Kate Argent Novels & Stories

she says. My heart beats fast. I can’t believe this. All this while, living my life suffering, I am the richest lady in the city. I grew up in an orphanage. The name Kate was given to me as it was found on my clothes when I was a baby. They said I was found beside the road. I lived my life hard, as an outcast, then later got adopted by a family who saw me as an investment. I wasn’t even sent to high school. I started my career as a fashion designer I abandoned it to be with that cruel man! I even gave him all the money I made from it, but he cheated on me, burned down my baby’s corpse, and left me to die.

Cause she was going to be alone with her uncle. "I can't wait to have you as dinner to night baby." He said with a smirk on his lips" "I hate you". Chantelle said. He slaps Chantelle leaving her shocked and stunned. But she's also filled with anger, and she's tired of being mistreated. She decides that she's not going to take it anymore. She looks her uncle in the eyes and says, "I'm not going to let you treat me like this anymore. I'm not going to let you control my life. I'm going to do what I want to do, and I'm going to make something of myself." They were interrupted by the guests coming in the house and Chantelle decided to go to her room because she wasn't allowed to the party.

So I also did the same "My name is Kate Morgan. I am the beta of Alpha Ryan Summers from the Moon Shadow pack. I am 25 years old and I have been rejected by two mates so far." He thought and said "Firstly I like your name kate and I can't believe you are so strong, Kate. Reject by two mates. Thank moon goddess they have rejected you otherwise how I can find you but I am really curious how do you survive love."

I looked briefly at the beautiful displays a sense of quiet victory mixing with happiness. But the happiness didn't last. A harsh, familiar voice cut through the air. "Stand right there, you little..." I froze. Spinning around, I saw Kate Walker storming toward us, hands on her hips, eyes blazing. "You! How dare you! Not only did you cheat, you stole my son's money to sponsor your little lovers. Isn't it disgusting, Catherine Clark?" Caleb stepped in front of me, arms crossed. "If you have nothing nice to say, keep quiet."

I never could sense something was up at all. “I never expected you of all people to poison me with an intention to set Celeste up for this. Do you hate her that much?” he asked her, with a look of regret in his eyes. Kate stood up from the floor with some dirt on her body. She didn’t look remorseful in any way. Instead, she appeared like if she was given a chance, she’d do it again and again.

She pouted. Heidi let out a soft laugh. “Why should we miss the opportunity of eating high-classy meals specifically ordered by Kate Anderson?” “Haha! What a freeloader you are.” Kate joked back. Dressed in an elegant wine dress, Kate lived up to her name as a supermodel.

I said slowly, “what happens to me and my son?” Kate looked at the cabin, her eyes briefly tender. “I’ll help you disappear. Permanently. New names, new lives. You can start over.” “And you?” She smiled faintly. “I’m already a ghost.” Back inside, I paced the living room while Kate sat cross-legged on the floor, laptop open, flash drive inserted. She moved like a pro—fast, efficient, no wasted motion. “What exactly is on there?” I asked. “Enough to bankrupt six hedge funds, topple a senator, and implicate three CEOs in international crimes.”

Katherine asked in utter disbelief, tears welling in her eyes. "What kind of man are you?" “Katherinet-" Convel began with slight impatience in his voice. "My name isn't Katherinet O'Donnelly," Katherine interrupted, her voice so cold that Convel visibly shivered. "It's Katherine Anne Scotts. My parents are George and Margaret Parker. They may not be perfect but they raised me, and I love them unconditionally. You're not my father. I already have a father, and there isn't anything you can say or do to change that."

She bites her lower lip— white teeth sinking into red flesh— then turns, smiling at the bartender. "Whisky please. Rocks." Her gaze returns to me, and she raises her eyebrows. "Make that two," I say, not leaving her gaze. A minute later he places the drinks in front of us, her hand immediately reaching out to bring it to her lips. "Katherine," she says after taking a slow sip, "but my friends call me Kat." "Adam, but everyone calls me Emilio." "I think I'll stick with Adam," she replies haughtily, daring me to tell her otherwise. I lean in closer to her, trailing her body with my eyes again. I can't stop looking at her legs. She notices, and again raises an eyebrow.

Kate goes by the name pretty kitten for her p**n movies and she was always depicted as a woman with a cat head and a tail of a cat wearing a seductive net dress. "Mum, I can get her to do us this favour," Lydia said with a sinister smile. "Won't your brother recognize her?" I asked worried everything would backfire and our plan wouldn't go through. "Mum, Alexander, doesn't watch p**n and doesn't follow any news connected to that. Plus, Kate is pleasing to the eye and she knows that. She uses that to her advantage. She lures you most naturally. You may think you fell in love. Mum, she is good," Lydia praised.