Katie O'mara Novels & Stories

Rita said, simply and calmly. "Let me make something clear to you, Miss Bethany Madison. Makaila is nothing like you. You are just a bundle of stupidity, foolishness, fake body, bitchiness and Sultriness. Makaila on the other hand is a pretty girl with an open heart, very smart, brave and courageous girl. If you didn't know that, know it now and get it into that empty brain of yours. At least there would be something in it." Rita told her to her face and that left Bethany awestruck.

Then, she stood in the corner without saying a word. When Sean approached her, she stepped back. They did that until her back was against the wall, and she had no way to escape. "That woman is Katie Emberly, one of Malcdo's diplomats's daughters. Since she doesn't like politics, she studied medicine in college. That's where we met. She pursued me once, but I rejected her." Sean explained his relationship with Katie in detail, like a criminal coming clean. "After college, we occasionally encountered each other due to work. But I swear, I can count the number of times we've met with only two hands.

*** When they got out of their cars in front of Jeremy’s mansion, they met yet another challenger who stood between them and the entrance. This one was Katie Steven, a drop-dead gorgeous black lady, who was not only a warrior but was also a famous model. She wore the tiniest jeans shorts, a sexy black tube top that covered just her boobs, and no footwear. She obviously meant business. “Katie…” Stan bellowed. Katie was on his squad. She was one of his best warriors and he sure as hell didn’t want Jeremy or Philip wounding her.

June Hall’s POV “Good morning Winster county. Welcome to another episode of Winster county with Miss June Hall. Today, I have a very special guest in the studio: Kate Zainab Omar, the face of the heroes of justice maiden magazine. Kate how have you been?” Kate’s POV “I have been doing great, thank you for having me.” “You know since you came back, people have been speculating or even asking what your next move will be after the blockbuster speech during Sheriff Morgan Wilson’s memorial. What is your answer?” June Hall’s POV

Ryle’s group felt a strong wave of nausea wash over them. “Is she even human?!” Jainella muttered, leaning against her chair for support. “We were certain she was mortal,” Marielle replied, doing the same. “We can discuss that later but I think we should stop her before she kills that maid,” Éclair interrupted. Kaine and Ryle, fighting the nauseating wave of power Katie was giving off, immediately jumped into action, keeping the sword on the ground as Katie wrapped her hand around its hilt. Katie rounded on them, kicking their chest with surprising amount of force, forcing them to skid back, landing on their rears. The maid took the opportunity to scramble away but was unable to climb to her

With that command left in the air, Damon's steps turned into a jog and before long, he was out of sight, leaving a confused Sarah standing in the middle of a place she barely knew. She didn't move a muscle. She wasn't sure what exactly was going on but for some reason, her chest felt as if it was going to explode. The only thing she knew about it all, was that he was after the woman who's name was apparently Katie. "Katie?" Sarah tested the name on her tongue and a few seconds later, she realized it's familiarity. Katie was that woman...the woman who Liam spoke of and she was also the same woman who was in the photo...the one who was capable of making Damon look like a totally different vers

Luka asked me, cutting Katie's sentence, and I nodded unsure if my voice was clear or would sound like a croaking frog. Mr Daven hadn’t sat back down, he was standing by the desk with his jaw slightly gaped open. Katie slowly turned to me, her face had gone pale with so many expressions that I almost felt sorry for her… almost. “You.” She spoke quietly. “Cassie Hale, a wolfless omega… all three of them chose you?” “Katie.” Caspian’s voice was low with a warning tone. Biting her lip, she grabbed her bag from the floor beside the chair, tucked it over her shoulder, and walked out the door quietly.

She could sense someone or something watching her, it was a weird presence and she couldn't quite pinpoint the position as it came from everywhere. 'Who could it possibly be?' Katie wondered, her eyes narrowing as she looked around. Her thoughts raced to make sense of the situation. But a voice interrupted her thought. "Katie," Oprah called. “What are you doing?" "Oh it's nothing, just taking in the view," Katie replied but Oprah noticed her unease. “Hmm, I don't think so. Maybe I should just take a peek,” Oprah said and her eyes glowed silver. Oprah was a Mindflayer and could read people's minds but it required eye contact, so Katie hurried to hide her face.

She took a shaky breath, trying to hold back her tears, but they came anyway, spilling over as she whispered to herself, “How...how did I end up like this? She curled up against the wall, burying her face in her hands, the weight of regret settling over her. After the tears had subsided, Katie took a deep breath, steadying herself. She’d been out of the TMM park for two months now, and each day felt heavier than the last. She left the bathroom and caught sight of herself in the mirror. Her gaze drifted down to her stomach, which had been bloating strangely, growing little by little over the past few weeks. She placed a hesitant hand on it, wondering what could be wrong. Was this some form of

She saw Adam inside, wearing sunglasses and a white t-shirt and looking devastatingly – and annoyingly – sexy. Oh, Lord. Here we go. “Hey, Reena? Adam’s here. I’ve got to go, OK?” “Alright, sweetie. Be safe and be strong. We all love you.” “Love you guys too,” Katie said. Adam sat in the car for a few seconds, watching Katie on her cell. Black coat, black pants, black boots. Black hair and black eye makeup and black nail polish. A dozen earrings in each ear. Good Christ, did the woman have to dress herself in head-to-toe black all the fucking time? He had researched Katie’s photography extensively, and he knew that even all her photos were black-and-white. Was she totally color-blind or just