Casey Liss Novels & Stories

For your information, he gave the card willingly to me". Casey said with an innocent face. "Why don't I believe you". Leo looked at Casey carefully and said. Casey smiled cheekily and looked at Leo before saying, "you have go believe me uncle. Besides, my mom is rich..." Casey proudly said his last statement. Leo nodded hi head, because it t was true that Kiara was filthy rich, and he knew Casey would not stoop so low to take some one else's belonging. "OK my bad. So how did you get it". Leo asked. "I have told you before, it was given to me by Asher". Casey said and smiled.

At least this was what in her thoughts that was going for a long time now as time passes by. Tears formed at the women eyes as her introduction line up and on beside her when a pop up and big characters appeared. When her introduction was invisible next to her, a pool of water appeared at the Sotiras and Heroes feet while Cassie kept crying but still stubbornly look at Kate, wanting to get an answer for her question that desperately needed a response immediately to calm her agitated heart right now. Name: Cassie Ver Age: 32 years old Status: Married Children: 8 kids, 1 college student

“I had a feeling. You don’t seem like the type to lay down and take it.” He spoke in that tone again that triggered a flash of heat to creep from my toes to my scalp. Stop, Kierra. He didn’t mean it like that. It’s just a figure of speech. “Casey is the exact opposite of Grant. He’s fun-loving, talkative, and a little daredevil, and as you witnessed, Daisy enjoys the occasional fisticuffs with Nori.” I cackled at his use of fisticuffs. Tears welled in my eyes and spilled over. He smiled warmly. “I thought you’d enjoy that. What is your discipline style?” he asked once I gathered myself.

Casey, unfazed, smiled slightly and said to Lindsay, "I just wanted him to know how formidable you are. If he tries to mess with you or plot against you, he’ll only be making things difficult for himself." He then added with more emphasis, "And I wanted him to understand that you’re the bane of his family." Lindsay gave Casey a long, thoughtful look. "So, should I be thanking you?" She didn’t buy for a second that Casey’s actions were unintentional. As for his motive, she had a pretty good idea—he wanted Hugo to relay information about her. Casey might be trying to save himself by using Lindsay to deal with the people behind the scenes. Of course, there was also the possibility that he and H

“Hey, hey, hey! Arisssss! Didn’t you say you couldn’t have lunch with me today because you had plans with your sis?? What is this?! How did your sister turn into a handsome dude? Don’t tell me you ditched me to go on a date?!?” Noah turned towards the familiar voice to meet the grinning face of Case, one of Aris’s good friends. Case was a social butterfly, as you could tell from both his behavior and trendy appearance. He had a blond hairstyle resembling what a k-pop idol from Cradle would don, and a single silver earring that dangled from his left ear. He squinted his lively gray eyes at Noah and judging by his expression, it was clear that he was joking. Case came from a wealthy family tha

That was the part no one prepared you for, the stain that lingered even after the lie was burned away. Anton stepped in with his phone pressed to his ear. “Interpol has Elise. She tried to flee through a private airstrip outside Lyon, but it was too late.” Cassie exhaled shakily, her shoulders dropping for the first time in days. “She lost,” I said. Anton met my gaze. “She lost the game, but she’s not done playing.” I didn’t like that. The press conference was a calculated risk. Cassie didn’t want to hide anymore, and I understood why. She’d spent her entire life clawing her way into rooms that weren’t built for women like her, only to be told she was there because of a man’s shadow.

They found out that Marcus is very sick and is near to death sooner or later he is going to pass away. The report says that Marcus is distributing his property in between his two sons Gabriel Davila and Christopher Davila and his daughter Cassie Davila. Liam was interested in the name Cassie so he asked more about her and told Steve to tell more to me about her. Cassie just completed her doctor’s degree and is going to become a psychiatrist. As Liam stared at the beauty in Steve’s laptop he thought for a while and said “Why don’t we make her suffer instead of her scum dad” and a devilish smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

At least this was what in her thoughts that was going for a long time now as time passes by. Tears formed at the women eyes as her introduction line up and on beside her when a pop up and big characters appeared. When her introduction was invisible next to her, a pool of water appeared at the Sotiras and Heroes feet while Cassie kept crying but still stubbornly look at Kate, wanting to get an answer for her question that desperately needed a response immediately to calm her agitated heart right now. Name: Cassie Ver Age: 32 years old Status: Married Children: 8 kids, 1 college student

Together, they walked out to the limousine waiting outside for them. Tonight, Dylan Bass was finally going to launch the project in this exclusive event that Maeve and her father were attending. Ever since the interviews and magazines releases, the publicity and awareness of the project had skyrocketed, so, even when Dylan Bass got wind of what was happening, she made the decision that they should keep the story going, which obviously infuriated Dominic Fitz but there was nothing he could do about it, so he had to let it go. Things between them had been much more heated and tensed since then though. There was hardly any interaction between them and when they really did interact, it was to sp

Casey's fingers tremble as he scrolls through the endless stream of photographs on his laptop, his eyes narrowed in concentration. Ever since witnessing Linda's hushed conversation on the phone, an unsettling feeling has taken root in the pit of his stomach, whispering that all is not as it seems in their newly forged union.