Cassandra Comic Novels & Stories

Cassandra chuckled and everyone just stared at her. “What's funny?” Jace asked through the mind like. She chuckled again. “I'm sorry. I didn't believe in witches, fairies, and wolf bears till I found out that I'm a wolf bear myself.” The second council member scowled at her. “But a blue moon? Is this supposed to be a remake of The Smurfs?” she asked and cracked up again. Jace shifted a bit uncomfortably. “Cass, maybe you shouldn't—” Cassandra shook her head, unintentionally blocking him out of her mind.

Cassandra is drunk, so why am I wasting time talking to her? "He... is an asshole. I don’t like him." "Didn’t you say you don’t know him?" "Yeah, because he’s an asshole. He has no heart, and I’ll always hate him." "Even after he gave you a lot of money?" "Hey, don’t do that!" Cassandra swatted my hand away when I reached to touch the buttons on her shirt again. "Who are you? Why am I here?" "I’m your boss. So let me change your clothes, and you can sleep afterward. I don’t want my bed to get dirty because of you!" I said while pulling Cassandra closer so I could more easily undress her.

Might as well help with the wait. It did not take long for her to get the coffee, but when she turned around to go back to her seat, someone suddenly bumped into her, pushing her to the ground and spilling the coffee on her body. Cassandra heard gasps from all the other girls waiting in the waiting line but she was even more surprised when the person that had ruined her outfit did not attempt to apologize. He was making a phone call and he was deep in it. He did not even spare her a look, and she was not going to take that. "Hey!" she started, standing up and running towards him. "Hey, I'm talking to you!" she said and pushed his shoulder. He stopped, turned around, and looked at her for a m

Well, I'm not rich; this must be the reason I don't understand them. "So, are you guys going to just look at us?" Cassandra asked when none of us cared to speak to her. "How about you move out of our way, Cassandra?" Maddox said as he gripped my hand a little tighter. His voice was in command. Cassandra scoffed, shaking her head. "Is that all that you have to say to me, huh?" "I don't have anything to say to you, Cassy. Get out of our way." Cassandra laughs sinisterly, and of course, her friends join her as well. They look like a bunch of clowns entertaining each other. Funny.

************************* At Elliot's group lunch break Cassandra walked towards the coffee shop adjacent to the company where she went with Carolina the other day and she was surprised to find the lady there already even though they planned to meet there. She is punctual for a cocku lady! Cassandra thought and she walked towards the girl. "How are you?" Cassandra asked, smiling at Carolina but the smoke was not returned. "You don't have to act that way, we are not friends," Carolina says sharply and Cassandra felt awkward but she was able to mask it.

00Cassandra suddenly stood up and said coldly, "You're too self-righteous. I won't gamble with you. I just don't like you. You're not a monster that eats people, so I'm not afraid of you. Also, I don't like to listen to your love history, so don't always tell me about you and your ex-wife. I'm very disgusted. To be honest, I'm not enjoying this lunch." 00After she said that, she pulled out the chair and turned to leave.

Cassandra was working late at her clothing factory. She had gotten a contract to create outfits for a top musician’s tour and she was running behind schedule. She was working long hours with her team to meet up with the orders. On that particular night, she was worried. It was almost 2.00 am, three hours since she had called her sister, Alexis, and had not heard back from her. It was very unusual of her; their mother had also mentioned how Alexis had left Canada after Elena had an episode. That was also very odd to Cassandra.

Emily said behind Cassandra, she had glided silently into the room. "Thank you, I just wish the outfit came with a mask," Cassandra muttered, turning to look at the girl. "Oh come on, you can't still be thinking about that," Emily laughed, her blue eyes twinkling. "I can't think about anything else! I spent an hour with my new boss telling him about how much I love anime and asking if he knows where they sell cosplay costumes," Cassandra vented. She looked at the carpeted floor and wondered how probable it was that It would open up and just swallow her whole.

Mark inquired while opening the envelope- that was handed to him by Cassandra with curiousness. But instead of answering- Cassandra had only gestured to Mark to see what was inside- of the envelope. When Mark had finally seen what was; inside the envelope, he suddenly laughed loudly. The crisp laughter would make anyone who hears about it- without question be; infected with the hearty laugh, but one person was not happy hearing the laughter of; Mark. Since for her, instead of hearty laughter- it was more of an evil laugh. Cassandra unconsciously shivers when Mark had; chuckled for at least a minute. For her, instead of calming her- it was more of a death sentence. Every second Cassandra stay

Dillon’s POV I was frozen in place. They didn’t see me watching them. Cassandra was clearly very drunk. She was stumbling all over the place, laughing with abandon. Her face was painted like a tiger, her hand was a tangled mess. She pointed at Jordyn. “In another life,” Cassandra said to him, “we work.” Her words hit me like a sucker punch to the stomach. What was she talking about? Why was she saying that? Her engagement ring glittered in the backyard lights.