Katie Paw Patrol Novels & Stories

But thankfully, he had learned to keep it quiet. Yet, everyday, I’m reminded that he is even more powerful than Aiden and the other Hybrids. “Mum!” He was a bit more urgent than before. “Katie is about to have her pup.” Crashing in through the bathroom door, I find her half conscious and leaning against the toilet, a trail of blood along the floor. “Get Leighton.” I call out to Cayden “Already on it.” By the time Leighton gets here, I’m already holding his pup. Katie was still out of it a little bit. Overwhelmed by the pain, Cayden tells me.

She smiled atop her nest of bones, her pet still huddled between her hiked-up legs. “Keep away,” Katie warned him, voice shaky. “Take the dog, and get back. Please. Keep away from here.” She blinked tears from her eyes, her hair bristling. They retreated, even as the air around Katie began to crackle, little sparks of static electricity dancing between her fingers. She trembled uncontrollably. Seeing this, the lurid smile fell apart on Glee’s face. “I told you,” said Katie, “to stop it . . . ”

Ellen knows Katie is twice as adventuresome as she is so she won't have a problem going past the yellow tape to find them. But what Ellen doesn't know, as she takes James and leads him down the short path to the beach, is Katie will not be coming alone to pick them up. Further, she doesn't know that calling Katie adventurous would be like calling the Pacific Ocean that are about to walk along a small body of water. The fact is Katie, her new best friend, is a stone cold sex freak as is her 22 year old daughter who will be tagging along with her mom when she goes to pick up her beautiful best friend and her shy but extremely cute son.

I managed to sell it for a couple of million before my lack of people skills sunk the whole operation. The only person I can say I truly care about is my teenaged daughter, Katie. Katie (short for Katelyn) has lived with her mom in Georgia for so long that she has picked up a bit of the local drawl, which I love listening to. She is a tall, athletic girl, who crushes her tests in school like they were written for second graders. She runs track, dances hip hop and has dated the same boy -- Tom -- since she was fourteen. Living out in California's central coast, I rarely see her. A couple of weeks during the summer and against during the winter break is about it. Maybe because of this, I still

"Girl, if you keep talking, I will smack you upside your head. Let. It. Go." Katie's voice was firm as she held her ice-cream cone in one hand and put her other hand on her hip. She looked like Lara Croft but without the gadgets and get-up. "Can I have an ice-cream?" "On one condition. you promise that you don't get yourself involved in all this. Your dad and Grey are more than capable of sorting this stuff out." I rolled my eyes and sighed in defeat. "Alright. Fine. Yes. I won't get involved."

What more a stranger? She knew to herself that she just agreed as a payback to that someone. She knew how that family helped the orphanage. She’d been hearing them since she was a girl. Their conversation with Sister Maya ended. Katie just thought that it would be nice if it would be a girl so that they could get along more easily. The two were on their way to the beach because the sun was about to set. Katie was carrying painting supplies. They both love to paint but Katie paints more on landscape and Victoria paints portraits. Katie sucks at painting faces.

The next attachment is a video, and sure enough, it starts with Katie complaining about how Keila forced her into baby play. I laugh at the term. Keila doesn't care about Katie's whining. She's more interested in getting into the video frame enough to raise the flowers up with a broad smile. "Mommy look, auntie Katie and I made this for yoư" Katie smiles at my excited daughter. "Blow mummy a kiss", she says, and Keila wastes no time in complying.

“She trains with us at 6:00am sharp.” Katie’s eyes narrowed but Silvo interrupted whatever she was going to say. “You train with Alessia?” he asked. I nodded. “Mom trains the four of us every morning,” I said, proudly. “Then she is a personal trainer in town in the afternoon.” Katie snorted and I gave her a warning glance. She should know better than to insult my mom. Silvo glanced at Caleb and then over at mom, looking at her. “Interesting color choice,” Katie said, looking me up and down. “Not many people would be brave enough to wear hot pink with red hair. A lot of people would think it clashes.” She gave me a wide smile. I could see that the triplets were listening.

And that person was none other than Katie. If there was one thing I learned, it was that some people never grew out of cruelty. They only got louder. Katie had always wanted to be the Luna of the Redhound pack, she had practically trained to be picked by Caspian, being the only son, everyone thought he would assume the throne earlier but he stalled, for unknown reasons. And even worse, he hadn't picked anyone as his mate. This infuriated Katie. I saw her face flashed in my mind instantly, glossy lips, perfect ponytail, that satisfied smirk she wore when she thought she had done something clever.

A smile tugs at the corner of my mouth while I make my way towards the sweet laughter. My feet come to a grinding halt when I step around the corner and find everyone, including Katie and Casper, in formal attire. Katie is in a gorgeous royal blue floor length formal dress with a wheelchair right behind her. The gathering of the material in the front hides any baby bump she has. Her long brown hair is pulled back and up in with a few strands falling down to frame her face. Gorgeous. She is absolutely gorgeous. Casper bounces around and spins towards me. When he sees me, he stops and, with a brilliant smile and deep dimples, he cries out, “Daddy! We are ready to go! You need to go chang