Kate Argent Novels & Stories

“JM’s nowhere in sight either. Did Lor skip the slut and devirginized phase and go straight to Baby Mommy?” Kate’s taken aback by the early-in-the-morning, no-holds-barred attack, but she quickly recovers. “You know,” Kate says, “for a Christian, you’re real nosy and toxic. I have an idea what major you should take up in college. How about Master of Arts in Relaying Information Through Exaggerated Storytelling? In short, M.A.R.I.T.E.S.”

I was about talking when Anita came over. "Hmm...What's going on here?" she asked Lexy putting her hand on lexy's shoulder. "Kelsi here is the daughter of our maid that was sent out of the house last month...." Lexy replied her, looking at me with disgust, ".... And she had the guts to lie to me, telling me her dad is abroad overseeing his business there" I felt ashamed of myself that moment. "Wait! What?" Now the whispering coming frim every corner was getting louder, some of the class mate were covering their mouth in shock, including Anita.

The realization hits me like a physical blow. “You’re carrying a child conceived between two of the most powerful bloodlines in history,” Kate says, her voice full of dark anticipation. “Silver wolf and black alpha.” She takes a step forward, power radiating from her in waves. “And I’m going to drain every drop of that magnificent blood to make myself immortal.” Alistair moves in front of me instantly, his body a shield. But Kate just laughs. “Oh, don’t worry. I’m not doing it today. Where’s the fun in that?”

“Besides, I’m not sure she’d appreciate those gestures.” “Katelyn loved the necklace I bought her,” he argues. “Kisses me twice every time she wears it.” My best friend’s eyes brighten as he speaks of his fiance, Katelyn Rose, the heiress to the RoseThorne Incorporated, one of the biggest tech firms in New York. Her Mother, Angelique Rose, was the founder and one of our biggest collaborators. Their discrete tech services run our operations–including both our open daytime work and our more illicit nighttime activities.

“Maybe not, But I’d rather be unloved than be your puppet.” He leaned close one last time. “You’ll regret this.” She met his gaze. “No. You will.” --- Kate stood up and left the café with her fists clenched. Her heels hit the pavement hard. She was breathing fast, not from fear, but rage. She pulled out her phone and dialed Tina's number. Tina picked up on the second ring. “Kate? You sound—what’s wrong?” “I just met with a man named Donovan Grant.” There was silence on the other end. “Wait. Donovan Grant?”

"Who sent that? Is it Kate? Did her people find us already?" "No " I growled softly. My voice dropped into a dangerous register. I forced my breathing to slow down. I walked over to her. My boots hit the marble in a steady rhythm. I stopped in front of her. I used my frame to block the flowers from her sight. I reached out with my hand. My fingers were trembling slightly. I gently touched her arm. "Kate is in a holding cell, Rita. Her assets are frozen. She can't send anything to this gate. I promise you."

“Well, first off, why would Karen withdraw such a large amount of money and put it in a New York account? It hadn’t been touched in almost two years, then suddenly it’s deposited into an account for Kahlan, that only Ernestina Bail, Kahlan’s social worker, had access to.” “And Ernestina was Kahlan’s mom's best friend right?” Damon nodded. Ella thought. “If Kate Mercer was still alive, you think her best friend would know that. Are you thinking that the New York account belonged to Kate Mercer?” Damon gave a slight nod. The question would be why Karen would give that money to Kate Mercer? Though he wasn’t big on talking to his mom about certain things, when it came to mysteries and challenges

She bent down and began picking up the pieces, yet her mind wasn't there. She was thinking of how to get Victor's attention. Then she remembered a detail when she was scrolling through the texts. Victor was a drug dealer. A failing one at that. People like that would do anything for free cash. With that, Kate came up with an idea. “Babe? Are you okay?... Katey?” Cage ran down the stairs, his eyes filled with horror when Kate didn't give a response. When he got down, she was already back at her desk, typing fervently.

she said moving her pawn two spaces for a queen’s gambit “I’m afraid I don’t know much,” he said, moving his bishop now, clearly castling his king and declining her gambit, for now. “All I know is that she created the book, and thus, the spell that tore my soul in two, and then she showed up on our doorstep with Balric and claimed that the deabru was making a return. Balric would be the one to ask. Out of all of us, he seems to know her the most.”