Kate Wallis Novels & Stories

"What's so special about you that has everyone talking and putting such a high price on you?" "I thought I told you to mind your own business," a woman comes from behind him. My eyes are still fuzzy making it hard for me to see too far. Kane moves out of the way to reveal a lady in her late twenties. She has long mousy brown hair and is tall and thin.

He went around the venue and engaged with small talks with the guests. “Sir, we will start the event now,” Kate, his secretary whispered behind him. Kate has an emerald eyes and a pear blonde wavy hair. She is carrying a black purse that matches her black dress for the evening. Jacob turned to look at her. “You’re dazzling tonight,” he whispered. She smiled at him. “Thank you.” Kate have been working for him for a couple of years now and she cannot deny the fact that she loved working with him, especially when they are doing personal business together.

“However, Lisa succumbed and had that precious cunt she reserves for the sex gods eaten and fucked by a mere pornstar. It was the trending topic in Brazzers yesterday.” “Oh…” Kate hissed. “Don’t be sorry for her. Lisa’s an ass.” The woman snapped when she noticed the slight change on Kate’s face. Oh, the woman sure as hell doesn’t know what’s going on. The fucking Lisa had her locked in a stall on the day of her interview. Why would she feel sad for her? No. For what it’s worth, Kate is out to revenge that little, selfish act of Lisa’s. Kate only wanted to finding a sound footing in the company and begin to melt her revenge against Lisa. She

she said excitedly. Daunte chuckled. "Alessia, this is Katia. Katia, this is Alessia," he said. "Hello, it's a pleasure to meet you," I said as I shook her hand. "Pleasure is all mine," Katia replied. "Well, I'm going to head back, and you two head down when you're ready," Kaita said as she turned and walked away. "Who is she?" I asked, glancing at Daunte. "Katia is the daughter of Councilwoman Evangeline Jones, and she is also mated to Jonathan; she also works for me and is Maliyla's sister," Daunte replied.

“I remember, Kate. And thank you for moving my appearances and only leaving the two that really interested me.” “I am here to serve you, princess. You know it.” I smiled at the woman in front of me. Kate was British. Her dark skin made her honey-colored eyes stand out. She liked to wear her natural Afro hair, which enhanced her beauty. It has always seemed so strange to me she has not yet found her fated mate, since she was almost thirty years old. She was beautiful, athletic, intelligent, and gentle. The man or woman who was with her will take home a true gem.

a familiar voice rang in the isolated room despite of having too many people having gathered inside of it. Kate frowned at the familiar tone as she thought, 'The first ranking Sotiras, Cuzo and Elder Apella, is really one of the members of wanting to join Knox group to dominate the world?" Kate slightly let out a chuckle causing for the heroes who was quiet and thinking of heir despair silently inside their heads turned their heads and look at Kate at the same time with a pair of eyes, somewhat confuse and curious to what was this little girl that was ranked second in Sotiras ranking was thinking about.

“Don’t fire her…I made her run late.” Walter nodded, understanding the obvious. The obvious didn’t make Kate feel better. She flushed in embarrassment and hastened out of their presence when Walter let her go. Walter avoided her all day and when Pat found her standing alone, she whispered in her ears “Is it true you’re Denzel’s mistress?” Kate’s eyeballs budge out in surprise. “That’s what I heard from the girls,” she added When her shift ended, she marched to Denzel’s room and poured out the steam in her chest.

“If anyone did something, it was this woman!” “This woman?” Wallace repeats, his anger dripping from his words. “Are you referring to my daughter?” Letting out a growl of rage, he moves forward, wraps the blanket that still sits at Kate’s waist around her body, and pulls him to her. “You took advantage of my daughter, and you’re trying to blame her?” “Daddy.” Kate whimpers, burying her face in her father’s chest. “What am I going to do? Who will want me now that I’m not pure?”

his eyes raked over me with finality “—you don’t even have a wolf! Everyone knows your wolf is bound. So you can stand there all you want, but you will never, ever be a Luna. You evidently can’t be.” Every word was a carefully aimed dagger, hitting every insecurity I’d ever had. The truth of them, from a certain perspective, was what made them hurt so much. I chose to ignore him, turning my face away to stare at a blank spot on the wall, my hands clenched into fists at my sides. Arguing with a man like him was useless. And that’s when I saw her. Just beyond the glass doors of the department entrance, a figure had appeared. Kate Marshall stood there, perfectly poised in a tailored white suit,

"What's wrong with it?" "Everything!" Kate bounded over, her energy as boundless as always. At five-foot-two with platinum blonde hair and a personality that could fill a stadium, Kate was everything Julia wasn't—and everything she was starting to want to be. "We've been over this. You're in college now. You're allowed to show some skin."