Cassandra Dee Books Novels & Stories

"What are you doing here? And my name is Cassandra." Ignoring my question, his dark eyes took a lazy stroll over my body. In my pink pajama pants and long gray sweater, I stood straight under his heated gaze. I didn't care if he judged. I was very much comfortable in my clothes. Though his eyes one me like he had never seen a woman in his life bothered me. Even fully covered, I felt naked. Clearing my throat, I managed to bring his eyes back to mine. "Well?" I raised a brow. Roaming his gaze over my features, he stepped inside before closing the door behind him.

The Courtesan's story will continue after school break, so expect book 2 soon... For now enjoy this bonus story.... ******* Prologue. Sleigh bells ring and the all too familiar sounds of classic Christmas music pour in through my earbuds as I walked down the snow-crusted sidewalk. Closing my eyes, I hummed along to the tune of “Hark! The Herald Angels Sing With lyrics written by Charles Wesley,.” Sad to say, this is probably as Christmassy as I'm going to get.

From the words I could pick up I assumed she should be Hyacinth. "Frank?" I called out when I realized that it'll take a while before they noticed me and stood close to the cushion he was occupying at the moment feeling a bit awkward. "Hey babe," he drew me into his lap and pecked my forehead before introducing us "Hyacinth meet my girlfriend Cassandra, babe my publicity manager Hyacinth." she stretched her dainty hands at me and gave me a radiant smile which I returned and shook her hands. "It's a pleasure to officially meet you" she greeted cheerfully, her smile too wide for the morning.

"What exactly do you want, Delia?" "I want you, Cassius. I miss having you. I miss being... with you," she murmured, her voice trembling as she stepped closer. I pulled her roughly by the neck and captured her lips. Her breath hitched, and she melted against me. But as our lips met, there was nothing. No spark. No fire. Just an empty void. Damn. It tasted nothing like Crystal’s lips, which I couldn’t get enough of. It lacked the chaos and heat that Crystal—ignited in me.

“Sure.” Cassandra watched her ride away as fast as she had come. If there were two people who knew everything about her, then it was Megan Brooks and Cattleya Kir. Two people who she knew she could trust with her life. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

Little did he know that Cassandra's visions were not always straightforward, often shrouded in symbolism and open to interpretation. Cassandra, with her piercing gaze and serene demeanor, shared a vision with Zane—a glimpse of a possible future where Claire and Dakota appeared together. The image stirred confusion and longing within Zane's heart, causing him to question the nature of his feelings and the dynamics of his relationships. In this vision, Zane saw himself standing in front of Dakota, and he seem stronger than ever before.

SERRA’S POV I was confused—utterly disoriented. The book had sucked me in, and now I was here? What in the hell was happening? My thoughts spiraled like a storm I couldn’t control. “I’m your roommate,” Dee said softly, stepping closer. She had sleek black hair, dark glowing skin, and wore brownish cargo pants with a fitted blouse. A suitcase dangled from her hand, and she smiled brightly. I couldn’t help but return the smile. She was beautiful—her pale brows contrasted perfectly against her deep complexion.

Why would she pretend to be interested in Ryder then? Cassandra was nicely dressed compared to the other girls but she totally fit into that group of girls. She was wearing a baby pink crop top with a white skirt reaching her mid thighs. It barely covered her butt when she perched down low to whisper into Ryder’s ears. The fact that the guys were associated with such kind of girls made me sick. This kind of girls could be as poisonous as snakes. Deceitful! They would swiftly change their colors if needed. It was in their nature to merge right into someone just for their sole interest and profit. My belly churned with a sickening feeling. I tried hard to focus on my food but I had lost my app

Waffle said and gave her the books, without even waiting for her reply she dismissed. "To Karl?", She asked herself as she held the books. " Isn't Karl also one of the bad boys, maybe am just overthinking things",Precious said to herself as she carried the book on her hands with her heading to Karl's dorm. Few minutes later Precious got to the hostel, she heaved a sigh and stretched," Dammit this is punishment in hell",She said to herself before taking the stair up to the dorm. She got to the door and looked up reading the number written ontop,"Number seven, this is it",She said to herself before she knocked on the door. She knocked again and the door automatically opened itself as she fell

I promised. And it is a promise I intend to keep. TBC Don't forget to click on my book HiS LITTLE MINIONS Here's a sneak peek Chapter 1 Men, Huge In-between~ Cassandra "Hmm. I've always wondered about Greek Gods and the Plutonian's men with coçk so huge they'll destroy your pússy as they thrust into you with deep strokes, eliciting dark pleasures and desire so raw, you'd see stars." My best friend said, flipping the pages of her book.