Katherina
4 Published Stories
Katherina's Books and Stories
His Forbidden Model: The Professor's Obsession
Adventure After catching her boyfriend cheating with her best friend, Jasmine lets heartbreak and rage drive her into the bed of a stranger.
One reckless night. No names, no history, no morning after.
She thinks she will never see him again.
Until she walks into her lecture hall and finds him standing at the front of it.
Cold, possessive, and impossible to resist, Professor Davin offers Jasmine a secret arrangement that could destroy both their futures.
What begins as blackmail soon turns into obsession, stolen touches, and a desire so intense it may consume both of them.
But in a campus filled with rumors, betrayal, and jealousy, falling for her professor may cost Jasmine more than her reputation. Because Davin doesn't just want her body, he wants all of her. You might like
Broken Hand, Unbroken Architect's Spirit
Priority I poured everything I had into it—staked my entire life's plan—all for one thing: building a perfect future with my fiancé. But everything I'd given my whole heart to, everything I'd raced toward with everything I had, couldn't withstand the betrayal he'd hidden in the shadows.
He stole my pendant and my wedding gown and gave them to the female student he'd secretly been infatuated with.
I threw myself forward, desperate to take back what was rightfully and entirely mine. But for that woman, he swept an entire row of clothing racks crashing down. The hard metal frame slammed into my arm, shattering it completely.
My career as a gold-medal architect—something I'd guarded and built for years—was destroyed in that single moment. My chance to stand at the summit of my industry was gone forever.
Bone-deep, searing pain tore through my body. I clutched my ruined arm, every last shred of restraint crumbling, and I wept in utter despair.
But he just stood there, holding that female student's hand, and pronounced my verdict from on high: "Your hand is finished. You'll never be an architect again. From now on, Ariel will take your place."
And then I understood. Through all those long years of sharing a life together, I had never been his one and only. I was nothing but a substitute—one that could be replaced at any time.
So on the day of the wedding that was supposed to be ours, I walked into the ceremony hall step by step, arm-in-arm with the childhood friend who'd grown up beside me. He Chose Her, I Chose Myself
Xiu Luo Just a few weeks before my wedding to Hudson, his ex-girlfriend moved in next door to us.
She constantly made a huge deal out of the fact that her father had sacrificed his life to save Hudson, and even destroyed my wedding dress, yet Hudson just stood by and comforted her.
Just as I secretly found out I was pregnant, he publicly announced that he was going to hold a "fake wedding" with her, claiming it was for her psychological therapy.
This news quickly went viral online, sparking the fury of netizens who even ganged up to attack me, causing me to fall to the ground and bleed heavily.
I lost our child, and the doctor told me that my hopes of ever becoming a mother again were almost completely destroyed.
As I lay in the hospital bed, my heart completely dead inside, Hudson appeared in the ward.
"Please understand why I have to hold this fake wedding for her."
He begged me to support his fake wedding, and my heart was thoroughly shattered.
After he left, I immediately packed my bags, contacted the wedding venue, and changed the groom's name to the man who had always stood by me through thick and thin.
When he found out about this, he actually went crazy trying to win me back at all costs! Guest User: My Marriage's Betrayal
CHRISTINE ROBINSON I sacrificed my career and endured agonizing IVF treatments, all just to give my husband's wealthy family an heir.
But when I checked the smart ring app his company had launched, I discovered my personal profile was labeled as a "Temporary User"—all data automatically wiped every 90 days.
And positioned right above me, the name of his junior employee, Katerina, was glaringly listed as the "Primary User," complete with a detailed log tracking her 24-week pregnancy.
When I confronted him, Calvin didn't apologize. Instead, he brought his pregnant mistress home.
He actually demanded that I act as her caretaker, while his mother sneered, calling me a disposable ornament and ordering me to leave the marriage with nothing.
My husband had merely used my painful fertility struggles to beta-test his algorithms, while secretly using our marital assets to fund his new family.
In this marriage, I was nothing but a temporary data point.
They thought I would silently accept being treated as a disposable "guest."
But I handed over the evidence of his severe data privacy violations to a shrewd, ruthless lawyer, and then decisively exposed the truth to the world. The Betrayed Girlfriend's Secret Million Dollar Comeback
Qing Jiu For eight years, I lived in a freezing, unheated apartment, washing the bloodstains out of my mob enforcer boyfriend's suits every day.
He strictly gave me two thousand dollars a month, saying we had to live frugally and save up enough money to escape this dark world.
But when I was washing his clothes, I found a receipt for a custom engagement ring worth sixty-eight thousand dollars.
That ring wasn't for me, but for his secret lover, Mia.
I cracked the password on his encrypted laptop and uncovered his three-year-long double life.
He wasn't a bottom-tier thug struggling to survive in a dangerous game at all. He embezzled forty-eight thousand dollars from his mob boss's accounts every month to buy Mia diamonds, cars, and a luxury apartment in Manhattan.
And meanwhile, I was drinking watery porridge just to save a little on the electricity bill.
When I confronted him, he didn't show a single ounce of guilt, accusing me instead: "You're too heavy. Being around you suffocates me."
He thought I was a pathetic parasite who couldn't survive without his protection.
But what he didn't know was that I had already quietly earned over a million dollars through legitimate antique painting restoration work.
I packed my bags. It was time to let the mob know who was really stealing their money. He Chose Her Over Our Baby
Rafaela Kokkotou asked my husband a silly TikTok challenge question: if it weren't me, who would he have married?
He didn't hesitate. He said one name — Chloe, my once-closest best friend, the same woman who stole my first love years ago.
This wasn't a joke. I soon found out he'd lied about a business trip. While I was in surgery, he was secretly vacationing with her, leaving me alone in the hospital.
When I confronted them, my husband — to protect her — shoved me hard onto the cold floor. The violent impact made me lose our two-month-old baby.
Just as my world was completely falling apart, Chloe leaned in with a victorious smirk and whispered her darkest secret: she had deliberately deleted my dying mother's final voicemail, making me miss my last chance to say goodbye.
My husband knew exactly what kind of vicious person she was, and he still chose to protect her in front of his bleeding wife.
Looking at the man now kneeling before me, crying and begging for mercy, I calmly pulled out the divorce papers.
"Sign it. Then leave." Too Late For Regret: The Mafia Queen
Ting Er Xiao Ling I was the chief consigliere of the Romano family, and I was secretly carrying the heir for my husband, Julian.
But at a celebratory dinner, I saw my adopted sister actually seducing him. It turned out they had been sleeping together behind my back for a long time.
When I confronted him, he gave the most ridiculous excuse.
"I was drunk, the lights were too dim, I really thought it was you."
Not only did he fail to make up for his mistakes, but he also stripped me of my power and gave my exclusive office to her.
Because of the mess she made, a grieving widow attacked me with a hunting knife.
When the cold blade pierced my abdomen, I dialed Julian's emergency number, but it went unanswered, like a stone dropping into the ocean.
He was busy fooling around with my sister, with no time to answer the phone.
When I woke up, I learned in the clinic that I had lost my child forever.
While he wept outside my ward door, begging for my forgiveness, even willing to give me millions to make me stay, I calmly asked the doctor for a pen.
I signed a permanent exile contract. I would build my own empire in this wasteland. Too Late For Regret, Mr. Mafia Boss
Luoye Fenfei For five years, I gave everything I had, using my blood to build Gabriel's underworld empire. I expanded his territory, conquered half of the turfs, and allowed him to sit on that throne.
But just as I secured a billion-dollar casino contract, he ruthlessly tore the silver badge from my chest.
He handed my entire career over to his new love, Serena.
"Hand everything over to my fiancée, or you won't leave this room alive."
Serena was a helpless outsider who had never even touched a gun, yet she wanted everything that was mine.
Gabriel humiliated me in front of twelve family capos and announced that they would be married next month.
He even threatened that if I didn't hand over the family's encrypted master drive to her before dawn, he would blacklist me and send men to take my life.
Did he really think I would just obediently step aside and watch them take away everything I had built with my own hands?
So, I calmly handed Serena a master drive loaded with a logic bomb—one that would drain their accounts and expose them to the FBI.
Then, I walked out into the pouring rain, accepted an invitation from his most lethal rival, and prepared to watch his empire burn to ashes. 
/1/126568/coverorgin.jpg?v=9b1fdba74de698ab5dcb8ed00a22eebe&imageMogr2/format/webp)
/1/123039/coverorgin.jpg?v=a175db4feb51fea2e857ae9055b09c19&imageMogr2/format/webp)
/1/122580/coverorgin.jpg?v=abf52e2ea6c2457aff39ce2526c92ced&imageMogr2/format/webp)
/1/122435/coverorgin.jpg?v=fab8ff6235e9eadfa38540d782ee3fda&imageMogr2/format/webp)
0
TOP UP
Reading History
Sign out
Get the APP
/1/125356/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260920163037&imageMogr2/format/webp)
/1/125488/coverorgin.jpg?v=e44955a6abaa7434b665b8b3b743617d&imageMogr2/format/webp)
/1/125427/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260920163126&imageMogr2/format/webp)
/1/125621/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260920164427&imageMogr2/format/webp)
/1/125358/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260920163036&imageMogr2/format/webp)
/1/125687/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260920164318&imageMogr2/format/webp)
/1/125626/coverorgin.jpg?v=20260920164409&imageMogr2/format/webp)
/0/18169/coverorgin.jpg?v=20220420101202&imageMogr2/format/webp)
/0/17845/coverorgin.jpg?v=20220420141922&imageMogr2/format/webp)
/0/17846/coverorgin.jpg?v=20220420141925&imageMogr2/format/webp)