Katherine Novels & Stories

Katherine was amused by her and thought the girl in front of her was really cute. “Come and sit down,” Katherine said kindly. “Okay.” Hazel sat beside her in a hurry, but suddenly her face changed. She looked at Katherine in disbelief. “Your last name is Sanchez… So are you General Katherine Sanchez?” “Do you know me?” Katherine was a bit surprised.

He hurriedly takes the travelling box away from Ruby, who releases it freely to him. Meanwhile, Alexandra glares at him silently, without uttering a word. Once he is out of sight, she turns to Ruby. "K.J. you are looking great!" Alexandra compliments. K.J is the abbreviation of Ruby's native name. Which is Khadijat. Khadijat is Alexandra's paternal cousin. She is the only daughter of her father's younger sister, who is married to a Yoruba man. Ruby is Alexandra's closest cousin. She literally tells her everything. Although they only hooked up during holidays. But the bond was still there.

“Please, Katherine. Just… give me five minutes. That’s all I’m asking.” Another pause. Then, reluctantly, she said, “Fine. But make it quick.” I let out a breath I didn’t realize I was holding. “Thank you.” A few minutes later, the front door of the building opened, and Katherine stepped out, her arms crossed over her chest. She looked tired, her hair pulled back into a messy bun and dark circles under her eyes. But even like this, she was still the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. “Well?” she said, her tone sharp. “What is it?”

All she felt was gratitude and happiness. Mr. Jones seemed to be a nice man, one of the nicest she had met since her stay here. If the mother was nice, and the father was— summing up looks and courtesy— near perfect, where then did Jackson get his nasty attitude? She was led to the dining room by the man that welcomed them outside the building. His name was Theo and from what Maria noticed, Theo was someone Jackson cared about. Something inside her moved when she watched Jackson hug him. Already sitting on one of the expensively carved chairs was Mrs. Jones, looking as pretty and as young as ever in a red satin dress, Maria couldn't see the rest of it as she was seated. Her lips were a dark

No matter what the future hold for us, one thing is sure, we are perfect for one another. I see something moving from the corner of my eye. I look to my right to see what it is, just in case Alpha Locke has decided to come back and start some trouble. It is Katherine, and she is sneaking back to the party. That is not the pack doctor's grandson she is with; that is Paisley. She is the pack doctor's granddaughter. Hmmm. I wonder if this is her big secret she has been trying to talk to me about and afraid to tell mom.

Finrod nodded. The king reached for her hand, kneeled in front of her and kissed her hand, “What is your name?” “My name’s Ellaine.” “Please bless my kingdom, Lady Ellaine.” He really believed her to be some kind of godsend savior. She stood there, motionless. She didn’t know what to do yet the king was still kneeling in front of her. She glanced at Margarette who motioned for her to lay her hands on the king’s head. And she did. “King Erfand, mighty ruler of the centaurs, the Virsathen is in high spirits. I bless you so that your kingdom may continue to prosper and fortify.”

One deep long breath followed by a short exhale passed through Katherine's lips and she opened her eyes and was met with Lady Morgan and a tall young man standing in her room. "Miss Katherina-" Lord Killian began to speak but was cut off by the girl to whom he was speaking. "I prefer to be addressed as Katherine, Milord," immediately after Katherine spoke, she walked over to Lady Morgan. Lady Morgan wasn't Katherine's biological mother, even though she could be classified as her caretaker, Katherine and Lady Morgan never had that moth

Brigitte began as she placed a comforting hand on mine, and gestured around the table to all of the ladies. One of them scoffed as she placed her teacup down and tilted her head to the side before a small pout appeared on her lips, "let me introduce myself," she began with cheekiness and I observed her. She really has no right to have such an attitude with the tiny lips that she has, "my name is Katherine, I'm Quentin's youngest," she paused, "and favourite wife." "Well, it's lovel-" I began but was interrupted by her. "That was until you came along and ruined it for me," she spat bitterly and I frowned.

Then he enters. Afterwards, Katherine pushes her door open and whispers achingly as she walks in, "..Damn!.. He should've been my fucking divorce lawyer. #sigh.." ° * ° * °

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 chuc