Katharine Isabelle Hot Novels & Stories

CHAPTER 1: WHAT IS GOING ON HERE? Principal Richard Thompson ruled Westbridge Academy like a king. At 52, his word was final, his temper legendary. His wife, Tamara Thompson, 38, was the perfect complement of a virtuous woman and a faithful wife. She was elegant, soft-spoken, always dressed in modest blouses and knee-length skirts. She had smooth olive skin, long auburn hair, full DD breasts that strained against even conservative tops, a narrow waist, and a round, juicy ass that drew secret glances. She volunteered as a guidance counselor in the Westbridge academy after leaving her coperate job at Unity Banks.

ADOPTED HEIR **The strange lady** Isabella's P O V I got into Karen's car and her driver started off the engine. "So Isabel, I've been waiting and dying to know. What does Nathaniel want from you?" She asked with her eyes shining with pure curiousity. "He wants to be my date on my birthday," I answered and watched as I eyes widened. "Oh my goodness! Isabella, you are one lucky girl. I've liked Nathaniel since day 1 but it turns out you are the one he wants. Nevertheless I'm happy for you. I don't think Nathaniel has ever asked a girl out before.

Katherine got straight to the point. Joe? The seemingly casual address was an intimacy that others could not intrude upon. It was a test and also a blatant declaration of sovereignty. Isabella's heart ached. At this moment, Katherine was also quietly observing Isabella. Even with simple makeup, one could easily see her heavenly beauty. Her soft, shiny black hair hung over her shoulders like satin, making her skin appear even fairer. Her simple beige dress could not hide her graceful figure, and her eyes, which even women could not help but be captivated by, were even more beautiful in the eyes of men.

Katherine Isobelle is Preston’s sister. They lost both of their parents because of an accident when they were young. Katherine Isobelle was a photographer. She used to work in New Zealand. Katherine Isobelle was married and she has a son. She signed the divorce papers but according to Preston, they are still married, because the divorce didn't push through. She has Belle’s DNA and that means they are the same person. Even after knowing all these facts, Hyacinth still couldn’t fully process everything that happened. A lot doesn't make sense. If it would, no one but her could make sense of it all but until she gets her memory back, it would be impossible.

Catherine saw that some dancers bowed their heads and some looked into the nothingness. Catherine went to the speaker and plugged it’s wire to her phone and changed the music to The Shape of You by Ed Sheeran and she went to the dance floor and started dancing hip hop, specifically popping and locking. Everyone was surprised to Catherine’s hidden talent and suddenly Catherine approached Tristan, one of the ballet dancers, as if she’s challenging him. Catherine knew that Tristan can dance but he won’t budge.

I asked him. “Do you know her full name? It’s Kate Zainab Omar” he answered. Smith’s POV I have planned for this day for a long time. I must enjoy every minute of it. People’s suffering and pain sooths my mood. “Am sure you are smart, you will figure it out.” I was not happy that Charles and Camilla were not surprised. “Could it be that they discovered who she is?” I thought.

But her hands were shaking and she eventually had to drop it back down onto the table, right beside the other report that needed her immediate review. 5. Tuesday 27th April 2010 08:54 Isabelle even managed to snap her cell phone shut with a god like arrogance before looking at the other Brethren Members that she had congregated around her, all of whom were waiting to see what she would do next. “One of our contacts has just informed me that Alice Cuthbert is in the custody of Nemesis.” The Brethren Member, who had been leader up until the creature that occupied Isabelle had been raised, stepped forward. “This can only be a good thing. It keeps Oswald occupied while we plan our next move.”

Isabella said as she looked around the people. Katherine rose from the chair, and she raised one of her fingers. “I will give it a try, My Queen,” Katherine said boldly. The feisty woman walked to the ring to join the queen. Harold declared for them to fight, and the two women began to fight. Selene watched as Isabella fought with Katherine effortlessly. She could see the woman hold up to her reputation as she fought her opponent. After several attacks, with one final blow, her opponent crumbled on the ground as she spouted blood.

The woman looked pale, her hair was rolled back into a tight bun. Didn't Alessandro say he paid for the whole place? Who was this woman then? Isabelle's eyes met with the hers, and she had the feeling that she knew her but didn't know where. The woman's lips parted, trembling. “Isabelle,” she whispered, “My little star.” Alessandro swallowed hard, stepping back. “Her name is Katherine. She's your mother.” The words hit her like a bullet would and she almost fell.