Cassandra Comic Novels & Stories

Xania was truly still a child at heart, forced to grow up quickly so that she could take care of her sister, but I would honestly do anything to see her this happy every day. "Theo," Adam said and I looked to my left and I saw Cassandra sitting on the lounge chair laughing at something on her phone, she hadn't cast a single eye towards Jameson and Xania, so much for 'watching'. "Cassandra," I clipped out and she turned to look at me smiling, it was fake. "Yes, Theo?" I walked over to sit next to her on one of the lounge chairs, it was a way of me telling Xania that I had no interest in Cassandra and I wanted her to notice this.

Jack glared at him for a moment and then shrugged. “Rematch?” Jack asked, changing the subject. The tension in the room lightened again as they started up a new game and the sound of gunfire filled the “Man Cave.” As I headed back to the bar, three more men came into the basement. Dean gave them each the evil eye as they passed under his careful watch, but they just came in like they were used to him. They joined the group on the couch, filling the fourth spot and starting to shout and laugh. Noah and I started getting busy. The newcomers wanted drinks, and luckily they weren't all girly Noah specialties. Two local girls, Lana and Rosie, came in with platters full of food and began wandering

It's not gonna be pretty as he knows how bold the lady was. “At a Sky Bar?” Cassandra chuckled. She was determined. She has not touched her seven days leave of absence and for the first time in years struggling to be nice, she wants to be bad. Cassandra, head over to the dean's office, she needs to take a leave for tomorrow.

Cassandra remarks, sitting on the sofa while Mario tears open his presents and gawks at each one. "Thank you, thank you, Mum, Dad!" He screams, hugging us both, and plays with his new toys. CASSANDRA POV After we have dinner, I take Emilia into our bedroom, ready to breastfeed her, and fuck does she suck hard? My nipples are swollen, and my breasts are in way too much pain. "Hello, wife," A deep voice says, eyeing up my exposed breasts. "It's called breastfeeding, and no, I'm not showing you my boobs on purpose" I rolled my eyes, and he held his hands up in defense.

I heard a commotion coming from some of the office girls across the room which broke me out of my mind swirl. “Have you seen Mr. Hottie out there with the super sports car.” One of them gushed. Please don’t let this be Logan. I thought. The girls were all gushing over some guy outside. I looked over one of their shoulders and sighed. “Leah, isn’t that the guy who was at the bar last week?” One of my closest colleagues asked me a little too loudly, to drop me in it. “Yeah, that’s Logan Carter.”

"Harvey, don't be afraid. Seven days will be over soon. Cassandra will come save you." "Once Xavier's true colors are exposed, Cassandra will avenge you. Hang in there!" When I still refused to break, Xavier ignored everyone's protests and turned the machine all the way up. Foam spilled from my mouth, and the pain faded into numbness. In my haze, I saw Cassandra from our high school days. Her hair was pulled into a ponytail, her expression distant and proud. "Harvey York, you'd better think twice if you want to confess to me," she said. "After all, my partner has to be better than me."

I glance at Daniel, his green eyes staring at my bare legs for a moment before he quickly turns around. "A little warning next time Kat," he says with mock seriousness. "Oh, shut it Dan, you're always sneaking peaks at Kat's legs," Audrey jokes and we both giggle. He turns around, smirking at us, then winks and walks off. "I'm going to start the coffee." "But its Saturday!"

I say between laughs. “She’s fallen and she can’t giddy up,” Cassandra taunts, only making herself laugh harder with a resounding snort. She clutches the bar trying not to fall down as her body is wracked by laughs, and at this point, I’m fucking gone. That epic snort that would shame a farm of pigs was the final nail in my coffin. “My god you two are hopeless,” I hear a familiar voice tsk on the other side of the bar. That shouldn’t be as funny as I find it, and yet all I can do is laugh like a hyperactive dolphin.

Cassandra tilts her head as she stares at my dumb friend. I just hold in my laugh. "Okay, geez, you try." He mumbles like a child. Cassandra turns to look at me and says, "To new friendships." She lifts her cup. "To new friendships." Diego repeats after her and we all click cups, I take a sip from the cup, already feeling distracted.

She sat down on the sofa. It didn’t take long for someone to show up. “You got a hell of a lot of nerve coming here,” Cassandra said as she walked in. “I thought I told you to not even think about coming here again.” She was irritated but not as irate as she was when she had first learned of Caitlin’s love affair with her brother. 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.