Katherine Elizabeth Short Novels & Stories

She teased me by planting butterfly kisses on my face too. I laughed out loud because it is tickling me, she's been like this playful and her eyes were no longer cold just like before she isn't mad at all for the little things that are left undone but she's still a perfectionist if things weren't done as it was supposed to be, she will do the works instead. I found out also that she's helping a foundation that shelters young teenagers that came from rehab those teenagers are victims of abuse and sexual violence they don’t have anyone to land on that's why she's provided a home for them helping them to rebuild their lives back. Katherine is just so unique, insanely exceptional that my feeling

Emily Warner “Emily, you are here finally. Elizabeth has been looking all- Woah you are crying?” Nathan says as he looks around not knowing what to do, “You know what, let me call Elizabeth.” “Actually Nathan I’ll deal with her. I know why she is crying.” My eyebrows raise as I see Jake smiling at me as he leads me inside, “Her cat- umm- her cat-“ “Is sad, like depressed and there are apparently no cat therapist so I called the-“ I complete Jake’s sentence but Nathan just looked at me with raised eyebrows, not buying my awesome story.

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

Kale POV Elizabeth Vance. The only child of the Pack General, Marcus Vance. Seventeen years old. Spoiled rotten, but somehow she had still grown into the kind of young lady everyone respected. Polished. Poised. The perfect arm candy for a dinner like this. Her hobbies were writing, reading, and other boring activities that were almost identical to Rhea’s….. My fist tightened around the file page, crinkling the edge. The photo of Elizabeth, with her blonde hair so similar to mine but green eyes instead of blue, stared back at me with a perfect smile. Perfect everything.

"Naelis, what's going on? What happened all of a sudden? We are in the middle of something really important." Naelis didn't take her eyes off Katherine. "I saw her talking to one of the housemaids downstairs and they didn't look like strangers, they were acting like they were friends. So I approached the maid after Katherine left and I found out that Katherine isn't a grieving widow. She is the former elder's daughter and her name is Katherine Varick." The name Varick echoed through the room as memories of the greedy elder filled everyone's mind. After hearing what Naelis said, Katherine immediately realized the game was up. So, there was no point in crying and acting pitiful anymore.