Katherine Pierce Gif Novels & Stories

I chuckle lowly, then I go to my bag and get my glue from my art supplies and use most of the bottle on her seat and then leave to find another seat with Sadie while she giggles. Katherine walks in and plops her skinny ass on HER seat while Sadie and I giggle uncontrollably, she turns to us and gives us one of the dirtiest looks one could muster. We just smile back sweetly. ***_*** When the period finally ends, Sadie and I stay seated while we watch as Katherine gets up, hearing her silk pants tear, we burst in fits of laughter as she screeches. Her zebra panties on full display for the whole class to see

KAZIMIR "Play along how?" "We'll do regular dinner dates. Public appearances. Little things to placate them. You'll report back to them that we're getting along." Katherine was quiet for a moment. "You want me to lie." "I want you to give them what they want to hear." "And what about what I want?" I turned to face her. "What do you want?" She stood, walking toward me slowly. Her heels clicked against the hardwood. She stopped a few feet away, close enough that I could smell her perfume, floral, expensive, completely unlike Ariel's scent that haunted my dreams.

So forget your worries and live life to the fullest. ''Thank you so much. Thank you'' *********************************** Hunger moved me towards the kitchen. I was hungry but I was more eager to eat something I made. Silent sobs greeted me as I entered the kitchen. ''Katherine? Are you okay?'' She had her head on the island sobbing feverishly. She quickly wiped away her tears with the back of her hands trying to hide the fact that she was crying. ''Huh? Yeah, I'm okay, just a little peprika spice in my eyes. That's all''

She tries to shoo him away with her hand, but he doesn't leave. "I haven't met our new friend yet." He sits down on my side of the bench until I'm forced to slide over, taking my food and drink with me. I shake his outstretched hand while Katy glares at us. "I'm Pierce." "Yes, I heard. It's nice to meet you." I take my hand back as soon as possible. "No it's not," Katy sneers. Pierce looks nice, but Katy acts like he carries the bubonic plague. Although since we've already established she's crazy, I'm not sure how much stock to put into her assessments.

Drake turned to the direction of the sound, and saw someone who looked like a woman which he could quite tell because of her luscious figure, which fitted exactly that of a female. The woman only kept staring at him with so many emotions all over her face. Pain, sorrow, guilt but also relief and joy. She walked closer to him as tears strolled down her face. She stretched forth her hand like a blind woman to touch his face. She further moved her hand to his lips, then down to his arms, and with all that his gaze followed what she was doing. Seeing that she was not dreaming and indeed his eyes were opened, she did the first thing that came to mind. She rushed to the door to call the doctors.

I said. Her smile widened. She was foolish. I could tell what her little pep talk would be. Trying to be like Lucille. If Lucille could do it, then she could as well. She overestimated herself. Lucille was special and I wasn’t Benjamin either. I cannot fall for such clear provocation. “What is this gift?” she asked, unable to hide her excitement in her tone. I snapped my fingers and Gary led a man in. I gestured in his direction. Katherine whipped around almost jumpy, ready to take her gift. But instead of embracing it, a shudder ran through her body. “What…” she glanced at me then at the man.

Katherine stopped on the final stair. Smiled. Hazel eyes bright with entirely too much satisfaction. “Well?” she asked, spreading her arms slightly. “How do I look?” I stared. Once. Twice. Then adjusted one glove. “Acceptable.” Percy made a choking noise. Katherine’s mouth fell open. “Acceptable?” she repeated. “That is all?” “Yes.” She narrowed her eyes and marched the final few steps toward me. “I have been tortured by seven women since four in the morning.”

Around them, there was a mix of snickering, sighs, and exaggerated groans as everyone struggled to resist glancing down. Finally, the facilitator clapped once. “Time’s up! You may now share your masterpieces.” Katherine burst into laughter as she saw Kingsley’s attempt—his drawing looked more like a startled alien than a woman. “What is this?!” Kingsley blinked down at it. “This is my abstract interpretation of your beauty.” “Oh, it’s abstract, all right.” Katherine’s drawing of Kingsley wasn’t much better. His jaw was somewhere near his eyebrow, and one of his eyes was drawn twice.

When she saw Amora standing there, breathing, radiant, and undeniably alive,Katherine’s jaw clenched so tightly the muscles in her neck strained. She had driven three hours at breakneck speed from the capital after seeing the encrypted video file. Seeing the reality in person was a thousands times worse. ‘The bitch didn't die,’ Katherine sighed, her wolf screaming in absolute fury. ‘She survived the fire. She survived the poison. She is back to take everything.’ Katherine quickly smoothed down her crimson coat, her face morphing into a sudden, brilliant mask of joyful shock. She did not look like a woman who had tried to murder her rival four years ago; she looked like a grieving sister who

"Just relax and enjoy it. After this, you'll want me every night." Her hands were now sliding down the front of his pants, and Aiden felt dirty and cheap. His head hurt and his feet struggled to shake her off him. Vee knelt in front of him, her fingers fumbling to free Aiden's flaccid member. His hands went to her head and gripped her hair hard, pulling her head off him. "No," he uttered. "Ahhh! I’ve always known you like it rough, Aiden," she giggled. Aiden's office door suddenly burst open and in walked a grinning Katherine holding her basket or treats in one hand and using the other to fling open her cloak, revealing a sexy red lace lingerie.