Katia Langenheim Novels & Stories

Lena nodded, but a tight knot of anxiety twisted in her stomach. Trina leaned closer. “You’re really into this guy, huh?” Lena froze. “What? No. I mean… it’s not about that. It’s about exposing the truth.” “Right. And the fact that he’s drop-dead gorgeous and keeps looking at you like he wants to devour you.”Trina said with a broad smile. Paying to heed to what she said,Lena handed her a phone. “Everything you need to know about your ‘brand’ is here. You’re now Katrina Devereaux, an up-and-coming designer who just relocated from Paris.”

Placing himself between me and Rothgar with body language that was unmistakably protective. "She is under my protection," Kieran said quietly. "Make your respects and leave, Rothgar." "Your protection." Rothgar smiled. Cold and knowing. "How... territorial of you." "How accurate of me. Lena is valuable. Rare. The only successful witch-Fae hybrid in recorded history. She is also the reason I am free. That makes her important to me. Anyone who wishes to approach her does so with my permission." The words sat in the air like a declaration.

When she and her son Sebastian walked into the private room, the air itself seemed to pause. Katerina was nearly fifty, but time had been kind. She had perfect silver-gray hair, eyes like deep green lakes, and wore a sharp pearl-white suit. She was an Omega, but her presence was unnaturally strong. Her son Sebastian looked to be in his late twenties, with his mother’s green eyes, but his gaze was cold, assessing, and held unmasked hostility—especially toward Lorenzo.

(Katarina Schevenkova) “Thank you..” Anyone that hears our conversations, would’ve thought that it was 2 emotionless people talking in a straight forward manner. It is rather true, Katarina and I usually speaks like these, very in the matter and straightforward, that is why she and I have the same stand ground all the time, hence also the success of Virtue Luxury.

“But instead, my ex slash auntie is asking me to help her track down a club girl. Tell me... Does Uncle Viktor know you're utilizing his pathetic nephew's resources behind his back?” I pulled my phone back toward me. "Viktor has nothing to do with this and if you value your breathing privileges, you won't mention my name or this photo to anyone, especially not him." ​Conrad’s chuckle faded. He leaned over the table, crossing his arms as he looked at the screen one more time. ​"I know her.” My ears perked up. Now, I have a lead. "Her name is Katerina. She’s an elite handler, a high-end, very exclusive contractor, usually hired by the old guard families in Los Angeles to dig up dirt on assets.

I quickly clarified. “Oh…I see…wow…” Kat said as her eyes returned to Reiner. “Hi, my name is Kat and I work here with Natalia. It’s nice to meet you,” Kat said flirtingly as she smiled up at Reiner. “I’m Knight. Thank you for taking care of Natalia,” Reiner replied politely. “Sure thing…” Kat said cheerfully. “Umm…why are you here?” I repeated my question again, hesitantly. “I’m here to take you back to the mansion,” Reiner replied bluntly.

Adjusting to living in Nebrodi hasn’t been smooth sailing. Henrik and I are doing our best to study that EIGHT HUNDRED PAGE guide to being a Nebrodi Beta Luna Katrina gave us, but we didn’t have much time to focus. There is a witch out there looking to mess with our mate’s family, and she needs to be put down.

Ella physically recoiled as she wondered what kind of business party this was. Chase realized how uncomfortable she was and led her away to a quieter place. One that looked more sane. "She’s something, isn’t she?" he said casually, not even glancing back. "Who?" Ella asked, though her chest already knew the answer. "Katrina," he said. "That’s her name. Katrina James." Ella raised an eyebrow. "Oh." He nodded, loosening the collar of his shirt. "Nine-time global award-winning actress turned investor. She walked off the stage and straight into billion-dollar businesses. Classy. Ruthless. One hell of a negotiator."

She felt relieved when she closed the doors and went back to her seat. Like any other assassin, she had done her research. She was iconic in the fashion industry and had her own fashion line and was an investor in many popular cloth and shoe brands. She was rich, famous and was head over heels for Levi Wushi. However, even though she had everything she could ever want, she couldn't get any love or affection from Mr. Wushi.