Cassandra Calin: Books Novels & Stories

“No, I never said it was a—” “The chosen one possesses all the four basic elements in nature... along with some other special powers,” Calvin lectured. “We'll start with the basics. Ready?” “Well yes, but I have a questi—” “We'll start with fire” Calvin cut her off again. Cassandra sighed in defeat and nodded. “Get angry,” he said curtly. Cassandra gave him a confused look and chuckled. “What?” she asked. “Get angry” Calvin repeated. “Just like that? I can't just get ang—”

Calista shoved a book into my hands. “How the hell am I—” I stopped myself when the book’s cover flipped of its own accord. “Read,” Calista echoed in my head. Ignoring her, I opened the book, flipping through, occasionally pausing at things I thought were helpful, only to realize a short while later that they were not talking about my situation at all. I didn’t know how long I spent going through that tome and two others I picked from the stack Calista brought, but I was unable to find something we could use.

CASSIE “The butler will help you to prepare. You just need to enjoy all the services provided by the stylist I've assigned to help you with your look.” Oh my gosh, this book that I'm reading is so exciting. I've already finished two books in one sitting and there are still five to go. “Hello, Cassandra?” Suddenly my book flew into the air. It turns out the culprit is Jayden. He's holding my book while scrunching his waist. Soon I might hear a lecture from him.

It was truth carved into his soul. "Alright," Drake finally said. " Let it be just two months." The words left his mouth. Cassandra breathed out unsteadily, her gaze gentle as if that one word had restored her hope. The following night, Elena was in her study amidst piles of papers. Her fingers glided quickly across the pages. When the soft ring of her phone vibrated in her room, she paused. It was Calista who called her. She answered. "Calista?"

Cale's death had hit hard, shattering all the plans and leads she had meticulously gathered. Cassandra had intended to connect this case to Antonio Franches. She was convinced Cale held the answers regarding Antonio’s involvement in Michael Foster’s murder. But now, with Cale’s sudden and mysterious death, everything felt chaotic. The more she thought about it, the more frustrated she became. She opened an electronic file on her computer, browsing through Cale’s interrogation notes and the reports on illegal transactions she had uncovered.

Cassandra is aware, yet she wants to read more and more about these things. "Cassie? Ugh, girl! Lets go! You wanna walk yourself home or what?" Ravine pats Cassandra, making noise in the silence filled library. The librarian was way off to even give a damn about them. However, she wanted to leave too. If I wasn't for the curious Cassie. Shutting the fat book with a sound, she sighs while smiling. "Huh! Did you know that souls can reincarnate themselves?" Ravine jumps her eyebrow big and up. Of course a sane person wouldn't believe in rebirth or such nonsense.

Cassandra wore red leather pants that clung to her hips and legs and a red long-sleeve half turtle neck with black and fuchsia slanted lines all over it. Caitlin stood. “You did, but some time has gone by and . . . I had hoped we could talk things out.” “Not enough time,” Cassandra said sternly. “Caitlin, please leave.” “Wait, please. Hear me out.” “What in the world could you possibly say that could . . . help the situation – or heal it?” “For one thing the baby.” “What about the unfortunate child?” Cassandra said haughtily. “I beg your pardon? Unfortunate?”

She picked up many books individually and made a pile of them. "When will you read so many books?" Nina asked surprisingly. "When your boss is not around," Elaina winked and started looking for books again. She picked up books from famous authors like Jane Austin, Sarah, Colleen Hoover, and Anna Huang. Nina shook her head and made her way toward the exit.

Sebastian squeezed her hand. "I know a place you will like," he said. They went out of the school. Various shops lined up perfectly outside the school. They went to a café with lots of books that the customer could read while resting and eating. Sebastian must have noticed that Cassandra loves to read books because of her small collection in the dorm. "Let's play twenty questions, Blood," Cassandra said while waiting for their orders to be served. "Okay, ask away," Sebastian said. "What's your favorite color?" Cassandra asked. On cue, the order arrived. The server put it on their table and left. Sebastian took a mouthful of fries before answering.

"Yes. There are many ancient tales in our empire, there are those about hell and the underworld, there are heavenly tales and also mortals." I settled. Had heard Loren quote many fairy tales about angels and demons, there were those about princesses, but... where could I find? I couldn’t go to Callisto’s library... "Do you know where I can find some?" Cali thought, the index finger on her lips. "I think in the lady’s private library you might have some. I remember hearing Manon talk about her collecting many old books and tales that were sung as prophecies." My lips expanded in a broad smile and like an excited child, I jumped out of bed and threw myself into Cali.