Books By Cassandra King Novels & Stories

After rain, a rainbow—after old sins, a new beginning. --- Afternoon gave way to evening. The guards announced that only one hour remained. Nurul Islam played with Abrar, bounced him on his knee, told him a story: "Once there was a king. He had a very beautiful queen. They had a sweet little treasure, named Abrar. The king made some mistakes, and he had to live in the forest. But every day, the little treasure would come to the forest, take the king's hand, and say, 'Father, come home.'"

They were more experienced and many of them knew some dark magic spells which although frowned upon, it was used for the purpose of protecting the king. Calvin lay Kira on his bed as soon as he got into his room. His royal attire was soiled with her blood and he felt his lip twitch in disgust. She was loosing a lot of blood. He packed some of his clothes into an old blue box as well as his spell books. It would be a shame if he didn't carry those. He zipped up the box and went downstairs with Kira in his arms. As planned, he met Kellyn in front of her room door with two boxes beside her. He noticed tear stains on her cheek and she seemed fidgety. "It'll be fine." Calvin said looking at her d

*Fiona* "Well, that went as well as I could hope," I said sitting on the couch in my office placing my legs across David. I was not happy that the King had managed to worm his way into the pack, but at least we were ready to take him on. This might also prove useful for me to gather information on the King. I was naturally distrustful, but even so, something about the King just seemed off to me. Not that would tell Alpha Astor or his Beta that. Skylah was pacing inside me, which made me nervous. She only got that way when big things were about to happen. She had a sixth sense about things, although they were always feelings and never anything concrete. I was left to guess why. This t

I couldn't help but snort lowly at the King's words. ...faith in the moon goddess and the decisions of the pairer to help us lead a good life- So far I didn't see anything good about being paired to that bastard. "After being infertile for a long time, it becomes more important for us to celebrate Calantha. I hereby order that the preparations for the ceremony should continue," The King ordered. "Before this session ends, does anyone have any subject on which they wish to put their words in front of the court?" The court speaker asked. My eyes instantly drifted to Embry who was sitting beside the Royal Couple.

I felt a slight tug to my left, and headed over to the bookshelves in that direction. I did not make it far before I saw a book laying out on a small table, as if it had been placed there especially for me. The leather cover was blank, without a title in sight, but when I opened the book, there was a small dedication on the first page: IN HONOR OF THE GREATEST LOVE THE KINGDOMS HAVE EVER KNOWN Curious, I turned the page. What I saw there nearly made me drop the book in fright. A collection of discoveries by Mila Benson, the 67th Queen of Fresonia

Esmeralda's POV "Should I go back? No, I guess it's too late now." I contemplated. I tore the lower end of my gown as I walked further into the woods. I was running from Gustavo, the number one drug leader in Columbia, to whom I unfortunately married. I was running for my dear life but the safety of my boys weighed heavy on my heart.

Nine: Blood and Howls CASSIAN “Your Majesty, are you sure you have to go?” Lysandra asks, resting a hand on my arm. I eye the arm and my jaw ticks. “Yes,” I reply, subtly shrugging her hand off. “I’m the king. It’s cowardice to let my people get injured for the safety of my pack and kingdom.” Lysandra sits up. The sheets fall off her body, exposing milky white breasts and red-tipped nipples.

Empty. “Search the entire house,” he roared. Fear rippled through the mansion as men scattered. Bruno stood still, fists clenched, blood roaring in his ears. Was she in danger? Or— Had she tried to run? The thought ignited something primal. “If you’ve tried to escape me,” he muttered dangerously, “I’ll remind you why they call me King of the Underworld.” He stormed into his office and kicked the gift boxes aside, jewelry scattering across the floor like broken promises.

I whispered. And that was the truth. Cassandra walked into this palace expecting a role. A status. A future. And now she had to stand in front of two kings who never looked at her the way she wanted. Standing in a bedroom that smelled like me. Wearing a contract she had not even signed yet. A woman like her would not break all at once. She would crack slowly. Quietly. Beautifully. Then she would shatter. Kaden stopped pacing and looked at me carefully.

What benefit was there to playing along with the King. “I hear I’m not the only one who’s had a fun night.” The King spoke, steepling his hands as he lounged back in the chair. His eyes fixed to Cassy, an eyebrow crooking as he took in her oversized outfit and shorn hair. “Or maybe not so fun? What happened?” “Cassandra went...” The King slammed his hand down on the desk, cracking the wood. He looked so calm that the sudden aggression made Cassy jerk and step back, but William’s gaze locked on her making her freeze like cornered prey.