Cassandra Iliad Novels & Stories

Camila stood up and they both headed into the cave, it was dark and damp. "is this advisable?" Camila asked as they walked deeper into the cave. It became darker and darker as they went further till they could hardly see themselves. "Roman?" Camila called softly. She stretched out her hands trying to feel him in the darkness. She couldn't. Suddenly, she felt something grab her. She screamed so loud, her voice echoed in the cave. Roman burst into laughter as he pulled her close to his chest. Camila didn't find it one bit amusing. She almost burst into tears at this.

he concluded. Cassandra walks angrily back inside the house and felt so angry at her dad. The rate of her anger this days can't be predicted and she always tried to regulate her anger. 'Why am I so angry' she whispered as their maid stared at her has she hurried in. She got into the room and checked in her earring box she noticed that none of them could suit her dress. She peeped under the shelf and saw that the earring is at the middle of the shelf... She then wanted to try it and holding the edge of the shelf she lifted it like it was just a tiny box. She got shocked and dropped it... It banged and her father could hear it from downstairs...

Within a few minutes, she received the attacker's information from an anonymous source. "Wow, I did not expect this." She mumbled in amazement as her eyes skimmed past the files. PS: *The organisation Hila used to work in was divide into many groups called clans. There were the main branches: Hian Hoshi Hian Ji Hian Fang Hian Lao These groups were considered to birth the best assasins, with the Hian Hoshi (Hila's clan) at the topmost. I This explains why she easily got information from the Elder.

I could not drive him away because I felt I was feeling too weak. "Because of the infidelity scene you did, my son disappeared! My son died! You know I was pregnant but you still managed to play in front of me even though there was a chance that my children and I would ruin! What kind of person are you! How many times have you ruined us? my babies! "I shrieked and finally fell to my feet. Andrei quickly supported me. "My brother's life is also at stake at that moment Cassandra!" she shouted back and cried again.

He turned back just enough to sneer. “You talk well for someone who’s never held a gun,” he said, voice gravel-dark. Cassandra didn’t blink. “And you think muscle alone wins wars? Men like you bleed out in alleys. Men like me,” she paused, letting her gaze cut him clean, “write the maps you get lost in.” Baldassare’s jaw tightened. Niccolò’s soft chuckle slithered through the smoke as he followed. “She has teeth, Baldo,” Niccolò murmured. “Careful before you lose a finger.”

The air was thick with the scent of expensive perfume and the low, aggressive hum of political maneuvering. “We are walking into a viper pit, Elara,” Adrian murmured, his voice low, intimate, and completely masked by the ambient noise. He guided me past a grouping of society matrons whose eyes raked over the emerald silk with undisguised jealousy. “Every single person here knows about Cassandra’s attack and your past. They are waiting for you to flinch.” “They will wait a long time,” I countered, my voice a steady, low current. I looked up at him, injecting my gaze with the absolute conviction he had demanded. “I am wearing the conviction. Tell me the first strike, Adrian. Who is the first v

Cassandra paced the ivory-tiled antechamber outside her rooms, the midnight oil guttering in the sconces and painting her silhouette in twitching shadows. The palace slept—or pretended to—but her mind surged with cold, bright purpose. Tomorrow’s Combat of the Courts would spill every rival talent onto the Sapphire Arena, and one well-timed stroke there could turn rumor into obituary. Elianna would enter veiled, guarded, distracted by ceremony; Cassandra would enter armed with secrets.

Hera agreed. Cassandra became excited. "I spoke with Leo this morning. He said he doesn't have any problem if you don't" she lied easily. Hera wanted to roll her eyes at the blatant lie. But held back. Instead, she smiled shyly. When Cassandra is busy explaining about the wedding details, Hera slipped one green pill into her juice glass. They waited with batted breath for Cassandra to drink the spiked juice. When she didn't, they began to get frustrated. Cassandra pushed her chair to stand up and leave, but Hera stopped her.

Cassandra beat Grandma Adella to preparing breakfast that morning. She enjoyed the older woman’s meals but wanted to prepare something for Eros. She had never made a meal for him before. Also, she wanted it as a bribe to see her father. She was whisking the eggs when Eros came bounding into the kitchen. He was shirtless, and the sight of his biceps distracted Cassandra a little. He had been flaunting his chest lately, and Cassandra didn’t understand why. Was he trying to seduce her, or was he trying to remind her of how much sex appeal he has?

Nero’s boots pounded against the carpet as he stormed out of the hallway, the echo of the neighbor’s words still searing his mind like a brand. Lila, marrying *Cassian Magnus*. The heir of the Magnus empire, same empire he was once the heir off. The name alone was venom on his tongue, conjuring the memory of that night—Cassian’s laugh as they tortured and then burnt his mother alive, the same evil laugh he laughed as they tore his sister away to God knows where. Even Lila’s trembling form, Cassian’s smug leer, the crack of the lantern against the man’s head.