روايات وقصص ضمن The Finish Line Kate Stewart

I didn't realize that I was already drooling. "She's gorgeous, isn't it?" Stella said teasingly. "Now let us call the CEO of Collins Design! Marc Collins!!" Jaime introduced. I walked up to the stage while looking at Kate. I smiled proudly at the crowd and walked towards Kate. I put my arm behind her back and smiled. I felt my skin tingle. I knew Kate felt it too. "Congratulations, Kate." I said grinning. "Thank you, Sir." She said sincerely. Troy's POV

both men greeted. Kat smiled at them. "Are you guys ready to lose tonight?" Dustin asked Kat and Aiden as Kat took a seat beside her fiancée. "Lose? I don't know of that word," Aiden boasted. "You'll be going to bed crying tonight when my man and I beat you," Katherine added, before kissing Aiden's sweet lips. Katherine was a bit competitive. She wasn't boastful, but she likes to win. "Alright, enough with the kissing, let's get on with the game," Taryn urged.

Faster. The finish line wasn't far now, visible through a break in the trees. Alexander, Dareth, Atlas and some other students have already reached there observing the rest of the students trying to reach the finish line. Students were sprinting with absolutely everything they had left. Susan glanced back once, a smug smile plastered on her face, certain she’d won. ...Cute. Very cute. Shall I kill her for good? A few hundred meters ahead stood the final obstacle of the course: a series of narrow balance beams placed over another wide, muddy trench. Unlike the first one, these beams were completely slick from dozens of dirty, wet footprints.

Kelly's POV “I'll get back to you when I need to, Mrs Kelly. All I need is a hot shower and a body massage.” Mrs Cathe grinned. She patted my shoulder. Finn had come already to pick me up and was waiting in the car. I smiled, feeling a sense of relief wash over me. The exhaustion of the fashion show was starting to catch up with me and I was beginning to be really famished. “Of course Mrs Cathe. Thank you for being awesome and supportive of me as always.” I smiled while thanking Mrs Cathe for her guidance and support.

Coach Grantley’s eyes were stern and cold as he shook his head and checked on Travis’ rib injury. Raising my hands over my head I looked up at the sky and let out a sigh. Even in the rising heat of the morning, I could feel the chill of my peers' hatred for me. Hatred that had just risen a couple more notches. Suddenly Coach Grantley stood up, away from Travis and blew his whistle sharply, “Kate won. There was no cheating.” “What? Coach, you were on my side a second ago…oh” Rochelle said, before turning around and looking at the crowd of Alpha’s and rolling her eyes. “Has she called for help again?”

I looked briefly at the beautiful displays a sense of quiet victory mixing with happiness. But the happiness didn't last. A harsh, familiar voice cut through the air. "Stand right there, you little..." I froze. Spinning around, I saw Kate Walker storming toward us, hands on her hips, eyes blazing. "You! How dare you! Not only did you cheat, you stole my son's money to sponsor your little lovers. Isn't it disgusting, Catherine Clark?" Caleb stepped in front of me, arms crossed. "If you have nothing nice to say, keep quiet."

Kate snatched it, tearing it open with shaking fingers. *Inside was a credit card—black, heavy, limitless—and a single typed note:* **Buy whatever you want. Go wherever you want within the estate. Do whatever you want.** **Just remember: you're being watched.** **- W** Kate's hands trembled as she read the words again. *You're being watched.* She looked up sharply. "Cameras?" Mr. Stewart's silence was answer enough. "Where?" Kate's voice rose. "In my bedroom? The bathroom? Where?!"

My heart raced with the engines. And then— Blue swerved hard, shot past the others, and crossed the finish line first. Katarina jumped to her feet, shouting. “I won!” The crowd roared with her. She turned to me, laughing, cheeks flushed. “You owe me!” I shook my head, grinning despite myself. “Fine. What do you want?” She leaned close, voice soft. “It’s a secret. I’ll collect later.” Something about the way she said it — the way her lips curved — made me forget how to breathe for a second.

Only, Kate could say this. Charlotte high-fived Kate. She said, pinching Kate’s cheeks, “Kate darling, forgive mommy for not bringing you along today. Tomorrow, I promise to take you out too!” “Sure! I will hold down the fort while you are gone,” Kate replied, unfazed. And that was how the great Alessia Swift was defeated by the same two women again. She swore that next time, she would not give in to them. “Kate, you’re fired!” Sia yelled dramatically.