Cassandra Dee Books Novels & Stories

I said Cassie has been in a coma for six days now. I have hardly had the strength to leave her bed. Johnny and Martin have taken turns looking after the children. The eldest three have come and visited their mother every day. The doctor said that since she is an Omega she will have a hard time healing. She also said if Cassie would wake up that would tell us she will survive so every day I have to pray to the Moon Goddess not to take Cassie away from me.

They were a passing thing. Yanta looked at the notices that were hanged on the notice board. The notices read: “Darrish Drinkwell, our greatest storyteller, is returning to scene with a second tome of his Tales Untold. The Hartin and Dartin Company are planning to publish a legend book. We will ask Drinkwell to write one more, if he accepts, well, you know the rest. Plan in advance, good folk; this is an opportunity unlike any other. You won’t cheaper copies that ours.

The house smelled like wood smoke and jasmine. Cassandra had burned a candle after deleting the digital copies of her journals, the forgeries that had been shared across every corner of the internet. The real versions, handwritten in leather-bound books, remained locked in a small chest at the base of her closet. Until tonight. “I want to read from them,” she said. Claire blinked. “Live?” Cassandra nodded. “If they’re going to turn my pain into headlines, then I’ll speak the truth myself. I’ll give them the unedited version.”

********** Cassandra went to the vacation house to stay for a while because she won't face Black for a while, his rejection said it all and now she was ready to ruin everything. The only thing holding her back was no longer there. The next thing on her agenda is how to kill Daphne and her four kids. She was getting ready to visit the gang hideout when an unknown number showed on her screen. She was hesitant to pick up for a while but since she’s the dangerous one, she picked up the call. “Hey Cassie, are you okay?” Arlo’s voice rang out from the other end of the phone. “Arlo? Yes, I’m okay… where are you?” She asked.

Fuck! “My name is Kellina and I am the Crimson Priestess.”

Just a single message: **You think you've won, Cassandra. You haven't seen what I'm capable of. Be ready.**

Her cognac-dyed eyes widened and her lips were parted from the sequel, unable to close again. What is this? Remy you rascal, what the fuck have you been reading? The first title that jumped up was that of a bright red-covered book with the words "Conversation Casanova" written over it in capitals. And that was the most decent title... or book. The other ones had titles that shall not be said with contents that shall not be mentioned. Is this... this is how he got Jasmine? No way. These... W*****d books were better than these. Ryder couldn't look away from the books on her laptop's screen, her lips twitching, reconsidering some decisions she had taken lately.

I tried to roll my eyes but couldn't help smiling at Dee's cute face. "Addy, I am hungry", He whined suddenly, and I smiled. Both of us went to the kitchen and first ate our chocolates, and then I made pasta for him. After eating our food, Dee needed to do his homework, so we both went to Ryan's office. Dee started doing his homework while asking me questions in between, and I roamed all over the room to search for an interesting book. My gaze stopped on a very old-looking white book that grabbed my attention. I took it from the shelf "THE LEGEND OF WHITE WOLF AND THE CURSE ON MOON GODDESS"... {curse???.... that's new... I have not heard anything like that even in the books that I have read

Then she gave them her phone with the password and told them all the very secrets were in there and they should help her plead with Grace. “What? Is this real? What am I reading? Is this a dream? She was trying to destroy you?” Cassandra said, her voice laced with shock. “You are not done reading; just continue reading. Just read all that Jezebel, the daughter of the devil, did to make sure she killed me, but I am glad she did succeed.” Grave said, beckoning Cassandra to read more of the content. Cassandra decided to keep quiet and finish up before spilling all she had to say, then she continued reading.

she said with some annoyance. "Cassarina, you'll know the book I'm talking about once you see it. Just open your eyes," the woman said. Cassarina stared at the old woman who had come to be her mentor and teacher in her black robe. She sighed and got back to work. As she checked the middle of the shelf, a certain book struck her observation. It had the title The Kingdom Itself: Snails on it. "That's a strange name for a kids' story," she whispered but bypassed it and continued the search.