thisiskatrina

I just posted a New Years oneshot. I hope you guys enjoy! :)

thisiskatrina

Hi guys! 
          I swear I'm not dead. Thanks for all your patience. I'm hoping to update FH either today or within the next three days. It all depends when my awesome beta reader finished editing my chapter. I'm so sorry for the SUPER long wait. Talk soon!

coldcastedsnow

When will you update FH again? That story just keeps getting better and I can't wait anymore. Please update soon

thisiskatrina

I'm crossing my fingers to update by the end of this week. I have a lot going on, but once I finish this week I will have a lot more time to focus on my writing. I'm past half way through with writing the next chapter so hopefully real soon! :)
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thisiskatrina

I'm so sorry, but I'm unable to update FH today. But I promise I will tomorrow. This is only because I'm still not doing writing and editing. This will only allow me to update an even longer chapter so I hope that makes it up. So far the chapter is 4,234 words and it's still not done. So again, and I will definitely see you tomorrow.

thisiskatrina

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Expect an update tomorrow for FH. Maybe tonight? Probably not, but I'm trying. So it will be soon. 
          
          I'm the meantime (here's a little peak)...
          
          An eight-foot Balsam Fir towers over the little five-foot three Tris. Even going on her tippy-toes is completely useless due to the great height difference. Tris holds a cardboard box to her side with at least fifty different ornaments in them. She hangs them one-by-one as the best of her ability. 
          
          “Can you at least help me?” She picks out a round ornament and chucks it at Tobias. 
          
          “I’m okay, I’m just enjoying my eggnog here.” 
          
          Tobias eyes her ass as she huffs and turn around. 
          
          “Stop staring at my ass.” Tobias is bewildered at the fact that somehow Tris was able to know that he was staring at her tush. 
          
          “I’m not allowed to stare at my beautiful fiancé?” He questions. 
          
          “No, not unless you help.” Tris turns around and places both hands on her hip glaring at Tobias. 
          
          “That’s not fair.” He calmly sets his mug down on the coffee table and approaches towards Tris. He wraps his arms around her waist and pulls her flush against him.