Cassian And Nesta Novels & Stories

Selene leaned in slowly, closing the space between her and Damien with calculated ease. The soft shimmer of her crimson dress caught the dim amber light, her perfume drifting over him like a spell. She let his thumb trace lines across her face, tilting her head to invite the sharp nip of his teeth and the heat of his kisses. Then, her voice—a feather-light whisper—cut through the low thrum of the bass outside. “I really think… Cassian is just trying to make you look like a fool.”

Yeah I should talk to him, maybe he just won't let me know about annulment. Andrei arrived just in time with his friend. "Sorry it took so long" my husband apologized. "It's okay" I said. "Maybe you already know my companion but for formality let me introduce my friend, Daevon Castanio, Daevon here's my wife Cassandra and her friend Ayesha." Daevon immediately offered his hand so I was about to shake it but Andrei avoided my hand. I heard Daevon smirked before he transferred to my friend. "Nice to see you again miss" and then he smiled.

I turned to the sound of the voice, and I saw Jason strolling in, and he was coming to me. They immediately parted ways, stopped blocking my path, and retreated their steps. While Jason made his way toward me and I glared at the soldiers who had blocked my path. I took my gaze back to Jason, his eyes were on my luggage and he stared back at me. “Cassandra, just go back.” He pleaded, giving me those sad faces, I wouldn’t have been able to resist them then but it only irritates me now. “Let’s put an end to all of this madness.”

I needed to find Kale, but first I needed to find Lila and end this, before she bled us dry. I was halfway back toward the Tower when I found Cassian leaning against a steel pillar near the exit, arms crossed, that same smug, unreadable look plastered across his too-handsome face. "You look tensed, Alpha," he drawled lazily. I didn't slow down. "What do you want?" Cassian straightened, falling into step beside me. "We need to talk about Celina," he said. That stopped me cold. "The hell about her?" I growled.

Nathan began to speak. "You don’t speak while I do, you worthless piece of shit," Cassius cut in, and Nathan felt a pang of anger. He couldn’t do a thing! "Tatiana is off-limits. Well, you won’t even have the time to come after her since I’ll be taking you down," Cassius chuckled. Nathan’s eyes met his. "See ya," Cassius turned to Dylan, who was a bit distant from him. He signaled for him to come, and Dylan did. Cassius crouched before him and ruffled his hair.

“I want you both to take me at the same time. I need both of my men in me. I need you both filling me.” Leyla could see the struggle in his eyes. She looked over him and saw Dren sitting to the side, a strained expression marring his natural good looks. He wanted it so bad he could taste it. She wanted to give it to him. She wanted to make them both happy. This she could do. Cassian dropped his head to hers and drew in a deep breath. When he suddenly rolled over, carrying her with him, she squealed. His smile repaired some of the pieces of her heart that had broken away. He looked over toward Dren and nodded.

“How was your day?” “Collette and I went to a private art exhibition by Neel Hans, the retired artist,” Cassian says, and at the mention of Collette’s name, my heart drops. I try to push the feeling away, but just thinking of her being around him makes my chest tighten. I keep my face neutral, forcing a smile as he describes the art, his voice alive with passion. He talks about everything with such intensity, it’s beautiful to witness.

The room was dark, a dim light casting a soft glow. The scent of sandalwood mixed with something else, something I couldn't place my finger on, filled the air. It was sweet and masculine, addictive. “Natalia," Cassian spoke, his hard gaze fixed on me. "We can both agree this is an unfortunate situation." I scoffed, glaring daggers at him. "But like I said, I'll be honouring the moon goddess. So you have no choice but to comply." He continued.

" She told Cassie. Cassie thanked her and put it in the pocket that was in the folds of her skirt. "Where are you and Nathan going on your Honeymoon" Aunt Jess asked. "We are going to Cairo, I have always wanted to go there, and it works out well Nathan has some business to attend to so it will be perfect." Cassie said. I hope not to much business; it would be boring siting alone in the hotel alone. " Jess said. "I will not be alone. We are taking Susan with us we will do some site seeing and shopping while we are there," Cassie told them.

My mother at the ninth station from the bottom. Cassian and Kael on the line too, an argument I wasn't present for and lost anyway. Cassian's case, as it came back to me, was that there is nothing in the mechanic about being a woman, there is only something in it about having a set of lungs the Pale cannot open, and that he and Kael are the only two men in the north who qualify, and that he had not walked nine winters of that country in order to stand on a step and hold a stick. Nesta on the lowest station of all, on ring nineteen, because there is no argument that works on Nesta.