Katarina X Garen Novels & Stories

Why did she do these things to me? “Okay, Killian,” Katya said walking into the living room. She really was drop-dead gorgeous. She was wearing her hair up in a high ponytail, a black tight tiny tee, and some jeans that hugged her so tight it should have been against the law, her biker boots made her easily a foot taller, but what caught my attention was her weapons. “What in the hell, are you Xena?” I ask, standing up. “What?” She said, putting her jacket on.

“My name is Katarina, I am the head-maid here.” “The name’s Jaimie. Yes. I am the new bodyguard of Ana and Gavin.” I responded. Katarina looked at me from head-to-toe. “You’re so pretty. I expected the new bodyguard to be—” “Taller?” “Muscular.” She said matter-of-factly. “But yes, now that you mentioned it, I’d expected someone taller, and less… easy on the eyes.” She added. Katarina’s eyes scanned me once again; slower this time. She walked around me in a circle while keeping her eyes transfixed on me, surveying every detail of my frame.

"Argon, you need help. You are just too evil." "Hahaha… Thanks for the compliment. Interestingly, Katrina is a woman interested in you, right? She drools at just the mere mention of your name. She is angry you found Kierra and wants Kierra out of the way and she doesn't mind Kierra dead. And I will be happy to execute her wish if Kierra doesn't come back to me. Than see Kierra be with you, I would rather prefer Kierra dead and also kill you later." "You are a Psycho. I know Katrina has told you everything about me. Her jealousy will only ruin her. Argon, what you say does not scare me because I won't allow you to lay a finger on Kierra."

⇜ ♡♡♡ ⇝ LUCAS. A warm smile tugged on my lips the moment Katarina ascended to the stage with Sofia and Celeste. She had a rose gold strapless gown with a sweetheart neckline that perfectly accentuated her collarbones. All of them looked beautiful, like goddesses, but I knew in my heart that in a room full of beautiful females, no one could beat my Luna.

I smell her sweet scent, knowing it’s her. “Are they trying to mate you off again?” Katarina walks in and sits on my bed. I exhale, looking at Kat. She is stunning. Tall, slender body with curves for days. Long strawberry blonde hair down her back with hazel eyes that can always read me like a book. To others she comes across as a bitch but with me she is just Kat. The kid I grew up with. “Yep.” “Well, you can’t help how powerful you are.” She backs me. Like she always does make me smile. “If only we claimed each other.”

A pained look crosses Janus’ face “Garnet managed a spectacular move with her foot whilst I had her arm twisted high up her back and stomped me full in the jewels. To be honest I’m proud of the move but not too happy to be on the receiving end.” Gunther laughs aloud and I can barely stifle my laugh. “I like it that he can admit that Garnet got him good but it’s quite pathetic being hurt by a girl.” Gunther laughs. I cringe. I’ve seen Garnet spar during training and she’s got power, accuracy and speed. But Gunther’s right: she’s a girl. Not a warrior in training. I turn to Jared “And your story? Who kicked you? Who gave you the kitty scratch?”

’ August sighed. Of course, we saw this request coming. Zoe is, after André, Katrina’s best friend. Zoe and Kat are like Thales and me. And who would I be to break up another dynamic duo? And it is backward for Incubi to select heirs based on gender. Though I like to think if Nina had woken when Katrina turned sixteen, Alec would have thrown that rule out.

Katarina had to live isolated in the mountains and move from country to country. In order to carry out her plan of vengeance against her sister, she made an effort to hide her whereabouts. After she heard the news that Jovanka was alive and had a human immortal partner and a daughter with him, Katarina felt it was the right time to avenge the hatred that had been rooted in her heart for hundreds of years. Katarina heard a knock on her door. She immediately snapped her fingers and transformed into a man wearing sunglasses. Katarina snapped her fingers once more. Her door opened and revealed a man wearing a tight leather jacket to cover his muscular body.

she finished. I nod slowly, weighing the idea in my head. "It's the only logical explanation," I say. "Exactly! Unless they deliberately chose to be blind. I mean he basically called them thieves in that interview," Karen exclaimed with a slightly stronger tone. She's getting herself back. "True, true," I nod. "MERC isn't the only company in this country. There's you and so many others. Why didn't my parents seek to arrange a marriage with you? Hmm?" She pierced me with a gaze that only made me smile.