Katelyn From Aphmau Novels & Stories

Xoey shook her head. Pity— one of the things Katelyn detested receiving from others. How dare a wretched Omega maid give her such a look when she was nothing but trash? Just like Bellatrix! "Tell me where the Alpha is right now, and I'll leave you with an intact corpse," Katelyn warned.

Aunt Kaylie looked at me with utter surprise. "Katelyn! Where are you going? Wait!" she shouted after me, and I turned to look at her. "To Eligor, Aunt!" I yelled, and her forehead furrowed as she took out the keys from her pocket. "Tsk! Come on, I'll drive you!" she exclaimed, so I stopped and ran towards her. "Yes, a free ride!" I replied, and she gave me an annoyed look, then whispered to me. "Are you crazy? Running inside the hospital is not allowed! What are you thinking? Besides, I've been thinking since earlier that you have a fever and you're going all over the place. Tsk, you crazy child," I just laughed and got into her car.

Faye knew how to play cute and weak to get extra love and attention. Sure, she had her own struggles, and yes, she was really sick—but when those became her weapons, and when innocent people got hurt because of it... Amanda just couldn’t feel good about her anymore. And, Fiona is that kind of person. The moment Fiona’s name was mentioned, Faye’s face popped into Amanda’s head. Fiona’s epilepsy. Fiona’s hidden agenda. No different.

She pushed her rectangle rainbow glasses back up on her nose. “Yes. As a matter of fact, I do,” Katie answered, noticing the healed-over scars on the girl’s thin arms and wrists, pretending she hadn’t. “I’m Bithiah Cotts,” said the petite girl. “You can call me Bee, though. Bee’s for short.” “My name is Katelyn,” said Katie, thinking: Cuts herself. Self-harms. Suicide attempt? “Nice to meet you, Bee.” Bee smiled faintly, glancing up at her. “You’re tall. I hate tall.”

“They're going to get out. I give you my word. I'm going to get them out for you.” “Tatiana…” She ran before he could stop her. He couldn't even get up if he wanted to. He watched as she ran. Into the fire. Toward Damon. Toward Evelyn. Toward death. Kael screamed her name, tried to get up, but the blood loss pulled him down. The last thing he saw before darkness took him was her figure engulfed by flames. End of Flashback. I gasped, my body jerking forward, but Kael’s hand remained steady.

Kate stumbled forward. “Please, sir, I'm Katelyn West,” she said softly, and everything around her went dark. Pierre watched the whole spectacle in amazement and couldn't believe what he was seeing. He ran to where Kate was lying unconscious on the floor of the restaurant, blood dripping from her nose. The man carefully lifted her head. "Someone call an ambulance!" he shouted. "No. You won’t need an ambulance," said a strong sounding voice behind Pierre.

Is something not right? "Amelia has suffered a lot," Kanye said as he looked up at the ceiling fan that was moving slowly. In her former pack, she experienced maltreatment. She isn't employing her full ability since, in my opinion, she has some sort of trauma. She was likely traumatized by the loss of her group, or maybe there is more to her past that we should be aware of. "Why did a pack suddenly disappear?" Xander asked as Celia gasped nearly inaudibly.

I wanted them to know that I wasn’t someone you could fuck with. “Nice to meet you, Hilda,” I said, plastering the fakest smile I could muster on my face. “It’s a pleasure to meet you. I’m Katrina; as you already know, ughh House Unknown, God status Unknown, Parental status yet again unknown. Mate to Aphelion.” I stuck my hand out as if waiting for her to shake it. “Mate,” I heard the crowd whispering. “When did this happen?” “Where did they find her?” “How can her house be unknown? Don’t you have to exhibit power to come to Divine Academy?”

Katelyn Hart. Graduated with distinction and exceptional recommendations. Currently on her first year of residency at a government owned hospital. In that first year, she has gotten recognition awards from participating in community outreach programs, medical conferences and volunteer work. The pages continued. Free vaccination campaigns. Children's health awareness projects. Fundraising events for underprivileged families. Photographs accompanied several articles. In almost every one, Katelyn was kneeling beside a child, smiling gently while listening with complete attention. The expression on her face looked painfully familiar.

Kane. Showering. Probably washing off the blood, the sweat, the fight. Mona glanced toward the door for a second longer than she meant to, then quickly looked away, pressing her lips together. "Focus," she muttered under her breath. She shifted slightly, her gaze drifting around the room. It was simple. Bare. Functional. Nothing personal. Nothing soft. Nothing like him and everything like him at the same time. Her eyes flickered back to the first aid kit still open on the table, a small smile tugging at her lips.