Romans & histoires Katee Robert Books

"I’m not coming back from the Pyramid, Jack. I’m the only one who knows the override codes for the gene-forge. I have to go inside the core to shut it down." "Dad—" "Don't," Robert stopped him. "A father’s job is to clean up his messes so his children don't have to. You save the girl. You save the world. I’ll save Cain... or at least, I’ll end his pain." They stood there in silence, two men bound by blood and burden, watching the sky bleed. Down below, in the bunk room, Catherine was packing her gear. She picked up Olivia’s backpack to check for spare socks. A piece of paper fluttered out.

'That's the main thing. 'If only I could be sure!' Kate blinked at the force of the outburst, then put her head on one side. 'There's more, isn't there?' Amy nodded. 'More and worse?' Kate asked. Amy clasped her hands tight on her lap, while Kate stubbed out her cigarillo in the ashtray. 'Whenever you're ready, my dear.' 'It ... it might be nothing . . .' She told of what Robert had shouted from his window, his outline dark against the lit curtains.

**** THAT NIGHT… Kayla sat in the living room with her mother. Her father was out of town for the meantime, and her mother had been on her neck to marry an Alpha's son from a neighboring Pack. Naya was a lady who believed in love. She wanted to be with someone she loved and who loved her in return. She didn't want to get married because of pack boundaries or other stuff associated with it. “Our prom night is coming up, mother.” She informed her mother, who smiled.

I had always known that my secretary was far from ordinary, but wasn’t that a little too much? I lifted my head and looked at Larry, the butler. “What’s the bad news then?” He cleared his throat. “Miss Kate drove her car and brought the gifts to the shelter for women during her breaktime. She… donated them all, your majesty.” Three-hundred-year-old Larry almost jumped from nervousness after seeing how my pen broke. “So, it was another failed attempt, huh? Where is she now?” Kate clocked out at five on the dot. I thought she would use the time to unwind or check the gifts so I could see her wear something else for once, but again, she proved me wrong. How come that other female vampires and h

You can read the other books by searching for the titles below. Book 1: Mommy, Where Is Daddy? The Forsaken Daughter's Return Book 2: Flash Marriage A Billionaire For A Rebound (Kenzie's Story) Book 3: I Kissed A CEO And He Liked It (Kyle's Story) Book 4: The Devil's Love For The Heiress (Kate's Story) Book 5: I Fell For The Boy His Daddy Was A Bonus (Kaleb's Story) Another spinoff of I Fell For The Boy His Daddy Was A Bonus is Mr. CEO, I Came Back To Love You, Liam's story.

KATYA The dungeon was dark and the smell of blood was pungent in the air. In the cell I sat in, there was a little window that gave the moon permission to seep rays of light rendering the room a little lighter than dark. I was playing with my palm on the cold floor, reminiscing on how smooth my plan was going until someone decided to betray me. No one knew about my plan except my sister and she was at the wedding reception. Who could have ranted me out except her? Sighing, I realized I could never trust anyone not even the daughter of the couple that had taken me in with a baby.

Robert, Jerald, Celeste and Katy's mother were all waiting in the living room like they were expecting guests for dinner. Robert stood near the fireplace, a folder of documents in his hand. He looked calm, too calm if I may say. "Alpha Cross," he said with a smile that didn't reach his eyes. "You are right on time. I appreciate punctuality." He said but I ignored his stupid remarks, looking around the house. "Where is Katy?" I demanded, my voice barely controlled. "You will see her in good time," Robert replied. "First, we have business to discuss."

“Don’t wait up.” I heard Sienna say something to Nathan as we left, something low and amused, but the door was already closing behind us and I didn’t catch it. I didn’t want to. **** Cat took us to a small bar two streets over, the kind of place with low lighting and booths deep enough that the rest of the world felt very far away. She ordered two gin and tonics before we even sat down properly. “Talk,” she said, dropping into the seat across from me.

KATYA I've been Mrs.Katya Kozlova for exactly two weeks and one day, but who's counting? That's fifteen straight days of surprisingly glorious, toe-curling sex with Isaac. If you'd told me on my wedding day that I would be walking into my childhood home blushing over what Isaac Kozlov did to me last night, I would have called you a liar. But he's been incredible since that first night. He's patient with me, vulnerable in ways I never expected. He stirs feelings I once thought impossible, and every time I'm convinced I've had the best orgasm of my life, he proves me wrong with an even better one.