Cassidy Afton Novels & Stories

Meekey whispered. “I didn’t do it for you,” Tasha said. “I did it because she deserves closure—one way or another.” The line went dead. Later that afternoon, Maya made her way to the café near Jefferson Park. She sat by the window, sipping coffee she didn’t want, waiting. She had seen a picture of Zoe once smiling beside Natalie on a community newsletter website. Black braids. Sharp jawline. Big hoop earrings and a stare that said don’t mess with me unless you mean it.

“Look at how you’re being treated.. Do you know the cause of all this? ….. Damien “ she said and Ariel started seeing some reasons in what Layla was saying. “If he had never been so mean and harsh to you, insulting you, tarnishing your life.. trust me, no maid would dare to be so rude to you “ Layla said but it wasn’t enough to convince Ariel. She didn’t want to be termed a rogue after her death. She could only imagine the number of times her parents had died over and over again whenever she was being reminded they were rogues. Even though she couldn’t get a peaceful life and one filled with love, she wanted it in the afterlife. She wanted peace, joy and love in the afterlife. She wanted tha

My tears are running down now. “You, Cassandra Davis: a boring, insecure, ugly, with nothing but plain face and body . You, Cassandra Davis, who doesn't even know what she wants in life, who she is, think that you can make me, the great Justin Black, happy?” And he and everyone continued to laugh while my tears turned to full blown crying.

RILEY Cassidy was thirty-one years old and she lived in an apartment in the Alberta Arts District that had good light and the particular organized sparseness of someone who'd been deliberately building a life outside the structures they'd been born into and had gotten very good at needing only what was genuinely necessary. She opened the door and looked at me and I looked at her and there was the same moment there had been with Daria and with Theo: the specific recognition of something shared, delivered through the face, through the quality of attention.

Cassidy was tired, she couldn't let out her frustration by dancing, and on top of all that, she needed to finish her homework that didn't make any sense to her. She was on the verge of crying when Wren left telling her that he had somewhere else to be. Her work was far from done and then Edmond texted, telling her that Dillon was caught kissing a boy so she should be ready for another call from the headmaster. Cassidy was breaking apart when she saw Rowan walk into the little restaurant laughing with a beautiful-looking woman. The silver fox looked stunningly handsome and the woman by his side looked sophisticated with her business suit and stilettos.

Luka asked me, cutting Katie's sentence, and I nodded unsure if my voice was clear or would sound like a croaking frog. Mr Daven hadn’t sat back down, he was standing by the desk with his jaw slightly gaped open. Katie slowly turned to me, her face had gone pale with so many expressions that I almost felt sorry for her… almost. “You.” She spoke quietly. “Cassie Hale, a wolfless omega… all three of them chose you?” “Katie.” Caspian’s voice was low with a warning tone. Biting her lip, she grabbed her bag from the floor beside the chair, tucked it over her shoulder, and walked out the door quietly.

Cassidy said excitedly. Cassidy ended up dressing her in black sweat pants, a white tank top, black, white and silver Jordans, and a black crop leather jacket. She curled her hair and did her make-up. She then added a cap on her head, together with some chunky jewellery. By the time she was done, the girls were impressed. “You look hot enough to turn me,” Ivy winked. “You just connected with Cain,” Calypso reminded with a laugh. Isla wiggled her eyebrows. “Doesn’t mean you look any less hot.”

The male voice behind me made my spine stiffen. I turned slowly, my champagne glass held like a shield. A man in his late thirties stood there, sandy-blond hair, expensive suit, a smile that didn't reach his eyes. I recognized him immediately from my research. Brad Ashford. Tech CEO. Married. Father of two. Cassie had fucked him three years ago in Miami. Had sent Blake a photo of them together, just to hurt him. Fawn wasn't sure if they had met up after that time. But she had seen he was someone listed to attend tonight.

" Susan said and went back the way they had come. Cassie stood in front of the door and stood up straight with a smile on her face she knock on the door. Cassie was dressed in a light blue chiffon dress that was embroidered with tiny white flowers on the dress and skirt. She kept her hair down to hide the bruises. Cassie was about to knock on the door when it opened. A man who looked almost like Nathan but older was opening the door. "Ah, Lady Cassie I presume. Mother I will be right back, Cassie is here, "he yelled into the room "Stop your yelling, just come in Cassie, you don't need to wait in the hall or knock" Laura said taking her by the hand. "Sorry Lady Hawksworth, " Cassie said putti

“Daisy Greene passed away during childbirth, and since she had no family in Bay City, we chose to adopt her newborn—Cassidy.” Cassie’s brow arched ever so slightly. She hadn’t expected Madame Rima to dig this deep—nor to parade her origins so publicly, at an event of this magnitude. Zandrie shifted beside her, his expression darkening, clearly ready to intervene. One subtle look from Cassie stopped him cold. She wanted to see where this was going. And she couldn’t help but admire—begrudgingly—the precision of the attack. Using Jefferson Holt as the audience was no accident.