Aj Casey Novels & Stories

She remembered the year Justin was born, how she sat with postpartum depression, cradling her baby on the hospital roof for hours. She wanted so desperately to leap off with her child in arms - death would have been an escape from Daniel and Evan, who had personally seen her off to prison. "What is going on here?" A man's displeased voice came from the doorway. "Sir..." the servant stuttered in panic. "Daddy!" Casey ran over joyfully. Lisa was startled and instinctively moved forward, not wanting Jordan Taylor to see Jasmine. "Jordan... what brings you back? Weren't you supposed to be abroad for a month?"

A the hotty, Ryan Damison walking in the corridor with the undernourished Raj, our department's head. Raj looks like a skinny matchstick while Ryan looks like a huge, thick matchbox. And looks hot, just like a freshly baked muffin coming right away from the oven. His chiseled jawline accentuates his sculpted face that is worth drooling. I want to save his face on my phone’s wallpaper. His shoulders are bulky and broad, muscularly squared and his sturdy hands are in the pocket of his navy blue pants, which remind of yesterday's incident. I hope I didn’t burn Hotty’s balls.

I use a cane to support myself now. The way he looks at me makes me uncomfortable. It's like he recognizes me. - You are an alpha? – he asks, frowning. - I was one, long time ago, now I'm just an old man. I see the turbines turning in Angel's head. I had to act fast. - What is your name?- he asks, and I sigh. I want to do this away from here, but he has already identified me. - My name is Jack. Angel gets up as if he had springs in the ass, and pointing his finger at me, he says:

She was really testing my control. You win, Cassie. CASSIE I stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around my body, my mind and body still reeling from the sensation of my orgasm. I wonder what Jake would say or do if he knew I had been pleasuring myself of him in my mind. He would walk out again. He would be angry again. I dried my hair with another small towel and stepped out of the bathroom only to swallow a lungful of air, shocked to see Jake sitting on the edge of my bed!

asked Casey to him. “Your in the hospital, I saw you in the middle of the road that your unconscious that’s why I brought you here”. Said Joshua to her. “Thank you sir, please forgive me for bothering you” said Casey to him. Joshua was happy to met Casey. She was a kind lovely girl. “Hey kid what is your name?” Joshua asked her even he already knew her name. “I’m Casey Champ sir, How about yours sir?” replied Casey to him.

“Just keep him busy. Jules and I will handle the rest.” Casey slid out of the car, her movements languid and confident. She adjusted her cropped leather jacket and smoothed her jeans over her hips, her every gesture deliberate. When she flipped her hair over one shoulder and started sauntering toward the gate, Julia couldn’t help but roll her eyes. “Does she ever turn it off?” Julia muttered. “Why would she?” Alex replied, smirking. “It works.” From the shadows, they watched as Casey approached the guard, her hips swaying in a way that bordered on theatrical.

She had to think positive if she married she would no long have to endure the cruelty of her mother. Cassie sat at the dressing table brushing out her long black wavy hair. She looked at herself in the mirror. Her skin was pale a fine porcelain her eye were a piercing color of ember her features were delicate and refined with her high cheek bones and strong jawline. She stood five foot seven inches tall. She was tall for a woman of her time. She had a perfectly sculpted body that turned many heads when she went to town on the rare occasion with her mother. Marcella was a site of beauty standing only five feet two inches tall. Her skin was the same porcelain color her eyes black as night.

A younger replica of the woman is standing beside her, sipping from her champagne before throwing a small smile my way. Denjiel slightly loosens his grip on me and steps forwards. "Madre, padre." Denjiel says to the smiling couple standing before us. "This is Kasey, my girlfriend." Denjiel looks at me and I instantly calm down as I see the love shining in his eyes. "Kasey, this is my mother, Fenna Castellano. My father Ricardo Castellano and my sister Carella."

And what about his pack and his parents, what was he going to tell them? Jay heard that the reason why Ashton is a wanted criminal was that he left his pack because of a woman and that woman happened to be miss Maya. Upon coming back and learning that his brother had taken over his position, he did not hesitate to kill his grandfather. He would never allow Mark to do such a stupid thing. “What is it?” Mark asked impatiently. “You want to go on your own?” Jay asked. “Yes! Is there any problem?” Mark asked, looking at his beta with a cold gaze.

As a rookie P.I. at Tyler Investigations, Cassie was still in the learning stages but determined to advance in her career. A couple of weeks ago, the client, Jason Schmidt, hired them to keep an eye on his wife, Tricia. Jason believed Tricia was having an affair because he discovered sexy dresses and lingerie that she apparently never wore for him. He believed Tricia's alleged lover was Jack Brady, the karate instructor who taught their son, Chase.