Sleepy Hollow Katrina Novels & Stories

"It wasn't that they didn't understand what needed to be done - show a little faith in her. It was that none of them would have ever had the humanity to do it. Katrina could think the Sun rises and sets on me. It doesn't change a damn thing that happens in 71days." I neglected to say that Katrina murdered/dueled her own grandmother to bring Desiree into the Epona fold. That was the head of her household. I wasn't an A****n, or even a woman. Buffy was making shit up to keep the insanity of her life at bay. Oh, she'd kill me if Katrina gave the order. She'd hate herself for it. That wouldn't do me a damn bit of good though. (Saturday Afternoon and then some)

As my skin made contact with hers, I felt an intense heat radiating from her body, like she was aflame from the inside out. Her eyes, once bright and full of life, now seemed veiled in crimson, the whites obscured by a network of bloodshot vessels, while her pupils gleamed like polished onyx. "Katrina, what have you done?" I whispered, my voice trembling with worry. "You are very important, my lady," she murmured, her voice barely audible before her eyes fluttered closed and she slumped into my arms. "Katrina!" I shouted, shaking her gently at first, then more violently as panic set in. My voice rose in desperation, but she remained limp and unresponsive.

Katrina. I don't know what I was thinking, letting myself to be swept off by this mysterious man that I just met. But the second our eyes met, there was pull I just couldn't deny. I had never felt anything like it before. He had asked me if I wanted to get out there and I found out that I could not say no. I couldn't believe myself. I have never been this lose before. Was this a result of the rejection I survived earlier today? I didn't know and honestly, I couldn't care less. The man before me was promising to give me a good time and I'll be damned if I refuse it.

“Nothing. Honestly, I was a bit mesmerized by your looks.” The man stood up and started to move towards her but he bit his lips before sitting back down. “I’m sorry for the inappropriate remarks. I’ll tell you what happened. Four days ago, Katya left the pack. She knew she wasn’t supposed to be moving out alone because of the ongoing war between vampires and werewolves in the region. Since she wasn’t going very far, she decided not to bother anyone. Her cousin Marianne was feeling so much pain and needed some herbs. The healer was not around so Katya decided to go and get them, despite Marianne insisting that it would be okay. A few meters away from here, she met two vampires that were prowl

“The day Violet and I broke up. You insisted on the couple’s meal, insisted on that doll, and insisted that I sit somewhere she could see us.” Katrina’s face turned pale for a moment. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” She turned and walked into the fitting room, pulling the curtain closed. I stood outside and suddenly laughed until my eyes stung. Late at night, I drove alone to Hill Valley. The amusement park in the northern suburbs had long been closed, the iron gates covered in rust. I climbed over the fence and sat by the carousel for a long time. The moonlight was faint. The distant horizon looked gray.

Katrina was defenseless and alone inside a suite on the top floor of a hotel with her sister's supposed killer. What if as she lay buried under the blanket at the moment, Aaron was towering over her with a knife? Hers might not be a stab like her sister's, hers might be a cut in the neck. Seconds turned into minutes, the atmosphere was stale, it was suffocating. Katrina opened one eye. Under the blanket, the light inside the room was dimmed. No silhouette of a man touring over her. No more sounds from the room.

Quincy nodded, then left the office. The night was dense. Under the neon lights, Glitz was a sparkling splendor, hanging between reality and dreams. In a VIP room… Katrina leaned on Mr. Zhivkov, crying about being bullied. Mr. Zhivkov’s heart ached to see her like that. “Oh no, who dared bully my baby?” Katrina drew circles on his palm. “I can’t tell you. I might get in trouble.” Mr. Zhivkov frowned. “What kind of trouble?”

*Katrina* I suddenly woke up to the loud growl " Katrina " . My name was said. I look up to see a pair of red eyes looking back at me through my window . I screamed and fell off my bed and hit the floor with a loud thump . I groaned as I got up to peep over the bed , I saw a dark figure of a man I can tell . " Why weren't you at training this morning ?" He said to me. I turned to look at my phone to see it is 2 hours past training.

Katrina was moaning as well, anxious for Maryanne to get her mouth back on her overheated snatch. Katrina had her fingers tangled in Maryanne's hair and was rocking her pussy against my sister's face. This was so fucking awesome! Once I started moving, I knew I wouldn't be able to hold on for long. "Oh God! I'm cumming!" Katrina cried, locking eyes with me as she humped her ass off the bed and held Maryanne's face tightly against her pussy. I stepped up my pace, smiling at Katrina as I tried to push Maryanne over the brink as well.

Katrina was at Laura's house. They were watching a funny movie right now, it used to be Katrina's favorite movie. Laura has been trying to cheer Katrina up since she came over. Laura was always saying something funny if she noticed that Katrina was already deep in thought. When Laura saw it wasn't helping, she suggested they watch the movie. Before Katrina came to Laura's house, she already went in search of a job in Sweetgrass. She could do anything at all including being a nanny for the sick as long as it makes her busy enough not to think of Eric.