13 Casita Novels & Stories

she whispered. Ryder looked over. “You’re not going home, Cassie. You’re going somewhere better. Somewhere that bastard woman will never reach you again.” Luka added, “And Vulture said the Pyrenees fortress has triple-insulated walls, geothermal heating, and hot chocolate.” Ryder stared. “Where the hell did you hear that?” “The brochure,” Luka deadpanned. “You don’t read your mission briefs?” Cassie burst out laughing.

He corrected the other guy whose eyebrows shot together in confusion but was too afraid to say anything. “Found anything?." Mr Casper asked the guy. “Yes sir, they booked a flight to Italy." The guy said. “Is Shawn Italian?." Wave asked nobody in particular. “He is." Casper replied. “Do we have a more tighter location?." Mr Robert asked. “Venice.... I'm checking, The Martinez family own multiple a town homes, but there's one that is being used as their primary residence, it's also a family house and I'm copying the address right now." A woman said.

A warning light blinked as it passed, and the trio waited silently until it was gone. Only then did Abigail speak.“Every time I see one of those things, I wonder what it’d take to bring one down.” “One dream too many, maybe.” Tunde said, he looked up, past the quarry’s ridge.There it was again, the Citadel. White and gold, suspended like a god’s mirage behind the shimmer of protective fields. Its smooth towers glowed even through the smog. Somewhere in there, music played through perfect speakers, food was hot every night, and sickness… was curable.

****** As the drive to Martinez’s place continued, Cassia sat with her hands clasped tightly in her lap, trying to steady her nerves while the city lights gradually disappeared behind them. She stole a glance at Martinez, who remained calm and focused on the road. When they arrived, Martinez stepped out of the car, and Cassia followed. "My place," he said, pointing to a grand, beautifully designed building in front of them. "Aside from the hotel where I usually stay, this is my house here."

“Come on, Martina. We’ll take Kas downstairs until it’s clear. Ladies, last time I was here, there were only three doors up there. Now there’s six. I don’t know what is behind them, so use extreme caution. The master bedroom should be that last door on the left.” Three women pass us on our way down the stairs. I sit on the sofa, cradling Kas in my arms. I grab her arm again when I notice the blood is already soaking through the towel. I close my eyes and rest my forehead against hers. “Dammit, Kas. I’m out of my element here.” I whisper to her. “Please wake up, Baby. I’m right here. Your sisters are here. We all need you. Cason is scared as Hell and I bet he would love for you to give him so

And when she looked away, he looked away too. ~ Caspian ~ “Welcome to paradise,” Caspian announced. “This place is gonna be our home for the next three weeks,” The car pulled up in front of a majestic all-white villa with a huge pool overlooking the open sea. The villa was so grand, they might as well call it a castle. Audrey gasped in excitement and awe at the architecture of the building, but Killian only shot daggers at his brother. “Three weeks? Are you kidding me? I have to work to do!” Killian shouted. “Fúcking hell, Cas, you never know when to stop, do you?”

She replied with a smile as she watched Philip leave the studio to answer a call. Dana had settled well in California within the short period that they had arrived. She turned on the T.V and watched the crisis going on in America and then it got to a certain point where she heard about the CRUZ company, owned by Maria and Manuel Cruz. The company was accused of plagiarism and infringement.

Larissa Maynard ~•~ I knew the intentions Caspian had when he gave me the keys to the place we used to spend our holidays together but I wouldn’t lie and say it wasn’t the perfect gift. It was an amazing house that was directly by the beach; a private beach at that. It was the perfect place to go whenever I wanted to be alone. I’d been in Costa Rica for a total of eighteen hours and I’d almost forgotten about everything that happened back home.

I was not supposed to be dealing with this. I turned to face him fully, my nails digging into my palms. “Oh, do you? Because from where I was standing, you just handed her everything she wanted on a silver platter. She’s going to be living in your estate, Caspian. What kind of message do you think that sends? What kind of bullshit explanation are you going to give me when it comes to that? “ “She will be living in a villa in my estate,” he corrected, his voice calm but firm. “Not under my roof. She and Adrian will have their own space. And it is going to be for the best. He is going to be living with his pack, as an heir should.”

FIFTY Cassie was scrolling through the resort's website on her phone trying to find a guide on fun experiences and it had all its offerings laid out like a smorgasbord of adventure. Kayaking, archery, horseback riding, hiking, rock climbing, couples' massage, wine tasting, stargazing tour, bonfire night with s'mores and so much more. Just staring at it tickled her. She flipped round and showed Dom the list with a grin spreading across her face that made him immediately nervous.