Cassandra Virgin River Novels & Stories

Both were somehow important, and the feeling urged her pheromones to press to the surface. “What do you mean, your heritage?” Jace asked. The anger had drained from his voice, but confusion pinched his brow. Cassy swallowed the unease building in her chest, the touch of the two men at her side helping her to push through and finally tell him the truth. “It’s what I wanted to tell you tonight. I promise I was going to tell you.” She took a breath, then said what she should’ve said a while ago. “My name is Cassandra Vermont, and my mum is Agatha Vermont, the Royal Luna and mate of King William, my father. Though he thinks we’re both dead, and we’d like to keep it that way.”

I wait until she is away from the door and quietly move behind her. "I told you to leave" I say, clearly scaring her as she jumps at the sudden noise. she stares wide eyed as my vampire side has come out fully. " why didn't you leave?" I ask her getting angry that she's so damn stubborn. I step toward her "what is your name?" I ask her "T, Tansia" she stutters as I keep getting closer, her name is amazing, everything about her is so breathtaking, so much so that when I step right up to her I can't control the primal urges anymore.

Fuck it I’ll print the fact I'm mated to a murderer on banners and hang them from the clifftops if it means getting to embrace this force of nature as my own. “You’re going to find out…if you're game,” taking my first step into the water. Still fully clothed, my boots splashed just as Cassandra vanished. She’s underwater. The chase is on. She erupts out of the waves about twenty meters away, she must have ridden a current. Splashing through the waves I finally see her hips, all the dips and curves of her thighs, waist and chest and feel my inner wolf brimming with pride and possession. I want her.

I looked around the bed and that's when I noticed the red patch and white stains on the bed. The white stains was probably me reaching my climax but the red stains? Was she.... Oh my gosh.. Was she a virgin? What did I do? I slowly let myself out of her grasp and got out of the bed. I picked up my clothes that were thrown on the bed and wore it. It reeked of alcohol which means I was drunk and in my drunken state, I came here for comfort and we had sex. So what's the big deal? The big deal is that she was a virgin.

AUTHOR'S POV At the Ridgewood Pack [Screaming] [Moaning] [More Moaning] Cassandra Maximoff, Calista's elder sister, was letting out some high-pitched moans at the Alpha’s Chambers. She was romped up in a steamy session with her dear lover, Zora. Cassandra was doing her thing on the top of Zora’s stiff rod; she was riding him with all her strength, but she unintentionally fell on Zora’s broad chest, after he released his seeds inside of her.

“But love without possession is nothing. He chose her, Grace, and in doing so, he chose against you. That wound will never close until you own what was denied to you. Think of this not as cruelty, but as correction.” Catherine’s throat worked, but she said nothing. Vivienne let her hand drop. Her gaze returned to the window, where the estate’s gardens lay in shadow. “Tomorrow we flush them again. The men have already boxed in the street near that wretched motel but I want more than bullets and car chases. Fear is a better weapon.” She reached for the desk and clicked on a small recorder. From it came the faintest sound: a baby’s cry, recorded earlier, tinny but real enough to twist the gut.

The mate bond between them was broken but Cassandra didn't stop at that, she used a knife to carve the word ‘THIEF’ on her body and she cut off the junk of flesh that was on her shoulder where she was marked even though the mark was fine during the breaking off process of the mate bond. She then killed her after that, she hanged her body for the vultures to feed on it. She had given Damon her virginity the night that they market themselves, she was appointed as the Luna of the pack and Damon's parents love her like their daughter. Franklin and Carla came to beg for forgiveness and she did because they did the right thing. She knew that they can't be blamed when all the faults are in the hand

Though she was a virgin, she knew exactly how it was done, thanks to the various adult sites her cousin Claire frequently visited on her computer. But this was the first time she had seen a man doing it live, right in front of her. Not to mention that the man was Ram Jordan—the ridiculously handsome multi-billionaire. And God forbid, he had no idea that she was there. ‘Live… I am seeing this live?’ She whispered again, suddenly feeling like she needed to pee. Her lower abdomen felt tight, and even though she was innocent, she knew this wasn’t something that could be relieved by just going to the bathroom.

She sniffed and held my gaze, her eyes were glistening with tears. “Isn’t this how your mother came into my father’s life? Seduced my father and broke his mate's heart, isn’t it the same thing you’re doing to me? So what do you want to explain, how much of a bitch you are! Sleeping with other people’s mates is your thing!” I yelled at her, Lana was vexed, she was holding back not ripping out her face and pulling out her hair. “No! Cassandra, I am not that kind of a person!” She shouted with tears streaming down her face.

“He was just a kid.” “I won’t explain myself to you. But, I will say, I would rather kill one now, than burn a whole city to the ground later.” She gestured to the phone. “There, make your call.” Cassandra walked to the window her back to the room, she watched the ocean. How she longed to be adrift, far from her responsibilities and land. Maybe one day. She nearly laughed. Her curse was to be bound to land. And her oath to her mother would always keep her grounded. She listened as Olivia spoke to her mother. She told her she needed a break, and that she was sorry to drop her with no warning. Her mother obviously worried that her father had something to do with her sudden disappearance must h