Katherine Mcnamara Gif Novels & Stories

She's a good example of someone who let their fame blind them. "Katherine, nice to see you." I politely greeted as she giggled up at me. Katherine Moore is her name; She was a pretty woman, tall with brown hair cut in a pixie haircut, and a lighter shade of brown eyes. We've acted together in a movie once a few years ago, and she's been working her hardest to seduce me since then but knowing that it was for my fame and influence and nothing else, I didn't let myself get any closer to her, keeping our relationship strictly professional.

To be honest she found her own outfit to be more decent than others. "Are you perhaps staring at me because I haven't introduced myself yet? I'm Katherine , date of Mr. Parker, the man who is with the guy you came with" She pointed out which made Amara to steal a glance at the three men who were having a conversation on the other side of the hall. "Looks like you are a tough one to deal with huh?" Katherine commented as she noticed Amara's scars on her back by tilting her head a little. Amara just kept silent as she was embarrassed by her own self, and it made the Katherine to let out a small chuckle.

Katherine cried when another slap reached the other side of her face making her stumble backwards. “Let me make myself clear Incase your brainless head is a little slow. Stay the hell away from me, because I might just double the pain I have in store for you!’ Amara spat coldly and pressed a button on her desk. Security came rushing in, “Is there a problem madam?” “Take this trash out!” Amara spat as she walked to sit behind the desk. Katherine's hands balled into fists, “You think this is over! It's far from over?” She screamed as the security team took her out.

A chill of excitement had run down her spine at the prospect of inflicting pain on Madison, and as the words fell from her lips, it almost felt like a dream come true… one she just couldn't wait for. Winking, her lips curled up in a smile at the same time, Katherine thought ruefully about the whole things she’d do to Madison Connor. She couldn't wait to deal with that bitch at all, and surely when she was done with her, the bitch would regret ever crossing her path, Katherine promised within herself.

"You… You're crying?" Katherine said nothing and continued to cry quietly. A flicker of regret crossed Dominic's mind. He thought he might have been too rough. He silently helped her straighten her clothes. Katherine sniffled, adjusted her outfit, and walked toward the door. When she opened the office door, she suddenly turned her head. Her eyes shimmered with tears, yet a mischievous smile appeared on her face. "Dominic, you're worse than a beast." She said that, opened the door, and ran off.

“I see anger in your eyes. You came for revenge. But you are not allowed to bring a weapon here, much less spill blood. I rebuke you, you have no place for this—” Katherine laughed, and it sounded like a thing that had been saved up for a long time. She moved down those few worn steps with the economy of someone who has rehearsed violence in the mirror. She closed the distance between us with an easy, terrible grace. “Enough of the dramas, old priest,” she snapped, as if she were clearing away props. Her smile flicked once, cold and quick, then gone. She stood over me, the knife glinting in her hand like an accusation.

she smiled at him, staring directly at him until she felt Anderson nudge her backward with his hand. "Too close, pumpkin." His whisper was soft and for her ears alone. Katherine clicked her teeth before staring away from Jude. His escort didn't look like she was open for a conversation as she had her gaze on her phone, typing endlessly on it. As the introductions went on with the businessmen going on their feet with their dates for recognition, Katherine clasped her hand to her thigh. "Mr. James McHale of Dell." The announcer called and Katherine reflexively glanced at the next person that stood, the blood drying off her face.

She cursed as she walked towards her bag and picked up her outfit for the day before stomping off to the washroom to prepare for work. "Ouch…she almost broke my neck!" Harris whimpered, as he sat up and stretched his neck after watching Katherine stomp off to the washroom. Katherine reappeared in the room after almost half an hour in a black knee-high skort worn above black net leggings, a black halter strap tank top, and a black knee-high Italian boot. "Wow! You look as sexy as a mafia queen!" Harris exclaimed after ogling at her for over five minutes since she returned to the room.

Before he could finish his sentence, Katherine smacked him on the head. A loud smack was heard, and everyone was shocked! It seemed to be a strong smack, and the classroom lights flickered a little due to the smack’s vibration. “Don’t you dare pull that face ever again. Do you understand?” Katherin warned. She spoke with the force exerted from her energy field, and a strong wave of vibration exploded after she spoke! ‘Huh? She was a Level One Master General?’ everyone thought.

She doesn’t move back, but I can tell by the stuttering of her heart and the way she grips her chair that fear has her in its grip. “That can be arranged,” I say, then smirk as I walk away from her and call Valentine to take her back to her room. Little Katherine, the hunter who swore to kill creatures of the night and slaves of the moon, got aroused watching me drink another woman’s blood. I’m sure she’ll hate herself for that more than she can ever hate me.