Kate Stewart Novels & Stories

My wolf whimpered, shrinking back. Kingsley strolled closer. He looked down at me where I stood amid splintered wood and blood drops, his eyes cold as winter moonlight. “Ava,” he said softly, “you always did like taking what wasn’t yours. But even if you steal it… it will never belong to you.” Then his gaze flicked to Kate, who clutched her ear, trembling. “Kate, you are all dressed up. Going to meet someone on a date?” She bowed her head quickly. “No, sir. I’m past courting age. Just trying new clothes.”

I went very still. Stella squeezed my fingers. “It’s all lies. I was there, Serene. I watched it happen. Kate never loved him. She loved the cameras, the private jets, the Volkov name on her arm at galas. She cheated on him for years. Everyone knew. When he finally ended it, she tried to take half his empire in the divorce. When that failed, she disappeared to Europe with some prince. Now she’s back because she heard about you. Because the world is calling you the woman who tamed Nicholas Volkov, and she can’t stand not being the center of his universe.”

He looked lethal. He swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing. "Stop looking at me like that, Feisty." "Like what?" I breathed, my voice trembling. He leaned in, his mouth brushing the shell of my ear. "Like you want to make me forget there are five hundred people in this room." Before I could process the heat in his words, the speakers crackled. Kate was on the stage, radiant in a cream silk dress, holding the microphone like it was a scepter. Shawn stood beside her, looking smug.

Kate continued, "Didn't your daughter say she had severed all ties with the Stewarts? Why is she here, then?" Kate still remembered what happened when she represented the Stewarts to talk business with Willow. She was almost killed by Caspian back then as well. Kate had been waiting for an opportunity to enact revenge on Caspian. Now that Caspian had become a civilian and Southlake Corporation was no more, she wanted to take the opportunity to humiliate them both. Willow explained, "We came to wish Grandma a sincere happy birthday. We wouldn't ever set foot in here otherwise."

Marcus let out a long breath before saying, "You scared the shit out of me." Once he collected himself, he flipped on the lights. The glow spread across the room, casting light on Kate's figure by the window. Marcus frowned. "You're smoking? Since when do you smoke?" For years, Kate had been the picture-perfect heiress of Draventh with not a trace of bad habits. If people ever nitpicked, the only flaw they could point to was that she was too agreeable.

Inside the hall, guests were gathered, dressed and mingling, all with false smiles on their faces. Alicia Stewart, the eldest daughter of the Stewart family, entered the gilded hall wearing an old dress that her mother Eleanor had made herself. She had the family's unique blonde hair and blue eyes, her skin was fair as snow, and her features were delicate and three-dimensional, as beautiful as the goddesses of Greek mythology. Her deep blue eyes, however, were tinged with a hint of melancholy and seemed to hold endless secrets.

I wasn’t brave enough to open that door, not when I wasn’t sure I could close it again. Kai barely knew what was happening. His life revolved around shows, rehearsals, and flights—noise, lights, and applause. I was almost certain Scarlett hadn’t told him either. She had a way of shielding him from family chaos, as if protecting his peace was her personal responsibility. That morning, I found myself at Mother’s house early, making sure everything for her birthday was falling into place. Vendors had been called, confirmations sent, details double-checked. I kept busy on purpose. If I stopped moving, I’d start thinking.

There was uncertainty in her eyes, something fragile, but she did not move away. She nodded. That was enough. For now. "You're mine too... you understand that, right?" she replied softly, her voice deeper than before, mimicking his . Kane let out a low chuckle. "Yeah, princess. I'm yours too." ⸻ The city streets were still damp from the storm the night before, the air cool and clean. Kane's black Aston Martin rolled to a smooth stop in front of Mona's apartment building. She played with the hem of his t shirt before turning toward him.

"If the King had wanted you in the staff quarters he would not have put you in a guest room." "It's not about the room," "It's about what the room means." She looked at me steadily. "You are here as a guest. Not staff, a guest." "I need something to do," "Then take it up with the King." She turned back to what she had been doing. "That's not a conversation I can have with you. That's above what I can decide." I stood there for a moment. --- I found Kael in the corridor outside his study. He saw me coming.

Catherine were not the only one that extremely looking forward to this Live address of the Virtue Medical signing with South Korea Government, but so does the 2 ladies, they were very annoyed by my passive attentions towards all this. The 4 of us, arrived at Catherine beauty salon, which also her very own establishment that is under her C Media Entertainment company, it was the salon that only served high profiles individuals and all of her talent in her agency used this Beauty Salon for their make up and hair styles and even their clothing coordination.