Katherine Elizabeth Short Novels & Stories

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.

they screamed in unison when she tried a blue dress. "But this one is short," Tina said eying her knee-length dress skeptically. "Short?" Ophelia snorted coming out from the dressing room in a short black dress, which is thigh length. Tina's eyes bulged out of her sockets looking at the length of the dress. "If you call yours short? Then what should we call mine?" She asked cheekily. Tina's cheeks burned red. She looked shyly around her. "It's short," she said looking at Ophelia's dress.

What a dangerous brother. "I observe Nathan talking to Ellie. He's trying to pretend, but I can see the tension in his whole body and expression." Two girls enter, bringing the food and catching my attention. Stephan makes a joke with one of them that only I can hear, besides the two of them. "Katherine, were you born here in New York?" Mrs. Ryan gets my attention. "No, Dallas, Texas." "How long have you been here, dear?" "I think a little over three years."

only to provoke Zac, who was taking charge of all this while to provoke. " I want you," she whispered, " but do not think for a second because I am not going to say twice. Zac's smile returned, "You won't need to! Saying that, ZaC picked her up from the ground as Katherine wrapped her legs around him, moving toward the bed. He lowered her down gently and pushed the dress up when Katherine said, "This is what I'm going to wear to a party. I don't want to get a single wrinkle."

At a glance, he saw that something was not right. Either his subordinates were useless, or her background was not ordinary at all. His daughter, more and more interesting to him. *** Katherine left in a hurry, fortunately there was no traffic jam here, so it took only 2 hours by car to arrive. After making sure she'd bought all the things Elwyn wanted, Katherine looked at her watch and thought about the appointment three hours ago that barely had 20 minutes left. 20 minutes is enough for Katherine to make a decision. "Ting."

There she stood, Katherine, looking absolutely stunning. She was wearing a knee-length, emerald green dress that perfectly complemented her olive skin tone. The dress had a subtle shimmer, catching the light in all the right ways as she moved Her long, brown hair cascaded down her shoulders in soft waves, and she had a touch of natural makeup that highlighted her striking features. I couldn't help but feel a rush of admiration for her as I greeted her at the door. "Hey, Katherine," I said, my voice filled with genuine warmth and appreciation.

Racheal showed her kindness. Katherine hadn’t seen Madam Elizabeth since the night she fainted. Later, she learned the woman had fallen ill and gone to visit her mother, leaving only Katherine to fend for herself in the cold. Even James had disappeared since the day Massimo punished him, but she didn't care. Across the table, Uncle Dan was glaring at her. Her gaze shifted instinctively and it went straight into the storm of Massimo’s eyes. He watched her like a hunter. A whisper brushed Katherine’s ear. "You should speak with him more, Ma’am Katherine. He might end up liking you." Mrs. Racheal said.

He raised his eyebrow at the end of his question. Katherine looked up at him and looked down immediately when she saw he was looking at her "no...no, not really sir. I don't have any referrals." "Hmm, is that so?" He looked at Morris who nodded and handed him a document. Raymond flipped through the pages of the document while looking at Katherine who still had her head bowed, "it says here that you have a niece" at that, Katherine's head sprang up looking shocked "Felicity Amelia McCarthy, the daughter of your late brother. Oh, and she has come of age, twenty four, that's nice. Don't you think she is a suitable candidate McCarthy, hmm?"

"But we are not done, Kat. And I'm not giving up" ——————————— Showered and dressed, Katherine felt much better. It had been a long day at work. And she had to come to the park for Tim's game. The full length mirror reflected the thin straps supporting the red and white striped knit top. The blue shorts were brief, age flattering to her long legs. A pair of treasured, worn sandals completed her outfit. She tamed the last willful tendril at the nape of her neck and checked the single clip that bound her hair atop her head in a loosely twisted knot.

And assuring she is happy is the most important thing to me. As she takes me to her room, my breath is taken away by her beauty. I can’t help but kiss her shoulder as I unzip her dress. As her dress falls from her shoulders my breath catches as I see this beauty in a black strapless bra and black thong. Kate is what fantasies are made of.