Katia Langenheim Novels & Stories

Max mutters the last part, but still I heard it. "Like what," I ask already guessing what it might be. "Like killing that Vampire before presenting the case in our court" Li finishes for him. So I guessed it right. "I don't have an access card to go inside" I frown. How are they planning to go inside? Max hand over me an access card of a girl named Catharine. "It's my sister's card. She works here" she is pretty. "That means, you guys are not coming?" there is only one card here.

The sleek penthouse in the heart of Berlin overlooked the illuminated Brandenburg Gate and the vibrant city skyline. The cool evening air carried the scent of rain on concrete, street food from the bustling streets below, and the faint aroma of expensive coffee. Soft ambient lighting highlighted the modern interior with its floor-to-ceiling windows and minimalist designer furniture. Lena Schmidt, a 26-year-old German tech heiress with porcelain skin, long platinum blonde hair, and a toned, curvaceous figure, stood by the window in a fitted silk dress. The cool glass pressed against her fingertips as the city lights twinkled far below.

I was about talking when Anita came over. "Hmm...What's going on here?" she asked Lexy putting her hand on lexy's shoulder. "Kelsi here is the daughter of our maid that was sent out of the house last month...." Lexy replied her, looking at me with disgust, ".... And she had the guts to lie to me, telling me her dad is abroad overseeing his business there" I felt ashamed of myself that moment. "Wait! What?" Now the whispering coming frim every corner was getting louder, some of the class mate were covering their mouth in shock, including Anita.

She smiled and looked at Adrastos who seemed to be smiling at the manner his master dominating attitude. Satanika cut her palms and started to chant something in Latin as Adrastos secured Liam's head. She placed her hand chest and wrote with her blood the word 'Slāv' meaning slave and then the blood soaked into his skin and then she stepped back as well as Adrastos. Liam started to feel a burning pain on the sole of his left foot. His head started to ache and the only thing he could feel of was extreme pain and extreme anxiety. He started to scream and thrash as Satanika kept on chanting, her voice becoming louder and louder till Liam stopped screaming from the extreme pain and passed out.

“Good Morning, Alpha Regent Bronx Andreas Mason! Joyeux anniversaire [Happy birthday], Luna Regent Goddess Iokaste Mason! How are you feeling, mon ami?” Delilah breezes into the Bronx’s office with Musu and kisses me on both cheeks. She sets down a round cake. The icing is ombre from white to lavender to gray frosting and three candles on top. “Leticia Latmus, Klay Sombun, I hope you are both well!”

With another nod of appreciation, the three of us made our way towards the car. TWO WEEKS LATER. AXEL. The pack was in a festive mood over the coronation ceremony of Aria as the Luna of the Pack. The anticipation alone could be felt, and the feeling was practically everywhere. It could be felt in that air. My whole body tingled with the sensation of officially making her our Luna. She was to be presented before the Pack members today.

I pause taking a tissue from Kate to wipe my nose. Kate waits before I continue, “He grabs my arm and pulls me off the dancefloor. He has another woman attached to his other side,” at this Kate sits up a little taller. “Who the hell was she?” Kate asks. “She would be his fiancée and future Luna. The Luna ceremony is schedule in two weeks,” I say starting to cry.

“This is Alayna Hart, and Alayna, you will address him as Mr.—” “It’s all right, Lennie,” he interjects, finally extending a hand toward me. “Hello, Alayna. It’s a pleasure to finally meet you. I’m Oliver Katrakis,” he says politely, but it’s as if he was anticipating my arrival. He has a very charming smile. I shake his hand right away. There’s a part of me that doesn’t want to release his grip, but I do. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Katrakis,” I stammer in surprise. “I saw you in the articles. You’re the CEO of Grethe and Elga Enterprises and Chairman Lucien’s sole representative.”

He pooked pointed at Anton, then scanned Kat's group before gesturing to the side of the stage, where a Lena was standing. Her long brown hair was a mess, and she wore a pink dress. To say she was terrified was an understatement. "This is Lena Petrova, as you all know," Vitale said, pointing at her. "The girl who was on patrol with Natalia when the kidnapping occurred. She's here to tell you the truth, isn't that so, Lena?" Vitale announced, walking over to her and took her hand, leading her to the podium. He handed her the microphone and said in a commanding tone. “Lena, tell them the truth. Tell them what really happened last night.”

Clyve didn’t miss to capture the kids playing, swinging their legs into the water. “How about you? Other than your full name, your brother Skip is the CEO of the Linton Empire, and his girlfriend has recently launched a new fragrance.” “Not bad, Westley. You googled me, and I’m so touched.” “You can’t fool me with your accent, mate. Italian and Spanish are way sexier than Brit. So drop it, and tell me about yourself already, Clyve Clifford Linton of the United Kingdom.” “You know my full name because I told you.”