Cassandra Of Troy Novels & Stories

« Cyrus, I guess that you brought something that belonged to her. We need to find Cassandra. » « Who’s Cassandra? » I inquired. « Did you forget? She is his fiancé. She went missing for a couple of days, » replied Edward. « Thank you for helping us, » said Cyrus. Cyrus took a normal necklace from his pocket and gave it to me. I examined it, it was normal in its appearance, but it was enchanted. I liked it from the first sight. I don’t like extravagant things too. Cassandra must be a mage; this is some high staff magic. I pulled a chair that was empty in the corner of the room and sat down. I closed my eyes and focused on the necklace.

ass and made me see her first design. “Here it is! This first dress is an off-shoulder mermaid dress. Its fabric is going to be embroidered with exquisite floral décor. I made it simple, but its simplicity will speak for itself like an extinct creature, nobody else could ever have such beauty, but only you.” Her eyes were twinkling like the stars. How I wish I have a cousin like her. She then flipped the page to show me the second design. “This one on the other hand is a trumpet dress and it will be adorned with 500 crystals. Once you walk down the aisle it will be like walking on the clouds. As the lights hit the crystals you will be entering the world of fairies. What I really wanted on bo

Pandora We stand there eyeing each other. Undressing each other with your eyes. The tension was growing slowly but with its intensity reaching a whole new level for me. As we’re accepting each other as mates. Letting that attraction sink in and wake up our deepest desires. Ones that we never knew we were craving. Lua can’t wait for us to claim those greek gods ‘cause that’s what they are. Never have I ever seen such handsome men. I take one step closer to them trying to close the distance between us and before I know it I’m trapped in their embrace. My body is tingling with their touch. Lua is howling so loud out of happiness that I’m pretty sure they can hear her. “It’s so good to be finall

the woman announced as she walked behind him and kissed his neck, she smiled as she looked at us, she stayed leaning near Arimas whilst he played with her hair "I'm Thomas Birch, of the Unitaur coven, and ...." "Wait didn't you say you were from black wolf?" the woman insisted standing up straight now, even Arimas sat up straight. "No, he said we had just come from there, we were only visiting" I corrected "I'm Anastasia, queen of the seven kingdoms" Arimas stood up so fast I thought he might get whiplash, he put his drink down on the table near the sofa and started buttoning his shirt, I wanted to laugh at the sight

The world of arts was never easy to walk on yet they were the inspirations, the role model, the people that proved that you can get to the top and that you are able to achieve it when put your passion and effort onto it. They shine the brightest, today but Lyra stood out the most. Lyra brought Anita’s masterpiece into life. She was the protagonist, the center of the show. It was about a woman who became a spirit of the forest as a punishment for having hunting innocent animals. She was told by the deity that she would only be freed when she feels an equal pain of those innocent animals. The deity also told her that deeper in the forest there’s a cave where its heart rest. The most important

Tall, dark red stilettos. She’s wearing a sating dress that clings onto her body perfectly, complemented by the dazzling jewelry around her neck and wrists. Her hair, her smile, her eyes, she looks incredible. I soon realise that she is not the woman I met last night. Something has changed, and her aura has shifted into something dangerous. Tristan’s body is still turned to me, but his eyes are fixed on Bella, with his lips slightly parted in awe. Her scent fills the room. “Miss Ward, please have a seat.”

Heat flooded my face, "Who are you?" "I'm Cassandra," she said. "I used to run this compound with Kade before I left to do more important things, now I'm back to help deal with the Council situation." "We don't need your help," Kade said flatly. "Really?" Cassandra turned back to him, eyebrow raised. "Because from what I hear, you've got Aldric the Butcher hunting on your borders, the Council is planning something big, and your secret weapon is an untrained Omega who can barely control her power." She glanced at me again. "No offense."

His eyes were locked on the woman. "You haven't answered my question," he said, his tone low and laced with a deadly threat. "Who did you say you are?" She took another step forward, her head held high. "My name, my dear Hades, is Cassandra Kalashnikov. And I believe you have something of mine. A very valuable something. She's in that building, isn't she?" She gestured to the hospital with a sweep of her hand. Hades's mind went completely blank. Cassandra Kalashnikov? No. It wasn't possible. The Kalashnikovs were all dead. The last one was Vladimir. But this woman... her face... her eyes... "What are you talking about? Who are you?"

It smelled like incense, the aroma rich and complex, with notes of sandalwood and myrrh. My eyes slowly fell on her tattooed arms, my curiosity piqued. The tattoos weren't the usual ones, at least not a pattern I knew, consisting mostly of letters and Cyrillic-like characters that seemed to dance across her skin. I found myself drawn to the tattoos, wondering what story they told and what secrets they held. My question was, why so many? Almost seventy percent of her upper body was covered in it. "You are looking at my arms?" Lyanna raised them up. "These, are the words of our Goddess and ancient scriptures. You know of our Goddess right? The one that created us?"

They had done what no army, no weapon, no magic could achieve: they had turned love into the ultimate weapon, a force that annihilated evil itself. Jaiyana allowed herself a moment to breathe, feeling the dawn warmth on her skin and the fierce heartbeat of her companion beneath her. This was the crescendo she had fought for, the final victory she had earned. The morning light glinted off the Chakram, Vajra Spear, Trident, and her pendant, a signal to the world: the goddess and her tiger were unstoppable.