Casca Guts Novels & Stories

Cassie called out from her room. I looked at the coffee machine before I headed to Cassie's room, finding her perched on the edge of her bed staring at her laptop screen. “What's up?” I asked, sitting beside her. She turned the screen to face me, and I could see the shipping database for our app. “Why would someone order twenty cattle tazers and three hundred dog muzzles?” concern tainting her voice. I scanned the page, pulling up the buyer's details. “J.M. Castle. Let's see if he's ever bought anything else.”

Leaning forward until her nose barely brushed his, Mj’s eyes flickered between Casper's for a few seconds before she spoke softly, “do you know what a Brazen Bull is, Cassie baby?” Ace paused briefly to stare at Mj and noticed that her heart rate had picked up, “it seemed the adrenaline burst from torture was kicking her heat into gear,” he thought to himself as he kept his eyes on the assassin while he finished his heaping plate of pasta. As Casper shook his head furiously Ace cleared his throat, “mind if I grab a refill,” he inquired and Mj only shot him a sly grin over her shoulder, “anything you like commander,” she cooed and as Ace proceed to help himself to another steaming pile he con

“Grandma, it’s not like that! If this fridge really only has food for Tristan and my husband-to-be, then they should let us see it, right?” Cassie calmly walked over and entered the code. The fridge door slid open, revealing an orderly array of labeled containers. Even Genevieve was momentarily mesmerized by the way everything was neatly arranged, each portion clearly designated, even some for the maids. “You did all this?” she asked, astonishment coloring her tone. Cassie nodded, self-assured. “I’m a chef by profession, a fitness coach, an entrepreneur, and, in case you don’t know, the CEO of CasRoe Wellness Center.”

“I will apply my newest skin care session for you two hotties.” Cassie bites her bottom lip with excitement. Aunt Gilda brings unique Korean skin care products that you can’t find in the States and Cassie is the biggest fan of them. “Does it contain that green tea mask I’m dying for?” “Who do you think I bought it for?” She winks at Cassie with a smile. “You are the best.” She gives a kiss on Aunt Gilda's cheek. After spending time with Mrs. Raptis, -even if it was a few minutes- Cassie feels grateful for having such lovely neighbors other than the witchy ones.

Only to find each other and kill the villain, our friend. When we returned back to Cassia, I could see she was in her element. She moved between Ivan and the counter where her instruments were all laid out. She had a tube inserted in Ivan's chest and liquid flowed from it to a bucket on the floor. Margot was squeamish after turning her head in towards my chest to avoid watching. As we all filed into her space, she redirected Eira and Margot to the beds in the back.

Loud grunting filled the air followed by the rhythmic sound of copulation. “Ooh, you pig!” Boniface squealed. Unable to cover her eyes due to her manic grip, Cassie had to be content with squeezing them shut. “Show me them titties.” That did grab her attention. Was he looking up at her? Unclosing one eye she peered down only to see that Boniface was very well endowed. She had heard of such types, of course, but never seen one before. I’ve been rescued by a hermaphrodite.

"Mabuti na lang pala, nakasalubong mo si Cassie. S-salamat sa pagsasabi, ha?" Gringo stared at her shy smile bago ito nakapagsalita. "W-walang anuman iyon." May dinukot ito sa bulsa ng shorts. "Siyanga pala, may dala ako para sa iyo." Isang kahita ang binuksan nito upang ilantad ang isang kuwintas na yari sa lantay na ginto.

I hear a faint crack as his skull cracks and he collapses on the ground, hurt but still alive and counsious. “Soleil, pellet him with stormagt and keep him busy”. Marta commands. “I’ll check on Gudrun”. I throw three witch bombs on him. Two hits their target, but he doesn’t react to the poison. “I need a break”. Siri moans. “Let him go. I can handle this”. My face turns hard with anger. When Siri lets go of the mental control Casper instantly gets to his feet. “Wow, what a rush !” He laughs and shakes his head. “Where did the red-head go ?”

Marcus said, pulling me from my thoughts, "Madison mentioned you play the cello? That's really cool. I play guitar, actually. Maybe sometime we could—" "Marcus Wheeler!" A harsh voice cut across the cafeteria, and all our heads snapped to see Cassie Ashford stalking toward our table, her expression twisted with anger and disgust.

The pressure was building, unstoppable. "Love, I'm coming... let go... please, let go..." His protests were weak, swallowed by the overwhelming sensations. He was panicking, but Cassie had a very different plan. A guttural cry was torn from his throat. "Oh, fuck... Arghh!" His release crashed over him, and he hadn't succeeded in pulling free. To his dazed horror and shock, Cassie gagged slightly but steadied herself, swallowing every last drop. It was the first time she had ever done so.