Casey Ambrose Novels & Stories

He stalked towards Casey and grasped her head. "Your eyes!" Casey sputtered as it swirled into an unfriendly red colour. Also, she noticed two canines pierced out of his mouth and green veins popped out of his head. "I'm sorry," Trevor mumbled, before sinking his teeth into her neck.

he sighed, "You know what? Keep it up, I've been trying my best to stay away from you and you're starting to make it easier." It's been a few hours and he still hadn't come out of the basement, I want to go check on him but I'm pretty sure he won't open the door for me. Just then, my phone notification went off. I picked it up and turned it on, it was a message from a number that I didn't know. unknown: wanna hang out? Me: who's this? unknown: Celeste. How did she get my number? Honestly I'm not even that surprised. I immediately saved her number.

Speaking of Creed he walked into my office with some flowers and muffins in his hands. “ What is all that?” I questioned raising an eyebrow “ well the muffins are from the Willow family and the flowers are from Mrs. Rose.” He shrugged placing them on my desk “ Mrs. Rose? As in the one that runs the flower shop? What for?” I sigh sniffing them “ They are for Madam Charlotte.Oh and this isn’t even all of it. The whole pack has put together little gifts for her in hopes of her feeling better.” He shrugged “ DELiVERY!” Ryan yelled bringing in a basket of cards with cookies

The male voice behind me made my spine stiffen. I turned slowly, my champagne glass held like a shield. A man in his late thirties stood there, sandy-blond hair, expensive suit, a smile that didn't reach his eyes. I recognized him immediately from my research. Brad Ashford. Tech CEO. Married. Father of two. Cassie had fucked him three years ago in Miami. Had sent Blake a photo of them together, just to hurt him. Fawn wasn't sure if they had met up after that time. But she had seen he was someone listed to attend tonight.

Wade Roberto said, his voice laced with authority, he was even surprised at the authority by which he spoke to his mom. Daisy Hunter stood by his side and held hands in a bid to pacify his anger. Standing up abruptly, Mrs Angela said," Tracy go inside and wait for me at once." "Okay, ma." Tracy Molly said as she ran off into the room. "Wade, if you choose to marry Daisy or whatever you call her, just know that the marriage wouldn't ho…" Mrs Angela was interrupted immediately by the voice of Mr Gilbert Roberto. "No!" "No!" "No!" His voice barely above whispers as he steps down the stairs, the stairs creaking under his weight.

On the third Lars’s corpse stood, it’s spine ramrod straight despite the bulge of crushed bone and tendons in his neck. His eyes never once left my face. Each step we took led us closer to the front door, but quickly Lars began matching our steps, taking one each time we did until Tristan, and I stood on solid ground, and Lars within the doorway of his camper. A split second with our feet on fresh soil and I heard a scrambling sound from beneath the camper, followed by a flash of knotted golden hair when Cassidy rolled from beneath the thing and army crawled to our sides. She was shaking like a leaf and coated in that dark, foul-smelling blood, but still managed to look murderous in her form

Casey thought, 'Rather than confronting Evan in person, I might as well torment him like this!' At the thought of Evan wailing bitterly on his knees before the tombstone, his heart was racing in excitement. Casey thought, 'Evan! I wouldn't be in this situation if not for his bitch mother! I can torment her when I'm alive, but I can still disrupt her peace when she is dead!' A twisted smile gradually appeared on Casey's face. He clutched the steering wheel tightly and stepped on the accelerator when he saw Jamie's tombstone.

Cassie said smugly while still rubbing her arm. She looked over at Tyler. He nodded and immediately ran over to Tristan and Amber. I could see him saying something to Amber, he then grabbed Tristan's arm and pulled him away. “Mind links have some perks then?” I scoffed. Cassie nodded and chuckled. Amber turned to look at us, and Cassie sarcastically waved at her in reply, while I poked my tongue out at her. She gave us both an evil stare then stamped her foot down on the floor. She looked like a child having a tantrum before she turned on her heel and skulked off.

Mase softly rubs away the tears and kisses me on the forehead. "It'll be okay, Kasey. You'll be the best mom ever. We know you can do this. You are a strong, independent woman, who can take care of herself as well as her unborn baby. You are going to do great. We'll be here to help you get through this, babe."Mase says while she lays down on the bed and pulls me beside her. Bonny crawles behind me and they both put their arms around me. Feeling save in their arms I let myself drift off into dreamland. ~

More than once, he drew her into the pictures, announcing proudly, “This is my sister, Mya Cross. Get used to her—she’s family.” Mya blushed, half-embarrassed and half-delighted, waving at the fans who squealed at her inclusion. Casey was the wild card. By the second round of drinks, he had abandoned the booth entirely, diving headfirst onto the dance floor. His shirt clung to him with sweat as he spun and laughed with strangers, his boundless energy infecting everyone around him. At one point, he dragged two people from the crowd into a spontaneous dance-off, cheering so loudly Mya’s throat hurt from laughing.