Cassandra Comic Novels & Stories

I threw 3 grenades inside and walked towards the forest to wait for it to blow up. After it blew up, we walked back to the door and opened it widely. I checked if there's a guard or not. I walked in first when suddenly I heard Patt's voice. "I never thought you would come, Marco Hastington. I don't like to mess up with you 7 Gold Lifes but since you butt into my busine-" I shot a couple of bullets randomly and he stopped "You butt into my business.. I'm glad to welcome you. By the way.. do you know that Cassandra was the one who sold Hikomoto's contract to me?" What?! Cassie did that?

Krisha and Patty sitting in front of us and Cassandra sitting alone on the very front, resting her legs on the vacant space like she is at home. It took an hour for us to reach the mall. The MOA is still the same as the reality. There were a lot of k-pop posters posted in every shops. I also see Cassandra's face over at the underwear shop. I tried myself not to laugh or even let out even a small pfft. She's even proud of it. ### "Let's watch some romantic movie." "Nope, Comedy," "Nah, corny, how about action?" "No! Romantic movie!" "Stop being cringe, Cassandra. We'll gonna watch comedy."

Her gaze dropped to my stomach and her eyes widened as I stared at it. "Hell dear, it’s nice to meet you too. By the way, I’m Cassandra Leosa, and yes, the future wife of Hiro." I smiled at her. I heard that Aunt Stea and Aunt Liva, chuckled on my side. When I looked at Aunt Lhera, I saw her wink at me. When Hiro, arrived, he was taken aback when he saw his bitch friend Artaya.

When I was a foot away from them, Adam finally saw me and waved me over. “Hey, I lost you there for a minute.” Boy, you have no idea. “Did I miss something?” Yes, you ass-butt. “Nope, you didn’t miss anything.” He hummed, looking at me suspiciously but I managed to ignore his stare and he finally decided to introduce me. “Zac, this is Cassandra. Nerd, this is my cousin, Zachariah.” I offered a small smile and prayed that the hoodie hid half of my face enough that he won’t recognize me from somewhere and ask me questions.

“So if I call you Snuggle Bear, you won’t mind?” Darius’s face twisted immediately in mock horror. His brows rose sharply, and he gave her a look like she’d just spoken a forbidden curse. “Hell no.” That was all it took. Cassandra burst into laughter. Not the polite kind, not the kind people used to fill silence. This was real, unfiltered joy bubbling up from somewhere deep. She threw her head back slightly as the sound filled the hallway. It was the first time in a long while she’d laughed like that, without fear or restraint.

“Atlantic City? Cassandra, the Vow Renewal is next week. Shouldn’t we be resting?” “Rest is for the dead,” Cassandra snapped. “This is my last hurrah before I re-commit to the prison of matrimony. I want tequila. I want blackjack. I want to dance on a table.” “I have work,” Aria tried, a desperate lie. “The Archives…”

He drawled. Raphael walked towards the podium, stretching his hands to the mysterious man, “Thank you, gentleman. It was a pleasure for you to have such a beautiful gemstone, which has slowly become my favourite in just a few hours,” Raphael chuckled awkwardly and withdrew his hand when the stranger refused to shake it after accessing it like it was full of germs. Bile rose in my throat, but I knew he wouldn't permit me to leave his side the second time, “Wow, the bastard even launched his new neckpiece in my name…. I can see why he insisted that I accompany him,” I scoffed in disbelief.

“And I guess that's what you get for living under a rock, my dear friend. How do you live in California and not know what Ethan Gray looks like?” Cassandra shoved a pair of jeans into the bag with more force than necessary. “Well, sue me for being too busy trying to pass Torts and Criminal Law to care about conglomerates, celebrities, socialites and the likes.” Cassandra shoved a pair of jeans into the bag with more force than necessary. “Well, sue me for being too busy trying to pass Torts and Criminal Law to care about conglomerates, celebrities, socialites and the likes. Or for being too busy living my life to care about how others are living theirs.”

Chapter Six Cassandra's POV Three weeks later "I think I'm going to be sick," I rushed to the small bathroom in the hotel to empty my breakfast of spaghetti and meatballs in the toilet. After cleaning up I laid down on the bed. My phone buzzed from the bedside table, it was Martha. "Hello, Martha," I said "Hey Cass, how have you been?" Martha asked. "I am not fine, I think I am going to be sick. I've been feeling dizzy and nauseous for the past week now," I blurted out.

AUTHOR'S POV At the Ridgewood Pack [Screaming] [Moaning] [More Moaning] Cassandra Maximoff, Calista's elder sister, was letting out some high-pitched moans at the Alpha’s Chambers. She was romped up in a steamy session with her dear lover, Zora. Cassandra was doing her thing on the top of Zora’s stiff rod; she was riding him with all her strength, but she unintentionally fell on Zora’s broad chest, after he released his seeds inside of her.