Cassandra King Books Novels & Stories

During the night security in the harem was tight but in the day she could roam wherever she pleased, however limited. The library is where she spent all her time, no one went there, not even the King. She’d read lots of books, mostly ones of adventure and the outside world. And in this place she saw the prince. Clang! Clang! She heard weapons clashing against one another. Keanna sprung to her feet and wrapped her robe around her, she ran off outside. This was her last chance to live and step outside. For when a new king ascends the throne, the women of the previous King will either be released or killed. There was no guarantee she’d escape safely, however she still wanted to leave.

Esmeralda's POV "Should I go back? No, I guess it's too late now." I contemplated. I tore the lower end of my gown as I walked further into the woods. I was running from Gustavo, the number one drug leader in Columbia, to whom I unfortunately married. I was running for my dear life but the safety of my boys weighed heavy on my heart.

Cassandra wished she too should have learned how to remain hidden. ‘Every time I close my eyes, I see someone dying, someone getting hurt. I don’t even know why images of our king flash in my mind. His golden curls, himation bellowing in the wind, and his armor shining under the sun. son of Zeus! What does this mean? Why is Apollo showing me these flashes? Will anything ominous happen to him? God forbid! "

At the damned, rotting court that fed on misery and pretended it was tradition. If I was being honest, I was furious at the entire kingdom. My fists clenched until my knuckles went white, until the bones ground together, until my skin felt like it might tear. It was either that or punch a hole through the wall. And even then, I wasn’t convinced it would take the edge off. Cassandra had never been meant for shadows. She wasn’t a woman to be hidden behind closed doors or shuffled through forgotten corridors like some shameful secret. She was not contraband, not something smuggled behind the king’s back, not a forbidden indulgence I should feel guilty for wanting.

EPISODE 16 VIDA I went to Cassandra's house but she was not home.I had to call her and she told me she was on her way. She came minutes later and I quickly hugged her crying. "Cassy am tired of all this..I am tired.Kingston cheated on me.He betrayed me again😭😭"I cried "Calm down Vida"She said opening her door and we entered her house.I sat on the couch and she also did.

I look down and find my wrist caught within Cassandra’s wrinkle crested hand as she leans in inconspicuously while glancing over my shoulder, checking the departing others were out of ear reach. “Do not hold back. You must claim what is yours. These cities and those living within them have suffered far too long under the tyranny of these self-serving Kings. I know your mate may be one, and from what I hear, he is kind. But others across this land are not like yours. They are cruel and stuck within the old ways. No matter what they try, do not allow them to prevent you from taking what is yours. I can sense great things from you, child. My premonitions are never wrong, so I stress, do not al

"What do you mean?" Cassandra looked toward the crackling fireplace. "I wanted to see how far he'd go to protect his wife." "And?" A slow, chilling smile spread across Cassandra's face. "He would tear the world apart for her. The king has revealed his greatest weakness." She picked up another photograph of Lorenzo and Lorrie, placing it firmly on the chessboard. "Now... it's time to sacrifice another piece." At that exact moment, her phone buzzed. She read the incoming message, and her smile widened. "It seems our guest has finally arrived."

“Go get ready, we can start after breakfast.” The fates were kind to Daniel in the days Nicholas was gone from the Woods. He spent most everyday locked up in the library or out on walks with Rosemary. As he stood before a mural in the library of the great king striking down the beastly enemy, Rosemary came to his side and slid her arm through his. “His name is King Asnamar. Does he look familiar to you?” Shaking his head, Daniel twisted his lips to the side as he considered it. “No, not really. Should he?”

I started. "As you all know, voting for Homecoming King & Queen are Thursday 'till five on room 222. The nomenies are... For Queen, Mckenzie Gordon, Britney Williams, Tiffany Davis, Hanna Smith and Ziigwan Woods. For King, Cole Cook, Hunter Moore, John Brown, Logan Miller and King ThunderBird..." I couldn't help it I stared at King for five seconds he was watching me and whisper "Go on Ogimaakwe. Don't be wierd." No one heard. too much cheering inside the Cafeteria.

Walking among the crowd like the King he was, Damien climbed the stairs before sitting on the large throne chair as his secretary Melissa immediately stepped forward to place the throne crown on his head. "I want to do that." Jasmine suddenly said, confused. Since almost everyone was silent because of the presence of the king, everyone heard her words crystal clear and looked at the girl strangely. "Do what, Jazz?" Daniel asked awkwardly. "I also want to sit on that thing," Jasmine said like it was the most normal thing in the world, and everyone in the room gasped at the insolent girl, who was disrespecting the king like this.