Casey Liss Novels & Stories

' "All right, I think I understand what's going on. You brought this woman here to be your support!" "You're so committed that you'd go to the extent of hiring someone to help you, huh? However, your actress doesn’t seem very good, and she's not cooperating with you." Kasey's eyes began to twitch in anger when she heard that. "That's bullsh*t! I don't need any support! I didn't hire her!" "Really?" One of the boys from the group sneered and scanned Lily from head to toe. "You said you're a perfumer, aren't you? Will you dare to compete with me?"

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

“What’s your handle?” “That’s the thing,” Cassie smiled. “I don’t use my name. I run CasRoe Health & Fitness Blog.” Sebastian’s eyes widened. “That’s you?” She nodded, amused. “You have ten million followers,” he muttered, offended on behalf of his own obliviousness. He immediately hit ‘follow.’ “How am I not one of them?” Cassie’s laughter warmed the room. “You’re still as dramatic as ever. But tell me, what’s your relationship status? Are you married?”

The all too familiar heat had returned and Casey felt his cock stir as it began to rapidly expand beneath his boxer shorts. Rick seemed to enjoy the ease of his manipulations working on the younger teen as he finished lapping up the cheese and eventually moved back to his end of the sofa chuckling to himself at how easily Casey had gotten aroused in the wake of him licking the cheese off him. "Bastard," growled Casey in frustration as he attempted to catch his breath and stared at the television set. Rick smirked and turned his attention back to the random show as well.

He is a greedy fool, he loves getting this kind of case so he could earn more by letting criminals back on the streets. I’m glad he knows his place when it comes to dealing with people like me. He gestured us into an open office by the corner, then I asked him to leave while I pulled down the blinds and shut the door firmly. I turned to Riley and I saw him sitting on the office chair, with his feet up on the table as he smirks evilly. All these while Casey had been short of words because she has a lot on her mind. She is itching to get out of there and go to Liam to check if her kids were there among the kids that have been found. She is worried about her kids, and at the same time, she has

“She’s just passionate about the numbers, Marcus.” Under the table, Julian replaced his tongue with two thick fingers, curling them brutally against my G-spot while Jax cranked the electro-stim to a pulsing rhythm that made my thighs shake uncontrollably. I was right on the edge, tears pricking my eyes, when Victor suddenly stood. “Marcus, we have a side proposition to sweeten the deal,” he said casually. “Casey here is more than an analyst. She’s our… motivational asset. Would you like a demonstration of her dedication?”

Cas rolls her eyes, “Once I figure out who runs that fucking account… if not only for my own presence on the shit, then for the sake of Gen’s reputation, I will be causing physical harm to them.” “Let’s not promote violence—” LeAnn says lowly. “That bitch or bitches deserves anything they get for posting private shit with ill intent,” Cas responds. “Wait, what lacrosse player?” I rub my chin. Cas looks everywhere in the room but to me. She finally huffs, “I didn’t tell you anything because I know how judgmental you can be.” Me? Judgmental? My jaw literally drops. I’m anything but judgmental. What the hell? Sophie is the poster child for judgment… why the fuck did she get to know?

"Daisy, Mr Antonio Nathaniel died some weeks ago and his investors are rallying to leave the company bankrupt if Seth doesn't pay them up." Daisy's voice was barely above whispers yet laced with concern. "Wait a minute! Mr Antonio, the CEO of MetaX is dead?" Alison couldn't believe what she was hearing. "This is really bad, Poor Seth, what is he going to do now?" Alison said as she sank into the bed dressed with a bubble gum pink bedsheet. "You see, that is the main reason why I'm considering the marriage contract." Daisy's voice was barely above whispers. "Now I get it, Daisy."

Six months had passed since Lucas had vanished like a shadow at dawn, and the base had settled into its usual rhythm. But for Casey, those months had been anything but usual. They had been a crucible, each day chiseling her into something sharper, faster, and more precise. She moved through the training halls now like a force of nature—confident, measured, and controlled. The memory of Lucas’s kiss, the heat of that moment, had not faded entirely, but it no longer made her falter. If anything, it fueled her—reminding her that control was hers, that no one could corner her again, and certainly not him.

“I didn’t do anything.” “You liar!” Ivy spat, stepping forward. “You know exactly what you have done.” Casey stood up, brushing himself off like he wasn’t bothered. “I didn’t share anything, Lena. Maybe you should have thought about that before you decided to send me your little ‘performance.’” I couldn’t believe the audacity of this guy. “You... you saved it?” I could hardly breathe, my voice cracking. “You really think I’m that dumb?” he said with a smirk. “Of course, I saved it, but you know what? It’s not my fault you’re a slut who can’t keep her legs closed.”