Aj Casey Novels & Stories

“You called me a damn stripper.” Zack shifted awkwardly. “I was being a jerk, I didn’t know you were his girlfriend.” Yeah, like I didn't tell you about it. Before I could say anything else, I heard footsteps and Jade walked in, looking annoyed, her arms folded tight. She stopped at the door when she saw Casey awake and sitting up. “Oh,” she said. “You’re up.” Casey’s whole face changed. “Yeah, you sound disappointed.” Jade looked confused. “Why would I be disappointed?”

At least this was what in her thoughts that was going for a long time now as time passes by. Tears formed at the women eyes as her introduction line up and on beside her when a pop up and big characters appeared. When her introduction was invisible next to her, a pool of water appeared at the Sotiras and Heroes feet while Cassie kept crying but still stubbornly look at Kate, wanting to get an answer for her question that desperately needed a response immediately to calm her agitated heart right now. Name: Cassie Ver Age: 32 years old Status: Married Children: 8 kids, 1 college student

Not when her enthusiasm had pulled me back from the brink more than once. We flew privately that evening, courtesy of Andrew's final gesture of respect for a man whom he claimed was not his ex but rather his "aesthetically gifted asset handler." Cassie sat across from me, peering at her laptop as she scrolled through satellite images of the metro vault. She was intently focused. Her fingers rushed across the keyboard. Her face was illuminated only by the faint light, revealing the shape of her jawline, the lines of her cheeks, and the thin scar below her lip, which she claimed to have gotten in a fencing match, although she had actually fallen during seventh grade.

The land was sold, and we had a new group of people join us. One of them was Kasey. She was just a baby at the time, three months old, and had already gone through more than most people have in a lifetime. Both her parents had died. Her father had died during Argo and Storm’s attack on the pack, and Kasey’s mother had died during the battles that came after. Kasey was living with a neighbor who joined my pack. Mike had heard Kasey crying through the walls and had come over to see her mother’s body hanging over the crib. Her last act was protecting her daughter.

Everyone on the plane is physically and mentally spent but alert enough to keep pushing forward. ~back in the safe house~ Asia's POV: Tired. Pissed. Ready for revenge. Hurting for her family and what's happening to them. Listening to Misha try to console Jack as he sobs for his best friend, Link and the others that were taken. Casey is still knocked out cold from the past few days and her sexcapades with Malachi before they left. I have her phone in my hand when it’s snatched out of it by none other than Casey herself. Fuck my life! I didn’t even hear her come in the room.

"No but senior Casey was part of the Brotherhood. He made a point of keeping his grandson away from our life." "What am I supposed to do?" "I need help to expose the rotten core of my beloved order. This wasn't what we intended when we begin this. Annie yiu have the drive to uncover all off this. Help me without people knowing." Annie look at him uncertain about his sincerity but also knowing she would do anything if it means holding her children again. "I don't even know where I should start?" She slowly admits her face clearly puzzled and worried. "Begin with Grace Jones and Jenny Casey. Did you know Jenny has stolen the life of Aaron's mother."

She paused and resumed her pacing which she had stopped when she had been speaking. Alex was very shocked. So shocked that it was a wonder that he managed to conceal his gasp of surprise. He stopped it at the last moment because he didn't want her to know he was here. He still wanted to hear more before he would reveal himself but now he knew more than enough to come to a solid conclusion. He knew that his mate, Jasmine, was the unknown serial killer who had been killing people from their pack for a while now. His own mate, his goddess-given mate was a serial killer and he was just finding it out from her own mouth. Never had he expected to hear something like that when he had followed Jasmi

I keep my head high, not giving an ounce of fear or vulnerability. “Okay. What do you want?” Roman asks, almost afraid of the answer. “Justice. My Brother did nothing to her”. “Excuse me, if I may?” That was Angel. “Yeah?” “Ashanti doesn't just kill anyone without a reason, I've worked alongside her to know how she operates. I think it's best we listen to her side of the story” Her words are followed by a few nodding, if looks could kill she'd be dead right now. Jackson is glaring holes into her head.

“She must have been terrified.” “She was strong.” Mel squeezed Jace’s hand. “She knew it was her destiny and she followed it.” “If that attack had been successful, Lia wouldn’t even be here.” Jace sighed. “I…don’t know if I could have lived with that. I know it’s horrible to say, but I think everything happened how it was supposed to.” I tensed, then relaxed. “Maybe.” “Do you…really think Redclaw had something to do with Casey’s disappearance?” Ash crossed his arms over his chest and looked at me.

Pops I met Cassie Roberts, the daughter of my previous beta’s son James, when I visited their house four years ago, and I must say she was the moon goddess herself, so angelic, so innocent, and at peace. The memory of that first encounter was vivid in my mind. Cassie had a radiant presence that lit up the room. Her soft, golden hair framed a face that seemed untouched by the world's harshness. Her eyes, clear and bright, held a sense of wonder and kindness that was rare in our brutal world. There was an ethereal quality about her, a serenity that was both captivating and soothing.