Katherine Pierce Quotes Novels & Stories

“Anyone can tell this is photoshopped.” “You are lying against me now,” I joined in with an angry look. “You want to paint me out to be the horrible person. It won’t work. I’ll make sure I make you regret this. Better don’t cross my lane or I’ll show you the true meaning of pain. You poor wench.” Katherine smiled that sweet smile and looked up at me. "I wonder." She said softly, "what would happen if Dacre ever got to hear of this?" She didn’t blink. Just smiled. My stomach tightened. Everything spun. Like that… she had me.

Seraphine chortled looking at their comedic show and expressed, "I am sorry. I don't intent to be rude. After all, this is something that can not be controlled by humans. However, you know, leader, seriously? Did you ever look at the mirror? I don't want to say it because this does make me insensitive, but you see, some people needs to be self-aware. Lady Katherine wouldn't bear to pay a second glance at you. Now, beauty is subjective, and that's why, it's not right of me to call you ugly. Someone might find you attractive, but you're just not her type." Seraphine phrased those words in a best way possible she could, and there was sincerity present in her eyes.

“I’ve watched you over the last several months, and after seeing your transcript, I’m even more certain.” “Don’t feel pressured.” Katherine said. “Take some time and think about it. Either way, I’m going to tell the it guy to find me a reason for cake.” Katherine stood up and walked out of the office. As she walked down the hall, she started singing a made up song declaring pregnant women need cake. Geoff shook his head as he laughed and followed for entertainment’s sake. “That poor man. She gets pregnant and their roles reverse.” Frank laughed. “What do you mean?” Helen asked.

Katy starts complaining about him before he gets the door closed behind him. "It sounds like a great opportunity, Katy." Tabitha speaks the words I'm thinking. "Just wait long enough. There's always a hidden clause if Pierce is involved. First you give him a free cookie and next he'll try to buy your soul."

"Don't stress yourself trying to remember anything, I'm sure everything will flow in pretty soon. Just trust me, I'll tell you everything you wish to know and help you remember. Anything you wish to know about, I'll try my best to explain it to you. So, ask only me and no one else, okay?" Katherine smiled, pushing off her skepticism and worry as she wrapped her arms around him, waffling in his scent. "Sure. I always do." **

What could she possibly say that would make me tolerate her? “You call me crazy and expect me to come running? How ridiculous.” I thought, glaring at my phone like the lunatic she accused me of being. "Crazy?" I echoed, my tone steady but my thoughts boiling. "You dare label me crazy after everything you've done?" Scarlett's voice stayed light, almost teasing. "Oh, Katherine, don’t be so theatrical. You know I’m right. You’ve always had that fire in you. That’s why I need your assistance."

"The question is, what are you going to do with the rest of your life?" Katherine looked at her friend. "Maybe I'll figure that out," she said quietly. "One step at a time." Margaret smiled. "One step at a time," she agreed. "That's all it takes."

"You can't be this cautious all the time. The brave may not live very long but—" "—the cautious do not live at all," I finished the quote from The Princess Diaries. Cassie sighed dreamily and looped her arms through mine. "I love Anne Hathaway," she stated, earning a laugh from me. And just like that, I was ready to be spontaneous.

"Every now and then I dance to appease the.moon goddess, if she is happy with my dance the birthmark glows." Katherine was awed by everything, it sounded quite remarkable to her and she couldn't help but imagine how it would be. " I am done." Katherine said as she packed the kit. "Thank you , I do appreciate your kind gestures." "Well, you are welcome ." Katherine said . Khloe stood up to leave the room and walked toward the door. She paused midway. "Do you still think there is hope for the Prince?" Khloe asked. "I do...I believe very much in hope ." Katherine answered.

At the center of the room sat Lionel Pierce in a wheelchair, old enough to look translucent, oxygen tubes under his nose, eyes sharp with terror. Behind him stood Preston Vance. Not physically. A projection, elegant and smiling. "Katherine," Vance said. "I hoped we could speak mother to mother, but this will do." Katherine's face hardened. "You are not in the room." "No. Jack is on his way to me. You are here. Everyone is where pressure places them." Haley stepped forward. "You really do practice villain dialogue in the mirror." The Vance projection ignored her. Pierce lifted one trembling hand. "Katherine. I am sorry. Arthur told me to bury it."