Aj Casey Novels & Stories

“No.” “Jace’s a cop,” she stated, nodding at him, looking almost proud as she said it. DJ looked at me with wide eyes. When I nodded in confirmation, a slow smile spread across his face. “Do you know what would happen if a bad guy came in here, like in your dream?” Ashley asked, grinning happily now. DJ shook his head, looking at her curiously. “Jace would arrest them,” she said confidently. DJ’s head snapped round to me. “You would?” he asked, looking at me hopefully. I smiled as my heart skipped a beat; this kid honestly was awesome, and I was desperate for his approval. I loved the way he was looking at me right now.

"Angel, this is your first day home. You will face so many obstacles but I am here, okay. I'm going to get you a glass of water and I need you to relax for me Okay, no one will enter my office now and I am putting in an order for my house keeper to grab some groceries." I message Naomi, a 48-year-old who has worked for me for about a year and I message a list of things to pick up for me: snacks, cans of pop, dog toys and treats, some fluffy blankets and clothes for Casey in her size and some pretzels. Good I need pretzels. "Come on Angel, let's get you back to my place and we can talk. Have you got your medications box?" She nods her head and the moment we open the door, all eyes are on us;

He leaned in and pressed a kiss to the woman’s forehead before turning to the man beside her. “And this is my father.” He embraced him briefly. “Love,” Ashton said, glancing back at Cassie, “meet my mom—Atasha Wright Pierce… and my dad, Joseo Pierce.” Cassie gently set Kai down and stepped forward, instinctively formal. “It’s an honor to meet you, Madame Pierce… Mr. Pierce,” she said, extending her hand. But Atasha didn’t take it. Instead, she pulled Cassie into a warm embrace. “You’re too formal, Cassie,” she said with a soft smile, patting her back affectionately.

JACE ‘JR’ ASHER/ TRIGGER ‘I DIDN’T KNOW YOU WERE COMING AND WHO’S THIS?’ Misha’s outstretched hands that were ready for a hug darted from me to the woman behind me. At her late fifties, she barely looked like she’d aged let alone had passed the ‘I’m forty years old’ mark. With hazel nut eyes, auburn hair that was somewhere near Cassie’s and a few grey hairs in between, she was still a sight for sore eyes and as nosy as any mother was when you brought a woman home.

she says. Jessica is not Kate’s biggest fan. Since we found out Kate was my mate, Jessica has been trying to get back together with me every chance she has had when Kate isn’t around. I didn’t tell Kate because I didn’t want her to worry about nothing and then she had survived her attack with Boyd. It all seemed irrelevant but now suddenly it was important again.

Ace did calm down and without a word, he retired to his empty and shallow room. Asher and Andrew stood still in their places. " why is Ace sad?" Asher asked with a crack in his voice, teary eyes and a pout. " life is hard on him, unfair "

If only Frederick knew that many of his favorite meals had once been cooked by the very woman he was dismissing. “See for yourself,” Asher said calmly. He forwarded the video to Frederick, Lucien, and Jonathan, then turned toward Jonathan with interest. “You must be Jonathan. Frederick mentioned you’d be joining us. I’m guessing you know very little about his ex-wife.” Jonathan offered a restrained smile. “That’s true. But I’m very interested in that video.” Asher handed him the phone. Jonathan’s throat tightened as he watched. Cassie appeared on screen dressed in professional training attire, confident and composed, her movements precise, her presence commanding. She looked nothing like an

While sizing Kaze up, Hunter said solemnly, “I don’t think I’ve seen you around. I guess you’re not from around Lilyrose. Can I ask what Hades had done that led you to trash the casino and the customers’ cars?” Kaze was glad to be reasonable with those with reason. He replied indifferently, “My wife has done nothing to him, but he destroyed my wife’s favorite car. It’s only right that I trash his casino in return.” Seeing that Kaze refused to let up who he was, Hunter asked relentlessly, “And your wife is?” Kaze gave him the side-eye and responded indifferently, “Don’t bother prying into my identity. My wife is Darcy, the CEO of Quintessential Group.”

Interruption in the form of a female voice captures our attention. The confidence in her voice matches the person, from the way this tall, dark haired female approaches us, I can tell that attention is something she is used to and not bothered by. Her, in a full on denim look of pants and cropped jacket with a dark shirt underneath, paired with combat boot and cool accessories is something I like. Her makeup work is far different from Ingrid's, which screams a bit of glamour while hers leans more on the smoky eye and bold red colour. " I don't think that's the right term, I'm simply Casey- Casey Jay." I cross my arms, leaning back in my seat.

It was a rookie with wet hair, pouty lips, and defiant black eyes. Casey.