Kate Stewart Novels & Stories

she said proudly, running her fingers over the intricate stitching and carefully preserved fabric as she showed it off. “Is that so? “There are only two pieces in the world, CEO Herman's wife has one, and the other is this one.” I was completely taken aback by her stunning beauty, and as I continued to gaze at her, I couldn't help but notice that she was also looking back at me. At that moment, she asked, "You don't like it?” “That’s not it. Well…. It looks fine.” "Then let's go," she said with a smile, reaching out to hold my hand as we strolled together towards the car, which was parked just a few steps away.

She waved and left his room. Isaac took his fingers to his forehead and messaged it, and he has started to feel dizzy from worrying too much and making Serena believe that she had to repay him for everything he's done for her. And also from keeping such heavy secret from her. It wasn't going well with him at all. * The next day, Kate dressed like her usual self, fashion style. She got into her car and drove down to Williams Zee empire. She got out of the car and headed straight for her office. Since she was the leader of the models, like ahead, she was given her own office. She sat down behind her desk and requested that reports of all she had missed be brought to her.

"What?" Shantelle asked, utterly bemused. "Sarah Kate?" "Yes, Sarah Kate. My sister designed the dress you are wearing," Kaleb revealed proudly. "Sarah Kate is my twin." Shantelle leaned back in her seat. She figured the designer Sarah Kate must have carried her married name. She clarified, "Sarah Kate is a Wright?" "Yes, she is. She married Carlos Ronaldo, the tennis superstar, and that's why she carries a different last name," Kaleb explained.

Adopted into an Alpha family, Aria sacrificed everything to take the blame for a crime committed by the biological daughter, Lyra. After two years of brutal imprisonment that left her wolf silent and her soul shattered, Aria returns home, only to find she has been utterly replaced. Her adoptive family treats her like a bitter outcast, ignorant of the severe trauma and abuse she suffered in prison. Exhausted and numb, Aria abandons all desire to reclaim her past life. She resolves to pay off her remaining emotional debt to her ailing mother and leave forever by requesting a political mate match. But as her silent detachment unnerves her former brother, an observant Lycan Prince and a powe

He took a long, hard drag and blew the smoke into my face. “Mr. Hearne!” one of the staff members scolded him from down the hallway. “You know the rules.” Keane turned away from me to look at the woman. He was smirking. “Don’t worry about it, Mrs. Tucker. I won’t tell if you don’t.” I was shocked when the woman let out a huff and wheeled around to walk away without giving him a single glance back. “What the hell,” I muttered, and Keane’s gaze focused on me again. “I’ll see you around, kitten,” he said with a wink, then brushed past me and vanished around the corner.

It was time to end it all. - "Helena Stocker, I am Thetia Kestle, daughter of Duke Hughes Kestle and Duchess Mary Kestle, the younger sister of the Emperor, His Majesty Harlan VI, so I command you to lower your voice and behave properly in my presence. Your inappropriate gestures towards myself and my friend Marie will be severely punished" I explained to her, with my arms crossed under my chest. Finally, she began to realize her mistake.

Mr Stewart came in quietly, and placed an envelope on the table beside her. “Mr Dray’s assistant left this for you,” he said before walking out. Kate opened it, Inside was another set of instructions, Dress codes for events she might attend. A list of acceptable behaviors, Who she could talk to, What she could say and What not to say. Her name wasn’t even hers anymore, it was just Mrs Dray, a name they needed to stabilize a crumbling company. She threw the paper to the floor, stood up, kicked the chair aside, paced like a caged animal. This wasn’t the life her parents wanted for her

Everyone went to the after-party of the ballet concert and there were critiques, well known-ballet dancers and critiques. Catherine’s mother had organized several ballet concert and shows but it sometimes still surprises her that her mother had so much connection. Catherine didn’t plan on going to her mother’s ballet concert but her mind changed because of Lyra. She went wearing jeggings and an over-sized button-up polo paired with her jelly-shoes while everyone was in their best formal dresses. ‘I surely stand out in the crowd.’ Catherine thought. She was scanning the place when she saw her mother talking to Lyra’s professor who did nothing but criticized Lyra. She approached them and they

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."

All along, the cure was just right next to me. “So, what are you trying to say?” “Your majesty, I know you may find this hard to believe but Kate is-“ “The daughter of Valentino Gregory and also the Queen of the Hunters, I know that now.” The unwanted visitors gasped. All I had lost was my control and my sanity when Kate rushed over the rose palace. My memory from last night was still intact. I remember every word she said. “How did you know?” “She confessed herself. Besides, just take a look around. The answer is everywhere around us.”