Berserk Femto Casca Novels & Stories

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.

Name: Cassie Ver Age: 32 years old Status: Married Children: 8 kids, 1 college student System: system 000001111403 Ability: Water Origin: Serene Ocean Ability Rarity: Scarce Side-effects: Shield Identity: Hero HS6 Special Circumstances: Emotional Mother Original World: Earth ‘Not a Transmigrator. Sealer Elite Heroes’ [Get hurt easily by someone who did not get serious about the matter of having her children or relatives and the citizens saved] [Save them, don’t save me. Please] Oh! Judging by the bio all alone that was stated with just a few words but was filled with shallow and flickering halo.

If the alpha was lost, so was the clan. "Keep fighting, Alpha!" Kelda, the pack's shaman screamed over the rising wind and the crack of lightning crossing the sky. Brodolf threw his head back and howled, the sound long, loud and dripping with pain. Suddenly, he felt a pop, weak as a soap bubble, but a sign that he had won this round. They had once again beaten back the berserker that lived within him. Slowly, his body righted itself until finally he was left lying on his side, naked and spent, upon the frozen ground. Kelda sat next to him, murmuring nonsense and stroking his hair, giving him what comfort she could until he recovered enough to sit up and wrap the blanket she held around his b

I don't want to use too much energy, anything to stay under the radar. 'I'm with you baby' I whisper to Armina, 'You are not alone baby, I promise you' almost growling out loud when Grace lifts her night gown. How dare this woman touch her after doing this to us. "She's crowning Cassandra; I can see the head" Cassandra looks up from where she is standing; her eyes glazing over as they turn red. "SPIRITUS" she yells; Leon and Serena both drop the ground, both of them screaming in pain as a blinding light comes from the ground, blue and red mixing together in violent sparks of power.

Cassey bowed gracefully and gives them a sunshine smile. “Greetings to the Lady of Timmerhaus! I am Colosas Montalvo Febrez and right beside me is my fiancée, Cazila Silverius.” The young lady beside Colosas sneered at Cassey. But Cassey’s firm smile wasn’t even shaken a bit. She extended her best wishes to the couple and greeted the other members of the Febrez. “Don’t this lady think she’s forgetting someone?” the audacious tone of the voice caught the attention of the modest Cassey. She gave him a professional smile.

He had taken advantage of her without knowing. "Let's go." He said and they both began to walk out together. As if Cassie knew Brigitta was watching, she turned and when she saw Brigitta, she pouted her lips and walked away proudly with Ragnar Marshall. Brigitta smiled. She felt like Cassie was so immature. Did Cassie thinks she will be moved just because she saw her going to work with Ragnar Marshall? She scoffed and went to pick up a few things inside then went to work. When she was done with work, she went straight to her training ground and on meeting with Beocca, she tendered her greatest trouble to him, "uncle, you must help me as regarding this."

Beside her, Lucian moved like a shadow himself, his broadsword shearing through heads and limbs with lethal, rhythmic elegance. A massive stalker, twice the size of the others, burst through the cloud of ash, its glass mandibles snapping directly toward Kira’s flank while her blade was parried. "Kira!" Cassian didn't have magic, but he had two hundred pounds of broad muscle and unbroken wolf fury. He stepped into the creature's path, grabbing its glass jaw with his bare gauntlets. Muscles tearing and teeth grinding, Cassian ripped the creature’s head sideways, twisting its neck until the crystal spine snapped with a thunderous crack, hurling the carcass into the abyss.

Harshly unclasping the arms of the Lady Lycan and pushing her a step away from him, Owen said curtly, "Enough Casey! Who do you think you are that I should take your permission, huh?" The Lady Lycan clinging to Owen that Owen just pushed away was Casey. She was shorter than him and also younger than him by 2 years. Casey was a 25-year-old Lady Lycan with a dusky complexion. Her face was square-shaped that bore plump lips painted in black on top of which was a round nose with a black nose ring. Her full cheeks had a light tint of blush that made them appear rosy pink. Her small blue beaded eyes were heavily colossal. Her slender, dusky figure was draped into a black ruched one piece that casc

Fenris drawled from the bed, his head still moving from side to side. "So Cassie is her name," Valentino muttered. He motioned to Alaric to open the door, which the latter did. Valentino's jaw almost dropped to the ground when he set eyes on her. How did a supposed human bear so much resemblance to his love? "Who are you?" he barked when he regained himself. "Quit the hostility. That's my girl," Fenris barked back. Alaric watched them quietly with a look of surprise. Cassie turned to him and winked.

[ 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)