Nicola Peltz As Katara Novels & Stories

Charlotte gritted out. Charlotte knew that Elena had powers. She used a spell to look deeper into her so that she could find out how strong she was, and it turned out she didn't look hard enough. "I really want to kill you right now, but I want your powers. You are strong but don't know how to use your powers. I could be unstoppable with your strength and my skills," she giggled. "And once you are gone, I will say I'm Valentina De Luca, the lost Queen, but I'm just waiting for Damon to see the show."

Thomas pov It's unnerving how the girl Katia just stands there staring at nothing. Since her mother announced her being my chosen mate, she has just stood there. Absolutely no reaction, not even a flash of emotion on her face. Her mother pulls her off the last step, and she continues to show no reaction. The mother leans down, saying something in her ear, and I take the time to study her. Little Katia is going to be one hell of a beauty when she is older. With that dark black hair, porcelain skin, natural pink bow lips, and those big dark black/purple eyes, she's a cute little thing now.

Kat smiled, her tone bright, continuous, and completely unaffected as she made her way back to her booth. ‎Across the room, Eli leaned over to Azriel’s table, shaking his head with an admiring laugh. "Man... Arthur’s granddaughter really is something else, isn't she?" ‎Abby looked over at Azriel, expecting a quiet grunt or a shrug. ‎Azriel didn't answer Eli. He didn't join the applause. He picked up his glass of whiskey, his jaw set in a tight, rigid pulse, his dark, brooding eyes following Kat as she sat back down between Grant and Harlan, laughing softly as Harlan leaned in to whisper a heartfelt compliment.