, she reached for her jacket again and was out of the house before she could change her mind. She was finally at the Morrison house. It was a work in progress. She parked her car at the front of the house and got down from after after switching off her engine. She looked around the surrounding and she noticed there was some development in the area. "It seems Mr Morrison is renovating his home." She thought to herself. She walked towards the front porch and knocked on the door. There wasn't any response from anyone, but the windows were opened and she figur

I know that he will run at the back door just to run away from me, to save his life, but I will not allow that, because there’s a debt that he needs to pay, and the payment is his LIFE. I went back inside the house and went upstairs to my room. I took Kera out and told her that there will be a big game that will happen later, and she needs to watch because she will be my only audience aside from my mom and dad inside my heart necklace. She said “Yes” to it and I know she is also excited like me. I put her at the top of the cabinet, for her to watch clearly and I wrote “MORTEM” on a piece of paper with my blood and let her hold it. After a few hours of waiting. I heard Mang Berto’s pickup tru

"I won't even give you a single day. I already told your mom. She'll have someone take you back today." "Neil, you can't do this to me!" Kate cried hysterically, thrashing around and smashing everything within her reach. It wasn't until the doctors injected her with a sedative that she finally went quiet. Soon, Margaret's people arrived to take her away. As Kate lost consciousness before being taken away, she still clung to my hand. Silently, I pried her fingers away and watched her go. The next time I heard anything about Kate was a week later. The second her plane had touched down, Margaret had shipped her straight to the Pruitt residence. They threw a massive wedding shortly after, and al

“But I’m back now. And I’m not going anywhere.” Kate’s smile widened, and she gestured toward the bathroom. “You need a proper bath,” she said. “Stay here. I’ll run the water for you.” She disappeared into the bathroom, and I sank onto the edge of the bed, my body heavy with exhaustion. The events of the past few days played over in my mind, and I felt a fresh wave of gratitude for Kate’s bravery. Without her, I would still be in Jasper’s clutches, or worse. Kate returned a few minutes later, a towel slung over her shoulder. “The water’s ready,” she said, her voice gentle. “Take your time. I’ll go find you something proper to eat.”

Hiram had personally slapped his son, been slapped himself, and apologized profusely, only to compensate with a car. The Moor family! Belleford's top family, scared by a woman? Many were shocked and even more frightened. Looking at Kate's back, many were puzzled—why did this goddess seem like a demon? Easton was utterly despondent. Kate returned to her room, seeing Kiran York sitting casually inside. He smiled at her from the doorway…

Just hearing the name Morvane gives her the chills. “I remember reporting that I was trapped and attacked by a demon, in the Morvane camp?” “What's all this all… hold on! You mean!” John had already lost it. But something clicked in his head. Zero won't just attack violently. Unless he sees a threat, someone like Adrian and the… “Don't tell me that, she is a…” “Don't tell me it took you this long to figure out the puzzle.” Kate looked more disgusted at John. Which he didn't mind because his mind was spinning violently.

“The other one, will attend the school for the very first time today. While the other one, is her first time to enjoy an event with friends. Both tied on the wound of their past, yet was now slowly enjoying bit by bit of their life. With also the help of the warm hand of two people who was pulling them up and always on their side.” Seeing Zitrey expression changing every second while talking at Nathan and Nikka; in others eyes, she may look like angry, but to Kate, Zitrey is very please today and excited. Kate smiled and went inside. Then she suddenly received a call. As soon as she answered it. The air around her changed greatly, hot air of rage was like filling the room. “Well, now, let's

It was relaxing and as she listened to the soft voice speaking to her, she never knew when she started zapping out in another zone. It was almost like she was floating in the air, her whole body was limp and she could not move an inch. “What’s your name?” she heard someone ask her and she smiled drowsily. That was easy. “Kate,” she replied immediately. “Your full name.” That too was easy. “Katherine Iris Thornton.” “Where are you from?” “Manhattan.” There were a few more mundane questions to which she replied almost immediately; Things that she had never realized she already knew about herself. Like what was her first school. Or what was her favourite food. It was not making sense. Even Aida

She doesn't, "Who were you spying on, brother?" I'm trying to come up with an answer as Morgan says, "Is all that from you? Once?" I'll take any change in topic, "Yes, that thing I had when you graduated, never went away." Morgan's hand goes out, stops, "Whoa," is all she says, then, "Sooooooo, who were you watching?" "Kate. I found this place the other day, and while I was in here, she came into the room." Morgan smiles wickedly, "She's a randy one, I can tell. Who'd she bring in here?"

I was bound on making her fall for me again and I'd fucking turn the earth to make that come through. I was reaching for my door handle when my phone buzzed. I cursed under my breath and swiped it up. “What?” Norman’s voice came through, annoyingly calm. “Damon, when will you be home for dinner?” “Not tonight.” My tone was flat, final. There was a pause. Then, almost too carefully, Norman added, “But Kate is here. And the Marshalls. Her family came by. They are waiting for you to join them.”