Katherine Beckett Castle Novels & Stories

Leopold has been super busy all morning in and out of meetings with his father and other board members. Apparently there was some problem with a car shipment and they have to deal with it and some people are getting fired. Since he doesn’t really needs me for anything while he attends to the problem, I have a little free time, which I use it to go through the numerous emails Mary Alice has sent me with ideas for the wedding (needless to say, all of these ideas have been previously approved by Constance Cassel, of course). I click on a link for a possible wedding venue, it’s a gorgeous salon with crystal walls by an artificial lake just an hour from the city, it looks nice. I click on the nex

she threw a warm smile over her shoulder, directed at Elliot. I moved back a little, walking slowly next to Elliot, “Is she talking about Chaos?” I whispered. “Mhmm,” he responded with a light nod. My mind was swirling with questions. How did she know with a single glance at Elliot? Xantha’s main castle was stunning. The exterior was a deep, almost black-blue stone with creeping vines covering a large portion of the walls. Crystal clear blue waters surround the base of the castle, flowing into nearby canals that traveled away from the castle. The guards posted on each side of the door bowed as we walked across the bridge before opening the large double doors.

She offered the book back to me. It will always be difficult to get anything concerning my father out of her. However, i have gotten quite a lot today. It's more than I hoped for. Castle is the next person I sought out. He is consistently around here for some reason. He even has his own room. I think he shares more with Helena than just work. I suspect it. "Castle. Wait up. Where are you going?" "To the company. Do you want to tag along?" "No." I have zero interest in Bale Industries.

"Oh, Mrs. Beckett went to her family’s home and hasn’t returned for several days." "Got it," Clint replied shortly, not saying more. The butler couldn’t read his mind, so he reported proactively, "Today, Miss Castano called the house. She said she needed to see you. I told her you weren’t home, but she seemed skeptical, saying she called the Beckett Corp, and your secretary said you were at home. Is there some misunderstanding here?" Clint didn’t even turn his head, "Don’t worry about it. Next time she calls, no matter whether I’m here or not, tell her I’m not home!"

“She walked in without knocking, and the guards couldn’t move. They just stood there like their minds were stuck in something heavy.” “They were,” I muttered. “She started weaving before she even reached the door.” Gina swallowed hard. “She asked for you.” Of course she did. Bernatta never entered a place without making sure I felt her arrival like a blade pressed against my throat. I dismissed Gina with a short nod and walked toward the hall, letting my steps echo through the corridor because I wanted her to hear me coming. The castle lights flickered violently as I approached, reacting to the clash of our energies, and the great doors parted on their own before I even touched them, swingin

The next few hours, in the evening during supper Katherine decided to confront Caroline of taking her family's heirloom. Why would she do that? What right does she have to go into her chambers and take one of her properties? Katherine noticed Caroline standing at the other side of the dining room talking to her maid, Molly. She made her way towards them as slow as possible without creating a noise in the quiet dining room. Though she didn't look around, she knew Dane had guests to come have supper with him in the castle.