Katharine Isabelle Hot Novels & Stories

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.

Kathy, sitting on the couch, was happily scrolling through her phone, watching Isabella being criticized. Ever since Ethan and Isabella's relationship was exposed, Kathy had been keeping a close eye on Isabella. She knew that Isabella's popularity in the entertainment industry was growing, and she would eventually surpass her. So Kathy decided to expose her. Although Isabella's identity was from the Turne family, Kathy believed that as long as she could ruin Isabella's reputation, it would be enough. What could Isabella, who was now infamous, do to her?

My hands shaking. Then I saw it. Her. Isabella. There she stood on the screen, flawless in an elegant cream dress, her curls pinned back in soft waves that framed her delicate face. And beside her was him. Xavier Gustavo. Hand placed on the small of her back like he owned her. Like she belonged to him. My jaw clenched as I leaned forward, my gaze locked on the television. The press swarmed them, shoving microphones in their faces like bloodthirsty hounds. Then Isabella spoke, her voice soft, calm, sure.

"Go in search of the confessor. I want her found by all means. "No matter what, make sure she doesn't die. I want her alive". He paused and took in q deep breath. "I have so many plans in store for her". Silence. "Yes, My King" the guards bowed and left. * * Her name is Isabelle. And she's the last confessor - the last of her kind. Of course, they were more than that. But, not until her village was ambushed few days ago by the King's guards, and every one of her kind died. All the confessors were killed.

"How- how am I supposed to know where my husband is. I- I can't tell my daughter's about this. They are worried already-" "A Lot has happened in the Institutes lately. And your daughters think it's Krulisa's doing." "What- what do you mean?" "Recently, a girl named Isabelle was found dead in the forest. She was from Heatherhalls. And- she was- a friend of Catty." "HOLY DARK LORD! how did it happen?" "No one knows. But her body had marks left by the beasts." "Don't tell me she was killed by-" "That's right my queen, she was killed by Krulisa's beasts."