Casca Novels & Stories

' Cassie raised her hand and took out a small transparent glass bottle, which contained Gingko. Javen shook his head and smiled. 'I fear that Juwan will be so angry this time.' 'Who cares? He provokes me first.' Javen scanned Cassie's body from head to toe to make sure that she was fine before he relaxed. 'How did you find this knockout drug?' Cassie looked down on Juwan's drugs, and said in a disdainful tone, 'It's just a simple knockout drug, so I found it as soon as I smelled it. It's not a big deal for me.'

His golden eye glare at me with defiance and hurt shining in them. "You're right I did leave. I'm here now. I'm not leaving again. Chaos in mine. You're mine," I say succinctly in a hard confident tone. I reach between our bodies with my hand not entangled in his hair. His golden eyes shutter close as he bites back a groan before they locate back on mine. "Who owns all five letters that make our acronym of C.H.A.O.S.?" Jase says. We look up at him. He has a satisfied smirk on his handsome face. "For whom did we grow to power?"

Adams was trying to resist whatever was trying to drain his life out of him as he struggled inside Ashton. "What is it, Adams?" Ashton asked. "Where are we?" Adams asked. "In some kind of cell. I guess it is filled with mountain ash!" Ashton said. The guard who had brought him only pushed him into the cell from a distance. He then used some special switch to close the door. Mountain Ash was a special substance that could be used to trap wolves. Any wolf that was trapped using the mountain ash would never break free because the moment they tried, they will feel like every born in their body had been electrocuted.

[ 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)

Bakit kayo magkapareho ng pangalan ng sikat na skater na si Cassius Rey? I shake my head, maraming Cassius ang may pangalan sa mundo. And it's impossible na siya rin iyon cause Cassius Rey has a different eye color. Cassius Rey left eye has the color of emerald, his right eye naman ay crystal blue eye. But that Cassius where I fake married with have the same emerald green eye.

Suddenly, did something unnecessary like that. When the hotel staff opened the bathroom door. Daisy was lying in the hot warm in the bathtub, her face seemed relaxed. There were people interrupting her relaxing, Daisy was really surprised. She sat up in a hurry, quickly asked “what’s wrong?” Dash really wanted to eat Daisy, taught her a lesson but the hotel staff tried to avoid fighting “She is Ok. That is great. Don’t need to be angry.” After that the hotel staff left. Dash rushed into the bathroom like the wind. Daisy got out of the bathroom from inside. By inertia, Daisy fell into Dash's arms, both of them plopped down on the cold floor.

How does that make you feel, Casey" "Lonely. I didn't know the chopper went down; I didn't know he had died and I was still alive. He had just found out he was going to be a dad; he should have survived. He should have been here today. He should be here. I gave up in the end and I zoned them out. I have scars all over my body, from foot to neck and I feel disgusted. If I didn't speak, I would suffer without food or water. I had nowhere to hide and nowhere to run. Everything they did haunts me even now"

Cassia was about to be kicked out of the competition, and her reputation for plagiarism would ensure that she would never stand a chance in the industry again. The judges had a brief discussion and decided to cancel Cassia's qualification to participate. They were just about to consult Darvan for his opinion when his uncle, Martinez, strode into the room, immediately drawing the participants’ attention. A wave of murmurs followed his entrance, accompanied by subtle admiration from those who couldn’t help but be captivated by his presence.

“You may consider me to be Cass 2.0 then I suppose, as I am still Cass but something more” “You see that is what concerns me, what the something more is, I do not like unknown variables you see Cass 2.0 and you should know that very well, if I can not figure out what this more is I will most certainly not be taking part in it as the unknown can be dangerous and even come back to bite me in the ass”

Citadel Lower Rings, Market Vault The passkey glimmered behind the trader’s glass, a sliver of tech small enough to fit in a palm, powerful enough to open half the Citadel’s veins. Abigail’s eyes locked on it like it was oxygen. “Now,” she whispered. Samuel muttered something about bad ideas but moved anyway. He slipped a hand beneath his jacket, pulling the trader’s attention with a clink of credits while Abigail slid the case’s latch. The siren wailed.