Bela Daniela And Cassandra Novels & Stories

“You must be Izzy.” Her handshake was firm and professional. She grinned, her green eyes sparkling. Her smile was infectious. “Hi,” I replied, “and you must be Noah's assistant.” “Yup, I'm Beth. It's nice to finally meet the woman who has made Noah stop answering my phone calls.” She turned to give Noah a teasing glare. He laughed and held up his hands.

Her cognac-dyed eyes widened and her lips were parted from the sequel, unable to close again. What is this? Remy you rascal, what the fuck have you been reading? The first title that jumped up was that of a bright red-covered book with the words "Conversation Casanova" written over it in capitals. And that was the most decent title... or book. The other ones had titles that shall not be said with contents that shall not be mentioned. Is this... this is how he got Jasmine? No way. These... W*****d books were better than these. Ryder couldn't look away from the books on her laptop's screen, her lips twitching, reconsidering some decisions she had taken lately.

“No, ma’am. You look very beautiful in it.” Cassandra frowned. “I don’t want to look beautiful. I want to look powerful — like a queen.” “Then maybe you should add that diamond necklace,” Rose said softly. Cassandra’s lips curved. “Hmm. You’re actually making sense today.” She turned toward the mirror and put on the necklace. The stones glittered under the light, and she smiled proudly. “Perfect.” Her phone rang. It was Vanessa. “Hey Cassie, are you ready for the big event?” Vanessa’s voice came through the speaker.

“You think we can stand side by side, Elena? After what your mother did to me?” “She’s not here anymore.” “No,” Cassandra said. “But you are. And everything you’ve built rests on *my* blood.” I held her gaze. “Yes. And I’m giving you a choice. Join me. Or burn everything.” She smiled. “No. You have a choice.” Then she leaned in, lips near my ear. “You took my life. Now I’m taking yours”. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Cassandra turned and walked out, her heels clicking with finality. Seconds later, a breaking news alert buzzed across my phone screen:

I have made up my mind,” Cassandra sat up in the living room of Seraphina's high-rise apartment, arms crossed across her chest. “I am going to seduce Dante Caldwell.” The morning light poured into the room through the floor-to-ceiling glass walls, catching the faint red in her eyes. Seraphina handed Cassandra a cup of coffee before sinking into the sofa across from her. “Cassie, you know I always support everything you do because you are the logical one.”

But this time, she chose the armchair Ethan had vacated, putting safe distance between herself and temptation. The relief on Ethan's face was almost painful to see. They finished the movie in tense silence, no one really watching. When the credits rolled, everyone dispersed quickly, Liam to his room, Ethan to the kitchen, Devon to the gym he'd set up in the garage. Bella stood alone in the living room, staring at the couch where she'd been pressed between two men who weren't her husband. Nothing happened, she told herself. But her body hummed with the memory of their heat, their proximity, the way her skin had come alive under their nearness.

He queried with his sharp gaze on me. “Do you know her? ” My elbow was leaning on the desk now, and was staring at him. He took in a sharp breath and adjusted himself, glancing sideways if probably someone was there to eavesdrop on us. “She’s the Alpha King’s daughter, Cassandra Miller, I heard her mating ceremony is tomorrow, it’s all over their pack already. A lot of distinguished guest has arrived and Alphas from around packs has already settled in their palace. It seems it’s going to be a big ceremony.”

“I don’t like them either especially after what she did to you.” I chuckle at the way her lips curled into a snarl. “Nothing I’m not used to.” Lila focuses on me, eyes sullen. “You shouldn’t be used to that. They are evil people.” She frowned. “Are you talking about us?” Cassandra’s annoyingly high-pitched echoed throughout the space. Cassandra wore a hot-pink latex mini dress, brushing wavy curls over her shoulder. She was going for barbie and instead looked like a highlighter. Meeting her overly zealous stare, taking a sip of my coffee.

[ CASSANDRA ] After this statement of ANTOINE, I got angry. I then looked at him strangely and I said : -- Who are you to give me orders? I am not under your responsibility. You are not my family and I am not your prisoner. I'll go away and you won't be able to stop me. Afterwards, I wanted to slap him when Inès stopped me. -- ANTOINE and Cassandra please calm down. You're not going to fight because we're family now. (She says)

Selena touched her bottom lips, teasing her, “So…you’re not a lesbian?” “…” “Damn. I’d never get to sleep with you then?” Cassandra only sighed. She was doing it again, attempting to seduce her. What on Earth should she do with that woman? The young artist laughed, “No wonder I can’t get you to strip off.” She chuckled, playing with her hair, tricking her, “I think…you know about these stuffs better than me.” Selena blurted, completely thrown off guard, “What? But you’re the gyno! You’re the expert in the female body!” Cassandra amusedly gazed at her, letting her think whatever she wanted.