Casey Ambrose Novels & Stories

Chase then stood still, searching for Ambrose's figure. Seeing Chase stop his attack, Ambrose revealed himself not far from Quinn. "Kid, your punches are barely passable," Ambrose commented nonchalantly. He looked like he still had some strength left. "Hmph, barely passable? Say that in front of me again and see what happens! You're all just a bunch of trash!" Caspian grumbled, unable to stay silent when his ultimate skill was criticized.

The Kanime hadn't seen Casey, or had he been sent on an errand? Casey watched it from beneath a cubicle where people worked and with his amazing vision, even at night, he could see the dark green scales of the animal or whatever it was called. It's eyes were like those of a cat's. Only, it was a very bright amber yellow and disappeared each time he blinked. His feet were like that of a goat on its feet and the way his chest rose and fell each time he breathed was weird. His heart was on the right part of his chest and Casey was amazed.

Tiffany answers, “two years. We just need to lay low for a while, but won't your dad come looking for you?” Joshua answers, “he can't cause he's dead. I made sure of it.” Casey turns to Joshua and notices how dark his eyes have become as she grips his hand, “hey, it’s ok,” she smiles. Joshua somehow felt more at ease with her words. He looks at Casey and notices her blue eyes and her pale skin. She has a necklace on with a pendant. She smiles with her perfectly shaped lips and lashes as her eyes brighten. Tiffany then turns on her side and looks at Casey. “So,” she says, “what are your plans for the future, Cas?”

Cassie had been incredibly happy when she told her about Nicholas' proposal like he was the one proposing to Cassie and sent Amber as a post woman to deliver his message but Amber didn't see anything to be excited about; she knew her friends wanted her to get back with him but. Right now, she was the one feeling the excitement for no good cause, except to get this over and done with. 'I have other things to reach for, Nicholas is just an obstacle, I want out of my way.' She said; if she had heard that from any other person, she would have said, she was taking this too far but Cassie had more than once heard the way she had described Nicholas and she didn't feel there was any need for Amber t

Abel rose from his chair and took a few casual steps towards the window, looking out as though contemplating something grand. "You’ve always wanted power, haven’t you, Cassius? Real power. Camilla can’t give that to you anymore. She’s losing her grip, you know that. Her son doesn’t follow her as he should. But me? I have resources and connections. Together, we could accomplish something far greater than watching your daughter chase after a prince who doesn’t want her."

I let out a deep breath before I gather all my strength and I pulled the white oak stake that was deeply stuck on Fabian's chest. "Fuck! That's one hell of a work," I said when I finally removed the white oak stake stuck in Fabian's chest. Lincoln and I were both silent as we watched Fabian's body which looks like a corpse earlier was slowly returning to its normal appearance. Fabian's skin is now back to his very pale, rock-hard, and ice-cold skin that looks like he's gonna sparkle in the daylight.

It was a shame she hadn’t noticed it before. Rose waved Cassie off. “You don’t have to thank me as I didn’t do anything that special. It’s just a band-aid, my dear.” She assured, tapping Cassie’s nose. “And there’s no need to apologize about Sir Robert’s sculpture. Worst case scenario, my daughter, Amy, will make me another one. Oh, you should see some of her other works. I think I have some of the pictures of them on my phone.” She declared as she began to search her purse, which was really the largest handbag Cassie had ever seen, for said phone. “My Amy wants to be a paleontologist, you know? And she’s such a smart girl so it wouldn’t be a problem for her at all.” She bragged.

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

Her father was an insurance salesman and often did business with everyone in town when he wasn't on business trips that required him to travel. Amy was mostly shy, but Derrick often found a way to bring her out of her shell, especially when he told her about the blond-haired jock, Calvin Harris, whom she had a crush on taking various showers and how he looked beneath the water. Then there was Casey Porter, head cheerleader, and sister to Kerry Porter the captain of the football team. Casey was a lovely well shaped and talented blonde who had excellent skills in music and coordination. She could sprint and backflip with the best of them but often chose to hang out with her best buds from Kind

“She sent me that video, man—” “I don’t give a shit.” I pressed harder, watching the panic bloom in his eyes. “Take it down. Now.” He tried to shove me, but I didn’t move. “Do it, or I swear—” Casey’s smirk came back like he thought this was still a joke. “You think you can scare me? My dad owns half the board of this school, my mom runs the media here. You touch me, I’ll bury you.” I punched him hard on the face.