Katherine Beckett Castle Novels & Stories

Sophie walked through the white corridors of Langham Medical Centre. A man in white lab coat walked ahead of her, leading her to a room. The door ajar, the nameplate on it read “Prof. Mary Dunham”. “Professor Dunham,” he said, knocking on the door. The lady inside was unresponsive. “Professor Dunham, Mrs. Beckett is here.” “Who?” the petite lady finally said, looking towards the door. When she spotted Sophie, her eyes widened in excitement, and she immediately put aside her stack of papers and walked over.

I could see the bulge that has began to form under her gown. “We are so happy to have you back!” Emma’s POV As Kate was catching up with Kayla, I left them to call Stanley and Emily. Stanley and Emily wedded two years ago, they already have a daughter Anne. My niece is very troublesome but in a cute way. Thankfully, my mom is babysitting today. So Stanley and Emily could come for the anniversary. The whole place was boisterous. Old Morgan was indeed a hero for the people of Winster county. Today in the anniversary Kate is the special guest speaker. Everybody in the state have already read the story of “the heroes of justice.”

I hop into bed, hearing my phone suddenly buzz on the nightstand. Josh: Hey princess, I was wondering if I would hear from you again. Katherine: Princess huh? You just sayin that cause you don’t remember my name? Josh: Don’t like it? Don’t worry, I remember everything about you Katherine. Katherine: I didn’t say that. You busy this week? Josh: Never too busy for you. Tomorrow night. Dinner. I’ll pick you up at 6.

Daisy Hunter muttered to herself as she swerved the car towards her home. Stepping out the door, she jams her door, the alarm system of the car reverberating through the whole neighborhood. Walking up the stairs to her apartment, her phone rang. 'My Love' The phone displayed. "Hello Seth." Daisy Hunter's voice is mellifluous as she walks up the stairs to her apartment. "Hi Daisy, how was your day at the office?" Seth Nathaniel said, his voice barely above whispers. "Great! Today was splendid…what about yours." Her voice was laced with curiosity.

she screamed. Inside the small, freezing stone vault, little Zach lay slumped against the far wall, his face pale and his eyes closed in deep, spiritual exhaustion. But he was breathing. In the center of the room, Katherine stood tall, her ruined crimson dress trailing through the silver dust on the floor. Her gray rogue eyes were wide, completely bloodshot with a terrifying, unadulterated madness. Her broken right wrist was still wrapped in bloody cloth, but her left hand was perfectly steady. She had four-year-old Heidi pulled back tightly against her chest, her fingers tangled in the little girl’s hair.

Following Dominic's lead, Kathy greeted, "Aunt Patricia." "Please come inside quickly. The old master is waiting for you in his usual spot." Curious about the "old spot," Kathy followed Dominic hurriedly, noting the increasingly desolate surroundings as they advanced. She hadn't anticipated such sparse furniture in such a vast castle! After climbing a couple more steps, Kathy finally beheld the entire living room. In the center of the jade-white floor stood a solitary fireplace, surrounded by tightly shut windows adorned with stained glass akin to those found in churches.

I could hear the bitterness in Robert's voice, he didn't approve of this, but what choice did he have, With my hand tucked behind me, I walked away, not beside anyone but alone. Yesterday, I couldn't remember who I was, today I know who I am, I am Veronica Hall, a sad little girl who was insecure, broken about being abandoned by her parents, but I am also Celestine Baker, an ethnologist who love animals, once a werewolf... Now a hybrid, destined to stop W.C.K.D and Valdomore. I will bring this new world to peace forcing humankind to hunt us no more, I will show them that we are on their side and W.C.K.D is not for the people but against them and they want to evolve by creating new humans. Ju

It’s slippery, a factor that may or may not make things difficult for us the day of the heist. Gabriel and I are greeted by a middle-aged woman in a severe, conservative black dress. If it weren’t for the apron wrapped around her waist, I’d assume she was off to attend a funeral somewhere. Her bright blonde hair is pulled back into a tight bun, her eyes a piercing frosty blue. “Ms. Monroe,” she greets demurely. “I’m Cassandra. Right this way. I’m here to give you a tour of the castle as per Herr Van Straus’ instructions.”

School holidays were when Catherine felt absolutely grateful because after her thesis works, she finally gets to attend to the mystery she’s been wanting to solve for years now. Finally, she’s got her hand on the flash drive that contained the CCTV footage, and she reached Tacky’s apartment door. She knocked in a special pattern for Tacky to know that it was her. After a few seconds, the knob of the door twisted and Tacky welcomed Catherine with a smile. “So,did you have it?”

Katherine looked away from him when he mentioned her attitude since she arrived. "What do you expect? Do I look like a woman ready to heed to the complaints of people that would much rather prefer me dead?" If what he says about the rebellion is true then she's a walking target waiting to be assassinated, Katherine thought to herself. "How you rule is your choice," Katherine remained silent, in deep thought of how she would be able to carry on living in the castle. "The captain and I will be travelling soon to the Royal Academy, and I would like you to accompany us."