Quotes Katherine Pierce Novels & Stories

However, just as she was about to leave the room, a thought suddenly crossed her mind, making her pause immediately. Katherine turned to look back at the book once again, "Where have I seen this book?" she whispered to herself, searching her thoughts thoroughly with one eye closed and a hand on her chin. "ahh..." she suddenly gasped in shock, her body shuddering as the realization dawned on her. Katherine's body and steps were stiff as she silently walked back to the book and slowly picked it up once again with a shaky hand. It was exactly the type of book that Rose loved reading. Nora Jones was one of Rose's favorite authors, and she'd seen her reading this particular edition. Her memory qu

Two hours flew by in a blur of laughter and reminiscences. Katherine's gaze drifted off, lost in a sea of turbulent thoughts. Quentin's gentle tap on her shoulder shattered the spell, drawing her back to reality. "Hey, Kat, what's wrong? You've been zoning out," Quentin asked, concern etched on her face. Katherine forced a feeble laugh, attempting to mask her inner turmoil. "Nothing, just lost in thought." As they stepped outside, Katherine's senses were ambushed by Nathaniel's scent, a potent and intoxicating aroma that sent her heart racing.

She had been managing the household with an iron fist, slowly pushing out anyone who had ever been loyal to Amora. As the servants cleared the main platters, Katherine suddenly stood up. She tapped the side of her crystal wine glass with a silver spoon, the sharp, ringing sound instantly drawing the attention of every elder in the room. "Elders of the Silver Crescent," Katherine began, her voice carrying a soft, trembling sweetness that sounded perfectly practiced. "Before we move on to the territorial borders, there is a deeply personal matter I must share with you all." Duncan didn't raise his head, but his ears twitched slightly.

The rite didn't feel complete without it. Katherine knew that with this pledge, she was laying the first stone for a future she never hoped to find, a future that might collide with her plan of revenge. But she knew now what she would do if she had to choose. Her parents were dead, but she was still alive. And so was Nathaniel. Though she felt many strange gazes on her, not even the priest called her out for praying to the wrong god. With one look at her dark hair and small frame, everyone could tell where she came from.

Her eyes lit up so bright when I told her! Katharine had told me they didn’t have much money, and how Penny always made things that should be work seem fun. That remarkable woman used every trick she had to give Katharine things she couldn’t afford. She showed Katharine by working hard, there was a reward. Like a dinner out for waiting tables, or making beds at a resort, it was a break from the city and memories to share. I looked at the journals scattered around the floor. I knew they held more stories about Penny and her life. I wanted to read them all, but they would have to wait for another time. I had to concentrate on her life with Katharine and hope they gave me a clue.

“Her voice, her eyes, her smile, her hair color, She just had to be my Kara.” “Yes, Boss. She’s the same person.” Hugh assured. “Then, what happened? Why the change of name and past?” “From my findings, Ms Katherine originally came from an overly religious family. She got pregnant at 17 and her family wanted nothing to do with her after that. They cut all ties with her but not before officially disowning her. Her parents changed her name to Helen Pierce.”

"How does that p*ssy feel spread apart like that." I still briefly at his crass words before responding. "Breezy...c-cold." "Where are your hands, Katherine?" Fuck…call me Ruby. "I'm stroking my entrance." "Press your fingers firmer against that doorbell." Doorbell? My cl*t? "But...but I think it's chaffed." "I bet it is; it is punishment for leaving me. I would have satisfied you, Katherine. You know that?” No word leaves me; his question feels rhetorical.

Dots. Glee started for the bookcase but turned back. There it was, on her computer hutch beside the keyboard, the thin edition Katie had brought to her. She looked down at the small flimsy book with its cracked spine and gold lettering—From Wealth to Poverty by Rev. Austin Potter—and suddenly recognized it as a turn-of-the-century collection of daily temperance sermons and personal anecdotes she had bought at a rummage sale once, written by some long-dead Methodist minister. Stories she used to read Brookie when she was a little girl growing up inside this house. But what was the passage again? The page number and chapter? Katelyn had mentioned them, and now Glee couldn’t recall.

After a few moments, Katherine gently kissed Katie on the forehead and whispered, "Let's get you to your room, sweetheart." Once Katie was settled in her own room, Katherine returned to her own, her thoughts still swirling with turmoil. She retrieved the book Mrs. Rojas had given her—a journal that supposedly contained names of those responsible for her supposed death. As she flipped through the pages, her heart raced with anger and fear. She skim through the names her heart beating fast with the thought that everything included all her family members except Lillian—how could she kill them all before they kill her? They were many and she's just one.

We all know Katherine Pierce loved the Salvatore - or rather, one, of the Salvatore brothers. But in Thalia's case, she loves all three of them. A one-shot about a girl who loves three brothers. "It's okay to love them both, I did." -Katherine Pierce Cole I watch in awe as Lucas slides his cock into her mouth. Her face is partially covered by his body, but her throat accepts him perfectly like she was made for him. Made for us.