Katherine And Elena Novels & Stories

" She sarcastically said. Katherine smirked. She had hit the bull eye and that is why she came to her, to break the trust which she had for Sebastian. "I heard you are a rape victim." She started. And as Elysia heard these few words coming out of her mouth, the colours on her face were drained. She went pale. Now, she has just started to forget about that, so why is she reminding her of that again? The most important question here is how does she know? "From the look on your face.... I can see that I have hit a nerve." Katherine laughed. She was making fun of her helplessness. Elysia wanted to speak but the words were stuck in her throat.

I searched his eyes for an answer, but whatever it was lay deep in his heart, a place I couldn’t reach with just my eyes. “She was brought back to life,” he revealed. “Elena?” My heart hammered as her name escaped my mouth. “No, Rhoda. She was returned from the dead by the moon goddess. And now my brother won’t rest until he finds her killer,” he answered. It was more relieving to hear Rhoda was back to life than Elena. Not that it did any good for both of us, but at least, it wouldn’t be on my side to struggle from the beginning again. I sighed, shaking my head as thoughts evaded it. “So what’s going happen. Everything’s in place, you need to do something,”

She could hear the cart being pushed and some giggling. They had arrived. She listened to them as they slowly got closer and closer to her room cleaning. She could smell the chemicals. They were close, two or three doors down. She waits and listens. She was trying to learn the routine of the place and what she will have to do to escape after killing their alpha. Elena knew they won't just let her walk out of there after killing him. They were now in front of her door and, as usual, gossiping as any other servant does. But today something they say has her wolf on edge and she listened closely. “Why is it that young master never attends these mating ceremonies?” one asks, and Elena sits up and

she asked gently. Elena’s throat tightened. The words had sat in her chest all night. “Last night,” she said at last. “Where from?” Elena raised her eyes to meet Julia's, searching for a reason to hold back. “You don’t have to tell me,” Julia added quietly. Elena sighed. “I took a night train from Lawrence.” A pause. “The man… who married me is after me.”

“We were in the same batch that year. Tom, Kennedy, Collete, Camilla and myself.” I remembered that I was discussing about Kennedy and Collete with Tom. Immediately I saw Kate I have to make the introduction. “Tom, this is Kate, Kennedy and Collette’s daughter.” Agent Tom’s POV I was shocked. I have known Kate for a long time but I didn’t know she is Kennedy’s daughter. “Do you know each other?” asked Charles. “Of course we do. The world is indeed a small place!” That year after the death of Kennedy and Collete, Charles and Camilla quit the agency. They were angry with the administration. Now that everything has been cleared I wanted to tease him.

Kathryn, as well, is the picture of effortless chic—striped linen shirt tucked into matching shorts, gold sandals, and glasses perched on her nose like she just stepped out of a yacht catalog. She turns her smile on me, wide and warm. “Hey there, beautiful.” She kisses both my cheeks, then flicks her hand toward Chase. “Come here—I want you both to meet someone.” She motions to the blonde goddess. “This is Elena. My fiancée.” She says, with the kind of smile you’d only wear if you just won the entire damn lottery. Elena leans in, her perfume light and expensive as she kisses both my cheeks. “Nice to meet you, Victoria.” She greets, her voice soft, and melodic.

“Does that worry you?” Alex considered the question. “No,” he said. “It tells me she’s thinking.” “And if she chooses wrong?” Alex’s voice was quiet—but absolute. “She won’t,” he said. __________ Katherine — Watching the Balance Shift Katherine stood at the window of a high-rise apartment that wasn’t hers on paper. The city sprawled beneath her—fragile, obedient. Elara’s voice crackled through the phone. “You went off-script,” Elara said. Katherine didn’t deny it.

“WHERE IS THAT GIRL!” “She would be happy if she married Greg Fermon. She would have so much money and wouldn’t live in hardship!” Dahlia raged, having such shallow thoughts. She searched everywhere for Elena, while Elena had already blended in with several servants inside the car delivering a rather large New Year’s gift. Elena did not know that they were heading to the residence of Alexander Kingston, the cruelest and coldest man ever. When her mother was busy searching for her, Elena and several other servants had arrived at Alexander Kingston’s residence.

He pulled her away and glared at her. “The wedding is over,” he said coldly, his voice devoid of emotion. “Are you serious, son? Katherine is dead... we don’t even know who this woman is,” his father said again. Who is this Katherine they say is dead? Do we really look alike that they’re this confused? Now I’m getting nervous. “D-dead? So you all want me dead?” I cried in front of them. Yes, I’m good at acting, maybe I should be an actress.