Cassandra Clare Reading Order の小説・ストーリー

CASSANDRA The pulsing between my thighs just won’t go away. It’s been there since my lesson yesterday with Rhett, along with a tingling sensation like I’ve been transformed into a bubbling can of lemon seltzer. I press my legs together as I lounge on the green velvet chaise in my room. I’m reading a book Clarisse brought me from the outside world. It’s a romance novel entitledBuilt from Stoneabout a girl who goes hiking and gets caught in a storm, only to be rescued by a rough mountain man who takes her home to his cabin where…thingshappen.

Chapter 14: Stacks and Sin Cassandra’s POV “Alexander, someone could walk down this aisle any second,” I whispered urgently, my back pressed against the tall library shelves in the dimly lit basement stacks. My short skirt was already bunched around my waist, panties dangling from one ankle. He didn’t care. His tall, athletic body pinned me there, one strong hand covering my mouth while the other shoved three thick fingers deep into my soaked pussy. His hazel-green eyes burned into mine in the low light.

[The first part of this chapter has been added to bring cohesion to the story, so even if you did not read the sexy scenes, it would still be okay. Skip the first 3 paragraphs if you read the R18 pages.] Clara was taking control and was kissing him like she was on a mission. She wanted Baz to know that she was ready wherever this may lead them.

"you're mentioning the word see, as though you could actually see." "Arrrrrrrgh!" Malik growled in a menacing manner. "You're actually grating my nerves, right now, but for the sake of your late mate, Santan. I wouldn't punish your raunchy ass. I'll just… You know what, I'ma just leave you two, before I lose it, and do to you, what I'll later regret." ***** Cassandra's POV I was in my chambers, reading a novel written by Melinda Hill. I was so engrossed, in reading the masterpiece, that I found it hard to even get up from my bed.

Without hesitation, Ben raised his hands above his head and said, “Bidh mi a ’gairm air na h-eileamaidean gus ar saoradh bho seo. Gabh sinn gu sàbhailteachd ar cùmhnanta.” Jasper’s heart lept to his throat as he heard the sound of footsteps running down the hall toward his quarters. “They’re onto us,” he managed to say before the room swirled around them and then disappeared in a type of whirlwind. He and Lila clung to each other as if their lives depended upon it while the world spun around them. Then, as quickly as it began, it stopped. Feeling mildly nauseous, he surveyed his surroundings. They were in a cave of some sort that was illuminated by dozens and dozens of lit candles. There w

** Clarisse stood on the balcony of the Vendrake mansion, snow clinging to her hair and fur coat. She stared into the distance with a deadly gaze. “If Adrian wants to step on Vendrake territory...” Clarisse muttered. She smiled slightly, the smile of a woman who chose to survive by destroying. “...then I will destroy his trust first.” The winter wind carried whispers of the next war. And Cassel—with Enola and Damian in the middle—could only wait to see which demon would fall first.

** Hi, this is your author. Thank you so much for reading Clara and Rodrick’s story. I hope you fell in love with them, too. Clara was never an antagonist and Rodrick was never a crazy fucker lol In case some of you still don’t know, this is a second book. The first one is in my profile and it’s called ‘Don’t Call Me Yours, Alpha’ The next in this universe is going to be Andrew and Alessandro’s love story. I’ll start uploading their chapters tomorrow. Since it’s finished already I’ll probably upload two chapters a day

Celeste watched it fall over Cassandra’s profile. Then she smiled faintly and said to the room at large, “All right. Next phase.” If you want, I can continue with **Chapter 119** and write Cassandra’s first live ice training scene or the fallout from the grimoire council meeting.

Cassandra's POV: As I opened my eyes, I felt a familiar weight resting across my waist, and a smile spread across my face at the sight of Jasper. He was snoring loudly, but he looked so peaceful and serene that I didn't want to disturb him. After lying there for some time, I heard Mrs. Madison tinkering around in the kitchen and decided to slip out of the room. I carefully pried Jasper's arm off me and got up, making my way to the kitchen to greet her. "Good morning!" I exclaimed cheerfully, causing her to drop the pan she was holding in fright. "Oh, Miss Cassandra, you scared me!" she exclaimed.

Begging her underlings to save her. The other Elder’s were no use. Having gargled on formaldehyde they were flailing, cutting themselves on the sharp onyx fragments. We all watched her kick out in disgust at one bleeding Elder. “Get up! You’ll be fine! Get up now!” she hissed “Find Cassandra! Find her right now! GUARDS! Someone with a fucking brain!” Then, just as my amazing, flaming cannonball of chaos had described, in extreme detail on the floor of my underground cathedral, Cass appeared on the far, sea-facing side of the cliff top, alongside a deafening rumble and flash of lightning across the sky.