Nicola Peltz As Katara Novels & Stories

She delicately adjusted her hair, her eyes never leaving mine. I couldn't speak, just stared at the earrings, trying to understand what it all meant. Luna Katy stood up, dazzling in her lilac dress, pearls gracefully draping around her neck. She looked kind, almost maternal, but I knew the truth. I knew that behind that delicate facade was a passive-aggressive woman, a ruthless leader who tolerated no disobedience.

I'm not losing and if we do I am making sure it's not because of me. Axel and his team were already there as well as the whole damn party it felt like. Everyone was crowded around the battlegrounds to come watch us. Axel's team was composed of 5 strong shadow weavers. Kat is a general who's won countless battles alone. Kat is a tall and muscular woman with long brown hair and deep brown eyes. She's around Axel's age, but wise beyond her years.

“It’s the mansion. The news… Tamara isn’t picking up. I’m scared. I’m so scared, Persia. Please come.” Silence. Then the scrape of a chair. “I’m leaving now. Stay on the line.” Kat’s POV “Tamara! Don’t you dare quit on me,” I rasped, reaching for her. A shadow fell over us. Elijah stood there. “Katherine,” he said, and my teeth clenched. “It’s Kat. Not Katherine.” “The girl is a Hunter matter now. Step back.” “She’s a dying girl, you prick,” I snarled, sliding my arms under her shoulders. “Get out of my–”

My eyes roamed hungrily all over her body until they landed on the tattoo inked right below her navel. Holy fuck. “No fucking way…” I muttered. Katricia’s eyes went wide with panic as she tried to cover her tits and pussy with her hands, but it was useless cause I'd already seen everything. "Nelson! How dare you walk in without knocking?! Get out!” She shrieked, pointing frantically at the door. Ignoring her, I stepped inside and locked the door behind me, drinking in the sight of her naked skin. “All this time you’ve been walking around the house in those baggy hoodies and loose jeans, pretending to be the perfect innocent little stepsister… and you’re actually Lunar Katt? The masked slut w

"This is Talia." Katya gave Talia a friendly smile while waiting to hear their orders. Katya's hair was raised in a messy bun at the top of her head and several curly strands framed her perfect face and reached her shoulders. Talia thought that Katya looked like an exotic beauty with her sun-kissed skin, mesmerizing eyes, and full lips. She was leaning over the counter of the bar so that they can hear each other with the blaring music going on, but that also gave Talia a marvelous view of the cleavage Katya's ample peeks formed, and there was a nametag that said 'Katya'.

“I’ll give you two a minute – “ Caleb starts, but Fati holds her hand up. “Don’t worry about this Caleb. This won’t take long,” she says. Then she looks at me and I flinch at the anger and pain in her eyes. “I, Fatima Nadia Guia, Luna of the Moon Goddess Pack, reject you, Kurt Jamal Walker as my mate.” I fall to the ground, clutching my chest. This is the worst pain that I’ve ever felt. So mind numbingly painful that I can’t think beyond it.

But they were right; she had that bite in her! I glanced to the side to find Katrina holding a gadget and scrolling on it. She was dressed in a blue Scottish skirt, with a white shirt which was clamped neatly with a red tie. Her hair was bundled in a tight pony and she looked beautiful. She felt my stare and looked up at me; then smiled and waved. “Now we will begin!” The belle announced clapping her hands as a signal for the guards of the first door which was the first one on the far left to move. The heavy metal door creaked against the hard ground creating a very unsettling sound as it opened!

I know witches are said to be smart, but I’m impressed, and what she said actually makes sense. “So, Kataleya calling him Apophis, would mean, that is the name he recognises himself most by?” Kiara asks, frowning slightly. “I would assume so.” Delsanra says. I glance back at the bed. Her chest is rising and falling steadily, her pouty lips slightly parted. Fuck. I hate seeing her like this… Charlotte digs her nails into my arm, and I’m snapped from my thoughts and look down at her. She side-eyes Alejandro and I glance at him, to see he’s watching me with that same calculating look.

“The mate bond is a sacred gift from the Goddess, and to allow anyone but my mate to touch me is to spit in Goddess’s eye and cause unspeakable suffering to my love.” “But…”Carlotta started to interrupt, but as I held my hand up, a zipper closed over her mouth and then over the mouths of the others before they could start to protest. “Do not try my patience, hags. I may be young and untrained in the ways of magic, but I am Katrina D’Amore, Luna of Nebrodi, and Crone of Oscurità e Luce Coven. I will not have my decisions questioned by anyone.” I growled as Nina started to come forward, her anger not easy to keep in check.

Avery says evenly, staring into the man's eyes. The women in question stand up from the crowd and nod to Avery. Avery nods back in respect. Alpha Katya is approaching fifty, and her mate is a nervous-looking creature with long curly hair. She's a formidable Alpha who rarely appears at these events, but she and Avery were on good terms due to having trade deals in place.