Katherine Pierce Quotes Novels & Stories

“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." **

“But I heard my name got mentioned. And I know what you are saying—what everyone is saying: that I am a gold digger and now I am pimping my own daughter out. Is that right?” I can’t believe what I just heard. Pimping…WHAT THE FUCK! That is so much worse than I could possibly imagine! Seriously! What is wrong with those people! I thought the upper-class people have class! But turns out they are just a bunch of chatty, mean, backstabbing scumbags! “That is what you think. I didn’t say that.” Katherine says cunningly.

she said under her breath, glancing at me. “I know,” I replied quietly. “But I wanted to. She needs this.” Katherine sighed, her eyes following Charlotte as she moved through the store. “I just don’t want her to think this is how you solve problems,” she said softly. “With expensive things.” “It’s not about the price tag, Katherine,” I said, keeping my voice low. “It's about showing her she's worth it.” “She's been through a lot, and sometimes... sometimes a little bit of normalcy, even if it's just shopping, can mean the world.”

"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."

I stand up from the chair and walk towards my office, I shut the door and pour myself a glass of wine and take a huge gulp. I heard a knock and Katherine peeked through, her face morphed into a smile. “Can I come in?” She says, and I nod even though I don’t feel in the mood. “Whoa, you need to get yourself back, you look like shit.” She gives a pointed smile and I shake my head, she slides into the chair easily. “Seriously, she shouldn’t have said such a thing to you. Do you need me to fly to London and talk some sense into her brain? Because, I would surely do that for you.” Even though I appreciate her caring for me, that would be too far.