Katarina Stratford Novels & Stories

“But instead, my ex slash auntie is asking me to help her track down a club girl. Tell me... Does Uncle Viktor know you're utilizing his pathetic nephew's resources behind his back?” I pulled my phone back toward me. "Viktor has nothing to do with this and if you value your breathing privileges, you won't mention my name or this photo to anyone, especially not him." ​Conrad’s chuckle faded. He leaned over the table, crossing his arms as he looked at the screen one more time. ​"I know her.” My ears perked up. Now, I have a lead. "Her name is Katerina. She’s an elite handler, a high-end, very exclusive contractor, usually hired by the old guard families in Los Angeles to dig up dirt on assets.

Lana This evening marks the manifestation of my long-awaited wish. Yet, here I am, undecided about what to wear. Katarina Hart, my best friend, has been here for over an hour, diligently assisting in organizing and designing the event center for my inaugural ceremony. She excels in a multitude of skills – from healing and artwork to teaching, knitting, dancing, event coordination, and managing the Pack. She's that friend you can't help but be envious of.

Jared was giving me the beady eye like he thought I was about to keel over from heat stroke any minute, and I just might, but not from the heat of the sun. "I'm going to kill you." "Dude!" He backed up from me like I'd lost my mind. Fucking lemon my ass, he'd sold me a fucking thoroughbred disguised as a nag. I should be happy, right, somehow I wasn't though. If she had all that going on, then why the fuck was she hiding under those butt ugly suits? "Start talking Jared, and make it good, who the fuck is Katarina Sloane?" I gave him my signature glare to let him know I meant business. I wanted to know what the fuck was going on, and I wanted to know now.

I replied, throwing back the rest of my brandy. Katrina came out just then in a black ritual dress similar to the one she wore the night we both ended up on The Otherside. Her dark hair was down in a side braid off her right shoulder. She was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. No matter how many times I saw her, I thought this every single one of them. I have always thought this. “What?” She asked. Apparently we were both admiring her, but not saying anything. I just laughed. “You are so beautiful.” I said to her with a wink. She smiled and almost knocked me dead. I was starstruck, that was for sure.

But if you are a nymphomaniac like me, go ahead ;) Also guys, for the better understanding of the stories, I’d also like to give you the order in which the books should be read: 1)Nathaniel Lachlan 2)Aaron Riverwood 3)Landon Chambers 4) Emily Warner 5) Danika Williams Danika Williams Everyone in the room stared at me as I smashed the third glass on the ground in anger. I hadn’t had proper food for 2 days. My mom, who was a former Miss Universe, controlled my life since I was a child. Nine years ago, when I was only 18 years old, she wanted me to be Miss Universe too but I was the runner up, which angered my mom, so much so that she didn’t let me eat for 5 days as a punishment.

Katerina Two taps, and then the bedroom door swings open to reveal a woman older than my mother. Her short hair is streaked white and gray, like a birch tree in winter. She's wearing a stiff dress the color of mud that covers her from her wrists to her ankles. The only color on her is the twin sapphire studs in her ears. They match the discerning eyes that follow my hand as I shove my phone under a pillow. "Dobriy vecher," she says. "You must be Katerina. I'm Ulyana Nazarova, the head of the household staff."

The room quieted. “Here’s your show.” My chest heaved. My nails dug into my palms. “My name is Katarina Delgado. My father sold me. My brother died for me. And now I’m your entertainment.” Gasps rippled through the crowd. But I didn’t care. I didn’t stop. “I’m not your fantasy. I’m not your toy. I’m not your pet. I’m a girl who was stolen, caged, and dressed up like a doll so men like you could jerk off to my humiliation.”

The officer slips a plastic bag over the glass and takes it away. Stanton reads the note then holds up a hand. "My lieutenant there confirms from the files that several escapees from Blessingmoors reported that the man who released them was called Tom, and he had a sister in there called Katy." He turns to Charlotte. "Do you remember a Katy?" "Yes, I do. She was small when I knew her. Maybe six or seven." Tom nods. "That would have been about right, yes, for when you knew her." Charlotte tugs her hand from Michael, hugs herself, rocking slightly in her seat, head bowed.

But if you are a nymphomaniac like me, go ahead ;) Also guys, for the better understanding of the stories, I’d also like to give you the order in which the books should be read: 1)Nathaniel Lachlan 2)Aaron Riverwood 3)Landon Chambers 4) Emily Warner 5) Danika Williams Danika Williams Everyone in the room stared at me as I smashed the third glass on the ground in anger. I hadn’t had proper food for 2 days. My mom, who was a former Miss Universe, controlled my life since I was a child. Nine years ago, when I was only 18 years old, she wanted me to be Miss Universe too but I was the runner up, which angered my mom, so much so that she didn’t let me eat for 5 days as a punishment.

“You’re joking.” “Raina Robert Cole. Spill! Right fucking now.” I sighed. “I might’ve hired someone.” Cassie shrieked. “You did not! Again, I say someone bring back our Raina. This is definitely a clone” Katrina leaned so close to her camera that all I saw was her forehead. “Who’d you hire?” I hesitated and Katrina’s eyes sparked like she had made a huge discovery. “Oh my God, it’s that stripper from the club, right?”