Kate Bishop X Reader Novels & Stories

He smiles and she watches him, realization hitting the seconds she sees the adoring look on the man's face. "Oh my god." Kate scoffs, then begins chuckling. "You're in love with him." She points at him. "Look at god." She shakes her head. "I never thought I'd see my Bass in love... with his manny no doubt. This is like that gay, cliche, romantic smut I read on that watta-something app." She squeezes his cheeks, and he rolls his eyes. "Maybe I am," he shrugs and she nods.

The Gamma's mate, Hunter, winked. "Oh, ignore them, Sapphira. They're just salty because Irina has been bossing them around all week." Beta Declan's mate, Kate, tucked her arm through Sapphira's and led her over to the mini-bar. Kate had her short black hair spiked up, and she had kohled around her dark eyes. Her leather jacket was worn and faded in places, her boots scuffed and dirty. Sapphira couldn't imagine her at a parents' evening with Torin.

He said with a nervous laugh and ran his fingers through his soft black hair. We made our way through the hallway with some stares but after the last few days, I was getting used to those still I imagine it looked quite entertaining to the school to see the quiet priestess dragging the soon-to-be Alpha through the hallways. We made our way to the nurse’s station and sure enough just had I expected it was silent. I drug him to one of the back private nurse rooms and pulled him in. I shoved the door shut and dropped my things and pounced on him pressing my lips against his and taking my other hand and rubbing his hard erection through his jeans. I heard him make a groan which only made my hand

Her breathing is soft and even, the sound hypnotic. I lie stiff beside her with my body angled away, but my eyes? They are locked on her face. Peaceful. Unburdened. It pisses me off because I know better. Kate’s betrayal plays on repeat in my head. I see it every time I close my eyes. That bastard hunter leader throwing his arms around her, smiling as if she was making him proud. And Kate? She did not fight it. No resistance, no denial. She stood there, complicit.

“Shh…” I tried dodging, but she leaned closer. “Can you stay like this for a while longer?” Her eyes begged. I swallowed hard. “Miss Kate. I'm a delivery girl, can you…” She leaned over, moved her finger, and kissed me softly on the lips. My feet were glued to the floor in shock. “Can I fuck you, please?” I am bi but how would she have known I’d be into women? Before I could think anymore she stepped forward and kissed me again more firmly and put her arms around me.

She exclaimed and ran towards the nearest door and uses the stairs to go down. “By the way, thanks for your confession,” Raith said as soon as his eyes caught Kate. “Don’t get the wrong idea, Ezekiel.” Kate said firmly and swiftly ran down the stairs. Raith was following her with a huge smile. “I didn’t. I clearly understand that you like me.” He provoked her. “Who on earth would like a person like you?!” Kate shouted. “You. You said it yourself. Your ideal type was someone who calls you weak and ugly and brave enough to steal your heart. Stop denying. I know you were pertaining to me.” Raith said as he chuckled.

Instead, he found Kate sitting on the edge of the bed, her back turned to him, bathed in the soft glow of the bedside lamp. Her nightshirt clung to her curves, highlighting the very features that had driven him crazy earlier. She was reading a book, a furrow of concentration etched between her brows. But her posture was tense, and a strand of hair kept falling across her face, which she brushed away with a frustrated sigh. Deimon froze in the doorway, torn between his overwhelming desire and the newfound respect he felt for Kate. He could see the fatigue on her face, the lingering effects of her ordeal at the warehouse. Maybe, he thought, forcing himself to be patient wouldn't be such a

“JM’s nowhere in sight either. Did Lor skip the slut and devirginized phase and go straight to Baby Mommy?” Kate’s taken aback by the early-in-the-morning, no-holds-barred attack, but she quickly recovers. “You know,” Kate says, “for a Christian, you’re real nosy and toxic. I have an idea what major you should take up in college. How about Master of Arts in Relaying Information Through Exaggerated Storytelling? In short, M.A.R.I.T.E.S.”

“There! There she is! The one using her Alpha’s influence!” The cameras swiveled. A dozen flashes went off in my face, blinding me for a second. Kate took a heaving breath, milking the moment. “And it’s not just bullying!” she cried, her voice dripping with faux-reluctant revelation. “Her private life is a mess! She was once engaged to Damon’s own nephew, and now she’s climbed into the Alpha’s bed! What kind of woman does that?”

she sighed, getting up and leaning on the pole. Killian was the most dangerous man in New York City and everyone knew him to be a ruthless devil. She shouldn't be getting attracted to him, she should be looking for ways to escape but instead, she's having dirty fantasies about him. "Is he going to fuck me?" She muttered to herself and then shook her head. "No, he only wants me to strip." She answered her own question and then sensually took her hands to her boobs. She was about to shut her eyes when Killian came back downstairs, shirtless and with his body glistening with water.