Katherine Beckett Castle Novels & Stories

I looked at Joshua, “Sorry.” He said, acting like I was about to kill him or something. “We should go,” Katherine said, “We shouldn’t keep the groom waiting much longer.” I smiled and nodded, “Yes,” Donella handed me a bouquet of moon roses, he must have told her that they were my favorite, “I’m ready.” We then headed to the grand hall of their castle, where I will become Mrs. Mackenzie.

Cassie nodded. "Perfect we have a carriage waiting for the four ladies. Rebecca you take them up to the house." Mark said. Nathan took Cassie aside are you sure?" He asked. Cassie reached up and kissed him. "Yes everyone deserves a second chance," Cassie whispered in his ear when she hugged him. "I don't know if I would be so forgiving if I was in your shoes," Nathan said. "Then it is a good thing you're not in my shoes. Come on girls grab your packs." Cassie said. Cassie, Rebecca, Susan and Janice all got into the carriage and were taken to a large Castle overlooking the ocean.

The acting bride, I mean. And to tell you the truth, it wasn’t the least bit interesting. In fact, it was boring. I thought if you have the money, you are at the top of the world and all the things you do are interesting. But I realized having a life living in a luxury isn’t fun at all. The details are exhausting, I just want to go back to my simple life as Katherine Sullivan. “I will be leaving for Manhattan tomorrow,” Mr. Beaumont informed me when we are having dinner that night.

"You said this would fix things. It had better." Footsteps on the stairs. Coming closer. The bedroom door swings open. Katherine Hawthorne steps into the room, and for a moment, everything stops. She's even more stunning up close than she is across a crowded campus. Forty-five years old and carved from marble — tall, ice-blonde, cheekbones that could cut glass, lips painted a red so dark it's almost black. She's wearing a cream cashmere coat that probably cost more than my car, pearls at her throat that scream old money.

The look in her eyes dimmed. Rosie knitted her brows together tightly. "To be exact, Mrs. Beckett was a mad woman!" Alyssa and Sean could hardly believe their ears. "A mad woman?" "Mrs. Beckett had specific staff members who cared for her, and she lived alone in the villa behind Seaview Manor. It was only a matter of time before the truth came out. "I heard her most severe episode was when she went berserk, unable to recognize anyone. She attacked one of the helpers bringing her food, biting a chunk out of her face. It was truly bloody and horrifying!"

Haley demanded. "Is that Haley Sterling?" Haley sat up. "You remember me?" "I remember someone screaming about pony rights during an existential securities offering." Haley pressed a hand to her chest. "That is beautiful." Katherine took the phone. "Mr. Carter, this is Katherine Sterling. I need actionable facts."

Kevin hasn’t come here since the time they had measured the witched plots to them it is obvious that they were building a castle, not a coven. “Thank you, Casandra. If not for you...” he said and Casandra smiled which showed her dimple. “Okay, but I don’t help you. You help yourself. What did I owe this August visit for?” she asked and both Kevin and Cynthia stared at each other before facing Casandra. “We come here for a very important matter,” Kevin said. “Let’s get some seats,” she said as she led them to a bench outside the castle. They all have a seat.

Once they settled down, he went on. "Now, on the matter of the castle and it's ownership," Caine continued, "we have no desire to own this castle or rule over anything," the crowd got riled up again when Caine said that as though it thoroughly offended them all that Caine didn't want their shit. The queen looked around at them all and once again she got quiet. Della giggled a little because they reminded her of school children. When it was quiet again, Caine carried on with his speech, "so here's what is going to happen, Becky will now be stepping into Mister's role as head of the castle and ruler of it's people."

And did that? It couldn’t have been Katherine. It’s true that she’s in charge of all the servants in this castle, but I don’t think she has the power to hire them. Who fired my bullies?

This is usually the busiest moment at the Castle-Blue, and it's also the time when many of the tenants actually get to see some of their neighbours. After entering the elevator, Joe pushes the reflecting gold elevator button. And as the door closes, a slender hand interrupts it. Katherine, the woman who lives in the apartment next to Joe's walks in. She has got a yellow tank top and a pair of pink sweat pants on. She is most likely returning from her daily yoga sessions. Katherine should be in her late forties or early fifties, but she still looks like a twenty year old, or at least, that's what she tells everyone. Truth be told, she looks quite young for her age. Her healthy dieting and con