After Cast Novels & Stories

I stared at the complicated equation I was supposed to solve, how the hell she expect me to get this? "Ms. I really don't think this is ulm... X is an alphabet" the laughter in the class was so loud. Yeah, I know but isn't it an alphabet? It's not like I'm ready to calculate any shit right now, the worse I'd get is a detention. "What makes you think cracking jokes in my class is funny?" "Fine, Value is 4" "Come solve it, prove it!".

She stands, tugging down her skirt. James stops his bad boy pacing. Looks up at Damon. Nods like men do. “Hey, big tits.” “Hi, Tammy. James.” I stand, too, smoothing over my shirt. “Have you had lunch yet?” Damon turns to me. It’s taking a while for the feeling to return to my arse that had been sapped out by the gutter. I hope the smell of trash overpowers the cigarette. It’s got to be all through my hair by now. Tami has been on the same one the whole break.

Since I’m still determined to keep our affair a secret, I appreciate him wanting to meet here and not at my parent’s house. I park in front of the small apartment building and make my way up to Castor’s apartment. I give two strong knocks on the door and wait patiently. A moment passes before Castor opens the door, revealing his rather unkempt state. He’s standing there, slacks undone, buttoned shirt hanging open exposing tanned, rippling abs and several scars, while his thick, black hair is pointing in every direction as though he spent all night fisting it – or someone did it for him. He looks at me through bloodshot eyes as he takes a swig of amber liquid from his crystal tumbler, a drop

How am I supposed to know him if he is not opening up in front of me. I can't tell him my darkness until he takes a step ahead. "We need to remove your cast today" His beautiful eyes wandered on my face as his fingers tucked away free strands of my hair. "This cast?" I looked at my hand and pulled out the loose cast from my wrist. It loosened up when my hand healed and I could take it off on my own. His eyes widened as I placed it in his hand. "What the fuck?" I laughed at his reaction. "It's healed!"

Status update: ✔️Still trapped in the sassiest cabin ever enchanted. ✔️Still no working exit. ✔️Still kissing King Edric like it’s an Olympic sport and I’m training for gold. ✔️Oh, and now he’s decided to become my personal magic coach. Yay.

I would never let go, not this time. I reached out and hooked my arm through his, pulling him closer. "Don't worry. I won't lose." Just then, from the corner of my eye, I caught sight of Sienna in a dark corner, glaring at us with pure venom. Before my eyes, the pop-up messages appeared again. [Don't fall into Drake Weston's trap so easily!] [This is all a setup Drake designed for you. At your engagement party, he'll get together with the fake heiress and completely betray you. Callum will be drugged by Drake while trying to protect you and violated by others. You must protect Callum at the engagement party!]

Kane didn't slow down until they reached the parking lot. Then he finally released her. Turning to face her fully. Mona looked up at him, her eyes still shaken, her breathing uneven. "I —" "It's ok ." He cut her off again. Softer this time. "I know you didn't." She searched his face, like she needed to see it. To believe it. Kane lifted a hand, brushing his thumb lightly under her eye where tears threatened. "You're done here," he said. Her brows pulled together slightly. "What?"

Time to end this one way or another. ***

was the last thing I heard her say before slipping to the back of my mind. Going up the stairs to the bathroom to dress for bed, after finishing in the bathroom by candlelight I dressed in an old wore out t-shirt that fell mild thigh and a black bra and panties. Pulling my long light brown curly hair up in a high bun on top of my head making it look like a pineapple. With the moonlight shining in the window, my skin glowed like a honey color making my green eye and large tattoos look different, and out of place due to the fact that I'm five seven. Taking a looking at myself in the mirror thinking how I have changed physically and mentally, before crawling into bed saying to myself in a whisp

She nodded acceptingly, but still waited for an explanation. “I’m not sure what Bree told you about what happened, but we got involved in a fight. I can’t remember everything yet, but I know the people I used to work for are involved. I had to make sure Bree was safe, so I used every weapon in my arsenal to assure it. Thus, the rebirth.” “Are you still connected to the Council?” “How do you…” Cassie held her hand up before he could finish his sentence, dismissing his question but pressing him to answer her own.