Novel & Cerita What Happens To Katherine In Vampire Diaries

Terrence hugs my back. Detective Jayden give us a nod and then he stood up. He’s handing her hand before us. “It’s a cooperation, Your Highness Lady Katherina. I don’t mind about the compensation. All the way, I just tracking my living path. As you do as werewolf. And then I’m so sorry for you, I feel you. I feel how bad is when I lost one my beloved. May I take your hand for cooperation? And please Mr. Gregory, don’t be jealous.”

Jude and Jade had made a move forward too along with me after seeing the knife pointed at Katherine but the vampires who had been lurking in the shadows ready for a fight stepped forward too and we were outnumbered so we paused. “No one mentioned anything about murdering her. Again?!” I raised a brow very much confused by everything he had been ranting to her about. Was Katherine dead before, because he had also mentioned her grave being empty and I believed it was a metaphorical expression. “What?” Casto glared at my direction. “You told me you wanted your wife back. You called her your mate. No one was going to get killed, why is she getting killed?” I pressed on, walking cautiously closer

My jaw tightened. “Good, Nathan is going to keep him busy until he dies. Marcel needs to come back here as a monster, not as the Alpha willing to save his mate.” Katherine said, reflecting on how easy it was for her to be sacrificing her lover. She didn’t even seem to care that he was giving up his life, but then again, that was Katherine. She would give everyone up for her own life. “No sign?” I repeated. “Are you sure that you’ve searched everywhere?”

Katherine stood up abruptly and came to my side. "Where'd my jackass of a father go?" Katherine groaned in annoyance. "I thought he was the one who went to the kitchen to grab the ice pack." Ishook my head in disbelief. "I went to grab the ice pack. Not him. Wait. That means he went looking for Zain and my mother." The vampires were huddled in a corner all grieving over their pain. "I have to go warn Aaron about it." Katherine nodded her head in agreement. "I'll come with you."

But for her, my control felt like a thin, fragile thread about to snap. The elevator hummed softly as it descended. I watched the numbers blink past, then looked back at her. “So about that night—” “Don’t.” Her voice was sharp, quiet, but it wavered slightly. I took a step closer, lowering my voice. “Tell me, Katherine.” Her head snapped up. Shock flickered across her face. “Was it revenge that night…” I paused, studying her expression. “Or was it me?” The air between us went still.

Kath muttered weakly, wincing from the pain. "How did you end up here?" Bellatrix asked, her curiosity evident. "My own sister, Keona, destroyed my life. Blaire and Alexa, her friends, pushed me off the cliff for the second time." "The second time?" Bellatrix raised a questioning brow. "Keona has planned to get rid of me more than once." "Oh, you poor thing. I’m sorry my house is a bit shabby, but we’ll move somewhere better soon," Bellatrix said, noticing Kath’s confused gaze as she looked around. Kath simply nodded.

He leaned towards my ears and whispered, "if you give me the go ahead, I'm going to fuck you so hard that all you will ever think about is my dick. I'm going to ruin you in a way no other man or vampire will ever want you. I'm going to make you mine. Just say the words." I gulped because he looks completely serious and I could feel myself getting wetter with each word that leaves his mouth. I know I'm about to make a big mistake with what I'm about to say, but I really have no choice. I let out a deep breath and whispered back, "take me, I give you my permission." ****** Okay, let's start from the beginning. My name is Katherine John, and somehow I got lost in a world filled with vampires. C

“He’s still my dad. Whatever happened between us in the past doesn't matter right now, he’s in the hospital, and as his only child, I need to be there.” “Katherine,” she sighed heavily. The sweetness in her voice was gone and she started to sound more like herself, or at least the self I remembered. “I’ve been through this with him. I know how he is. He’s manipulative. He made your life hell when you lived with him. Remember how he ignored you when you needed him most? When he chose to be with someone else? Have you already forgotten all that heartbreak and humiliation?”

Katherine moved before anyone expected it. She lifted the nearest glass of red wine from a passing tray. Turned. And with one smooth flick of her wrist— splashed the entire thing directly into Helen’s face. The crimson liquid ran down silk, pearls, blonde curls. A collective scream tore through the women nearest the front. Helen stood frozen. Dripping. Stunned beyond language. Katherine handed the empty glass calmly back to the horrified waiter. Then smiled. “That,” she said sweetly, “was for glaring at me like roadkill.”

“That came from a woman, Jonathan. I’m sure of that. I had been with women too many times before that I would recognize one just by the sound they are making. Who on Earth was that? Have you found a human lover that’s why you didn’t want to come back anymore?” “Enough. I need to go now, Damon.” “But-“ “When it’s time, you wouldn’t need to ask. You will find me standing at the Castle gates. That time was just not right now.” Damon was still complaining when I pressed the end button. I ran upstairs and knocked on Katherine’s door. It was locked. As it should. “Katherine, are you okay? Let me in.” “No,” she said in a feeble voice. “I’m fine. I can handle this.”