Katarina Stratford Novels & Stories

"I’m sorry I got too excited." "No harm done!" I reached out and ruffled her hair before a faint shriek escaped her lips. "Darvin! Not my hair!" "Why are you screaming, Katarina?" Sofia came down the stairs, skipping her way until she reached us. If Katarina is the prim and proper one, the youngest is the wild and reckless one. "Darvin is going on a date!" Katarina exclaimed, clasping her hands together as if it was the best thing she’d heard.

Katarina. Victoria turned her head sharply toward her sister, blood still wet on her hands. Katarina was at the edge of the carnage, untouched, at ease, golden eyes sparkling with mirth. Her long black hair was perfectly in place, as if she hadn’t just timed a massacre. “You’re fighting so hard,” Katarina said with her arms crossed across her chest. “For what?” Victoria’s chest heaved. “For my freedom.”

"Whatever happened, the accident, I want you to know that your mother and I..." "Belinda is my stepmom," Katrina said, voice sharp. "And this isn't the conversation I came here to have." Edward's mouth closed. "So who is he?" Calista said, and everyone looked at her. She was looking at Spencer. "Spencer Ashford, you've been in the news for humanitarian work, the medical foundation." She tilted her head. "Are you her.... what exactly are you to her? Colleague? Boyfriend?" Her eyes moved to Katrina's left hand. "Clearly you're not engaged or married."

INTRODUCTION: (Katerina's POV) I'm Katerina Bathas, seventeen years old. I'm the most underrated and hated shifter in my pack, the fallen moon pack. Yes, everyone, apart from my only friend, hated me for some reasons. Some say it's because of the way I look, others say it's because I am too weak and lazy to fight, to defend my pack or even myself in times of battle and so on.

" I pressed the button and put down the phone before she could say anything else. Getting up, I made my way to Damien's office just in time to see him pick up his cell and put it to his ear, feigning a call. I folded my arms over my chest, smirking. "I just saw you pick that up. I know you're not talking to anyone." He groaned, putting it down. "It's her again, isn't it?" I nodded. "Seems it's you she wants, but apparently, you deal with her 'personally.'" Besides she's single rich georgous and a perfect match. Have seen Katerina Charlton once and I just know she has the Hots for Damien.

“I know that Katarina doesn’t feel the best about you getting married to someone else after what you did to her, but that’s all it is. She couldn’t have possibly done something like that.” “She strangled Lauren’s mother after days of using her as a sex object for other men and giving her drugs as a reward, making her addiction even worse. As if that was not enough for her, she drove a truck and used it to hit Lauren.” “That doesn’t make any sense,” Darla argued. “Katarina is simply not that kind of person.” “You don’t believe it because Katarina is your friend, but she confessed to everything.” I took my phone and played her the voice records that I’d turned on when Katarina was making her c

Ella physically recoiled as she wondered what kind of business party this was. Chase realized how uncomfortable she was and led her away to a quieter place. One that looked more sane. "She’s something, isn’t she?" he said casually, not even glancing back. "Who?" Ella asked, though her chest already knew the answer. "Katrina," he said. "That’s her name. Katrina James." Ella raised an eyebrow. "Oh." He nodded, loosening the collar of his shirt. "Nine-time global award-winning actress turned investor. She walked off the stage and straight into billion-dollar businesses. Classy. Ruthless. One hell of a negotiator."

Tragedy had always been her specialty so that is what her thesis is about – after all her life is all about tragedy ever since her brother had gone missing. “Lyra! More expression.” Anita shouted and that had distracted Catherine from typing and suddenly she got a writer’s block which she hated the most. She stood up from the corner which caught the attention of her mother. Catherine walked towards the stereo and changed the music into hip hop. “What on earth are you doing?” Anita annoyingly said and for sure she could be grounded for doing this but she always have her wits to escape her punishment. The ballet dancers were confused, too.

Katarina’s POV A scream tore through my throat as my eyes trailed down to my bloody body. My blurry eyes shone out in terror as I stared dangerously at the blood-stained down from his body to the bed, almost streaming to where I lay. I couldn't help but scream again as I realized what today was, and instantly hands reached for my mouth, covering it to avoid more cries from coming out as I kept staring at him for heaven knows I didn't know the face of the man laying beside me in the pool of his blood.

Xander begins to head towards their direction when our son Nick comes running down the stairs. “ Did you see Nat?” He asks and we’re both confused. He shakes his head and then walks towards the door but stops. Something is obviously going on. Nick steps back, rubbing the back of his neck nervously as he moves out of the way of a very beautiful brunette with green eyes who I am guessing is Nate’s daughter Katarina.