Pj Masks Kate Mga Nobela at Kwento

Kate said. "Kate, get ready. I have plans for us to go somewhere exciting," Jane said, taking her hand to help her stand up. "Where are we going?" Kate asked as she stood up. "Don't worry about the cost. I made a lot of money today and I want to treat you," Jane said, smiling in an attempt to cheer Kate up. Kate smiled politely as she went to get dressed. "You look stunning, I must say. That outfit is very chic," Jane complimented her.

MIA'S POV "This way, Miss Mia." Kate addressed me as if I was already the experienced PR manager, as if this work really belonged to someone like me. I clutched the folder tightly in front of my chest. My handbag dug into my armpit from the way I held it so hard. Kate had dressed me in an official black trouser and a white silk blouse with a black blazer covering it. Black heels completed the look. My hair was tied into a tight bun with no stray strands. I had applied some mascara myself. That was all me. Kate and her stylists had nothing to do with it.

She blinks her gorgeous dark eyes, and the touch of glitter on her lids sparkles. “I’m sorry I’m late,” she says softly as she tucks a strand of her gorgeous curls behind her ear only for it to come loose again. Tease. Her voice snaps me from my thoughts, and I look away, tugging at the collar of my shirt for a second. Why the fuck is she dressed like she’s going to go walk a fucking fashion show or some shit? “Why don’t you sit here, princesa Kataleya? You and señorita Marie can get to know one another,” Jose remarks, glancing over at Marie who gives him a smile.

“No, thanks. I’m glad I made it through the last one. You can have another one if you want to, I’ll stay here.” Jennifer smiled as her reluctance. “It’s not so bad you know. You have to let go sometimes. Don’t be so uptight, come on!” But Kate shook her head once again. She was too perturbed to dive again and she wanted some time alone to think anyway. “No, thanks.” Jennifer sighed but refrained from any further arguments. As she was moving out of the small inlet, Kate caught sight of an dangerous-looking mark just under her belly and frowned. “Jen, what’s that bruise?”

Kate sassed, smiling to herself when Jane’s face turned a bright red in embarrassment. “I admit to being a bitch, but you’re one too and the fact that I can admit to that shows I’m a better person than you can ever be because it takes quite a lot to own your pain.” “And next time, before you go all out calling people dogs, first try to hide your stretch mark filled cleavage with a decent dress.” She added, making Jane gasp and look down on her chest, as if in search for the stretch marks but when she probably didn’t find one, she looked up at Kate with contempt and seethed;

Kate giggled, "I completed my studies in Davao in college, and I just returned here this year." "You haven't been back in a while," John remarked, nodding. "Where is your husband? I suppose you have one because you have a daughter." Kate's grin faded as she stated, "He's in Davao right now, but he'll be here next week. Also, about our children, I'm very sorry." "It's okay, it was like us before," John said. "Oh, and Julia?" Kate remarked abruptly. "I'll just ask you a question. Don't you have any plans to inform Shan about his father, Phillip?"

“You have no idea. And the tiny thing you are wearing just caught me off guard. In a good way though.” “Does that mean you like it?” I teased him. I looked down at my dark blue cocktail dress. It was the opposite of me from the small town. The dress showed some skin. Actually, a lot of skin from my cleavage to the three inches cut above my knees. I was like the character I created, Sindy Kate. Only this time, I showed it to one man, and I tended to keep it that way. “I love it, Westley.” We seated on the stools, Clyve had already his soda.

Sometimes she thinks it was unfair on her part that he had seen everything on her, yet she could not even have a glimpse of his… ah, she must stop right there. Jan sauntered toward the bed and put the paper bags down. “I thought you might be needing some casual clothes,” he said and turned around. “I’ll be waiting for you at the car.” She exhaled sharply and started rummaging the paper bags. Kate picked a plain fitted V-neck tee and a pair of tight jeans. She did not do her makeup and just put on some lipstick and loose powder.

"What's wrong with it?" "Everything!" Kate bounded over, her energy as boundless as always. At five-foot-two with platinum blonde hair and a personality that could fill a stadium, Kate was everything Julia wasn't—and everything she was starting to want to be. "We've been over this. You're in college now. You're allowed to show some skin."

The news turned Winster county mayorial candidates upside down; because right now Kate is the most popular person in Winster county. Stanley’s POV The campaign was hectic for me because she made me her campaign manager. We focused on reaching out to the youth in correctional facilities, women empowerment and environmental preservation. Before the election, Kate already has 70% of the polls. I have not had a good sleep since then, but I was very happy. This is one of the things I love doing. Helping Kate is like helping my brother and my family. Emma’s POV Two weeks from now is the election. Today I and Kate went out to eat. I took her to our rendezvous point to enjoy her favorite Italian cui