Kate Bishop Fanfic Mga Nobela at Kwento

Damon was Kane’s Beta, his right hand. He was hardly even a friend, let alone someone I could see as… No, I refused to entertain the idea. And yet, as I remained there, the lonely ache persisted. “Catherine,” Kane's voice disrupted my thoughts. “You’ll have breakfast with me tomorrow morning.” I turned, meeting his icy blue eyes with a defiant lift of my chin. “I won’t.” His gaze darkened, and in a heartbeat, he was in front of me. His hands pressed against the wall on either side of my head, caging me in with his heat. My back hit the wall as he leaned in.

Kate really wanted to believe that, she would have believed anything breathing in Evelyn's sweet scent. --- Kate took the time to look presentable that night. She had soaked in a bath and wore the new dress she had stuffed in the back of her wardrobe. Her brown curls were combed to perfection. She sipped the wine in front of her, her face chiselled into a hard composure. She would give him the answer he wanted tonight. Then he would be free of her. She didn't get to her feet when Alex walked in. Her back was to him and she felt him take a pause. No word had come out of her mouth in greeting.

— I think she’s an angel… Bastien looked — and there she was. Kate, walking in her white gown toward the rocks. His heart stopped. A desperate scream burst from his chest: — KATEEEEEEE!!! NOOOOOOOOO!!! He ran down the hallway, pushing past every nurse in his way. Arthur saw him pass like a shadow. Kate was already at the edge of the sea, staring at the waves, her hand on her belly. — I’m sorry, little bean... I’m not strong enough. I can’t live without your father. Promise me that in our next life, you’ll choose me again…

"Rhea, what are you saying? We already talked about this, you're marrying Nikolai and that's it." "I'm saying I love Liam. We're so happy together and we plan on getting married and having kids in the future. I can't marry Nikolai. But Kate—" she glanced at me, desperate—"Kate is willing to help. Kate is willing to take my place and marry Nikolai instead." My father's face went dark. "Help how?" Rhea spilled everything, her words coming in frantic gasps, while I stood mute, feeling as if I were watching my own funeral unfold. Dad faced darkened the more she spills.