13 Casita Novels & Stories

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.

Caspian The northern forest has always been one of the quietest parts of my territory. Even the animals seemed to avoid certain sections of it, and the deeper we travelled, the more uncomfortable the atmosphere became. I sat in the back of the SUV with Lily beside me, while Damien drove and Liam followed in another vehicle with six warriors.

I don't even know what I look like I don't even want to see what I look like but Captain looks as if he's walking with a limp when he gets out of the truck and walks beside my bed. "Hello, I'm Maria, and these two here are Zack, who is my husband, and our cat Whiskers, who walks around here with most of the dogs you will see. You must be Casey," she says as she holds her hand out to me as I lie here on the bed I turn my head and scrunch myself up as far as I can, even though it hurts so much. "I will go over her folder with you. Her room? Where is it, please I'd like to see her settled in"

When Jiro starts to mention his surname, that's when he knows that the work is starting. It took him five minutes after preparing. He went to the kitchen to toast a bread. He has no time to eat a proper meal since Jiro is waiting for him. He got his car keys before going to the garage. "Let's go." All of the mafia's mansion were located at District 7, only Caspian's mansion was at District 8. There are a total of 8 Districts in Ciudad Reál. It is not just a city, Ciudad Reál is the Capital and the biggest city in the country. That's why Caspian has a lot of obligations for being the mafia boss. But despite being the biggest city, it was also the simplest.

She had already closed their chapter, and she had no intention of reopening it and flipping back to the beginning. "No, that's not true. I have bought the Jin family's villa. We can live there just like how we did when we were little. Don't you want that, Chica?" Tristan's manic black eyes were firmly fixed on Crista's slender frame as he gripped her wrist tightly, almost shaking her.

“You don’t need to do anything but throw on a sweatshirt and jacket. I promise you, the seats are greasier than you are. Come on. We brought your car back too.” “I…but…” I looked at Caspian. “That’s yours. You’re back now.” He shook his head. “Consider it an early mating gift. I already got another one.” “Yeah, a boring black CX-50.” Gamma Maddox rolled his eyes. “A what?” I looked between the two of them. Caspian sighed. “A Mazda. I think it’s perfect for what I need it.” “A what?” I asked again. The two of them laughed. “An SUV, Winter. It’s a black SUV.”

He wondered how he would react when Cassie was chased by suitors. After the night, Christine was introduced as the sole heir to the Dela Vega fortune, her life dramatically changed. Senor Dela Vega tightened her security detail including Cassie’s security. When their stay in Spain was over and they had to go back to New Zealand, Señor Dela Vega decided to go with them as he wanted to spend his time with them. “Are you ready?” Marty encapsulated his wife whose baby bump is now big as she is now in her 38th week of pregnancy.

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.

At the very center sat a folded slip of plain white paper, the handwriting forceful and ragged, worn through with exhaustion and longing, just one short line: "I'll spend the rest of my life gathering ten thousand casings, and still never buy back one forgiveness from you. Ava, I'm sorry." I brushed my fingers lightly over the cold, hard casings. Nothing stirred in me, no ache, only a complete, settled peace. Seven casings, once, had been ten years of my love and patience. Ten thousand casings now were the regret and atonement of all the years he had left. Only the love was over, and I had no regret in the missing of it.