Katherine Pulitzer Novels & Stories

If you would like to read a complete book, please check my other novel HAPPY FOREVER AFTER. This book continues from six years after their marriage... So here goes.. ENJOY -------------------- Katherine Packard-Kavell sighed as she got into bed. It had been a long day at work, at home and also at Tim's school. A long day at work because she had a big birthday party she was catering and she and her team had to bake hundreds of cupcakes. She hated doing things at the last minute and so she had pushed her staff so they could work harder and faster.

Kate POV “I Challenge Katelyn Adams for the Alpha title of the Golden Moon Pack!”. I couldn’t believe what I had heard. It was resonating through my mind, without fully comprehending. Looking into the crowd I wait for the voice to come forward. It’s familiar but with the crowd who jumped up loudly the voice was lost in the crowd.

She was wearing a stunning emerald green jumpsuit that made her look like a disco queen, but her hair—usually a sleek curtain of silk—was pulled up into a messy bun that looked like it had been constructed during a natural disaster. She stared at me, her eyes wide. “Eliana!” She grabbed a stack of papers from her desk and hugged them to her chest, as if shielding herself. “I didn’t know you were coming.” “Marco told me you’re having a breakdown,” I said, closing the door and leaning against it. “What happened? Did the florist mess up the Gala centerpiece again? Did the chef quit?” Katherine threw the papers down. She groaned, a long, tragic sound, and collapsed into her leather executive cha

I stood up, my heart beginning a slow, heavy thud in my ears. "CONVICTED MURDERER KATHERINE ROBINSON FOUND DEAD IN CELL." I moved closer to the screen, my breath hitching. A grainy photo of Katherine, the woman who had helped Richard ruin my life stared back at me. "Reports coming in from the state penitentiary confirm that Katherine Robinson was found unresponsive early this morning," the news anchor said, her voice clinical and cold. "Sources say she was stabbed with a dagger repeatedly in her cell, during a fight with one of the inmates. Katherine was serving a life sentence for the murder of Eleanor Blackwood and her involvement in Hawthorne's In-laws crimes..."

VIVIENNE'S POV Lunch with Katherine is purely strategic,Katherine runs the society pages for three major publications. She decides what's news and what's gossip and what's quietly buried. We're at Sant Ambroeus. Visible. Public. The kind of place where being seen matters. "Vivienne, darling." Katherine air-kisses both cheeks. "You look radiant." I'm eight months pregnant and exhausted. But I smile anyway. "Thank you. You look wonderful as always."

It was a news alert that read, "Parker Group's Northwest Branch Doubles in Performance, Manager Katherine Hale Named Manager of the Year." A photo of Katherine at work was attached to the article. She was standing on the project grounds, her skin tanned from exposure to the sun, and she seemed to be in high spirits. She was all alone with no Mark or anyone else around her. Only the bright blue sky and the dusty ground surrounded her. I locked my phone and went back inside. Alice was cutting some fruit. When she saw me coming in, she handed me a strawberry. As I ate, she asked, "Is it sweet?"

Inside was a brand new Apple Macbook laptop, the power Cord neatly rolled up beside the laptop. The first thing that came to Katherine's mind was writing. She'd wanted a laptop for a long time now so that she could do homework and work on her writing. A wave of excitement rushed through Katherine as she untied the power cord and plugged it in, turning to dig through the box for whatever else it might hold.

and turned the screen toward me. "I found three possibilities," she said, pointing at her screen. "One is Katherine Williams, a famous athlete who dated a British royal. Another is Katherine Astor, daughter of some tech billionaire who's known for her designer bag collection." "And the third?" I asked, my heart beating faster. "Katherine Sinclair." "Who's Katherine Sinclair?" I leaned closer, trying to see the screen. "Let me check..." Hazel scrolled through the page and then clicked on a photo attachment. "Boom. Got a picture."

Lucifer said quietly, gesturing round. “This is very beautiful,” Katherine said. “You're most welcome.” Katherine smiled and felt heartwarming. She inhaled every flower and touched her heart as she read the cute little notes. “Aww this is so sweet. I already know where I'll put the rest of the flowers. I disappear for one year and boom, my flowres are dead.” “One year?” He said. “You were gone for forever.” Katherine grinned and that was when it occured to her. She spun around, blinking. “Wait had you said Kids? Or did I imagine it?”

he elaborated. Katherine was a beauty influencer with over a million followers, most of them women. If she handled the initial promotion, the response could be very strong. Katherine smiled. "No problem at all."