Cassidy Boon Novels & Stories

I make my decision and hand over my keys to the valet. The only sure way to fully end the Booty Call is to breach it, if I sleep with Becky then I will have violated a clause in it, thus leading to its termination. I hastily march towards the room number provided by Becky. Most of the employees here know me. Most stop me to enquire if they can grace me with their services or if I am here o see Courtney of Mr.Emerson. I want none of the two to know of my presence in the Hotel. My father has been trying to push Courtney and me together for an alliance of the two families.

"Well, she is. However, some people put their selfish interests over their families. Madam Scarlett is that type of a person." "Wow," Caitlyn muttered the only word she could form. She was utterly surprised. "I guess this is going to put a stop to it?" "Well, I believe so. Hand the file over to him when he comes, and pretend as if you know nothing about this." "Yes, sir," Caitlyn replied and exhaled. "Okay! I'll be off now. I have a meeting with the Benson's in less than an hour," He announced as he stood on his feet.

My voice was quiet but steady. "Dead!" Cassidy sneered, her lips curling with malicious satisfaction. "Happy? Your weakness is finally gone! Dead! Completely dead!" I lowered my gaze, remaining motionless, letting her words wash over me without reaction. Cassidy advanced closer, her voice dripping with venom. "You're so cold-blooded. What about your so-called grandmother-granddaughter pack bond? You didn't even shed a tear at that scene! And look at your face now! I don't see a trace of sadness or grief!"

Jo continued forward as they all shouted for her aunt, but then, the sound of hurried footsteps in front of them had them all readying their weapons. A blur came flying at them, running right past them at first. Jo and the others held their fire as they turned to see Cassidy coming to a halt behind them. Sweat was pouring off of her forehead, and her clothing was a little singed. “Cass?” Jo screamed. “Are you all right?” Cassidy seemed to be out of breath, which was unusual for a LIGHTS team member. She took a moment, breathing deeply, and wiped the sweat from her forehead. “I’m okay,” she said. “Did you say that you found your mom?”

She looked at me straight to my eyes and smiled, she was confident as if she knows I am under her control. I swallowed and said, "And who is this beautiful nymph that you have here with you?" Looking from her to Devon, avoiding her penetrating gaze. The way she looks at me makes me feel uncomfortable all of the sudden. "This is..." Devon said but was cut short by her soft, honey-like melodic voice. "I'm Cassidy Jones, I was Hannah's best friend. You know her, right? Your daughter." she said, a hint of disdain peeking through her words.

“I want candles, white roses, fairy lights. And I want to forget for just one night that I’m the center of a PR war.” “Done,” Taryn said, already typing notes. “We’ll keep it tight. Just you, Lennox, a few trusted names. Maybe some drag queens and a chocolate fountain?” Cassian laughed, and for a brief second, he didn’t feel hunted. That evening, as the skyline turned molten gold, Cassian finally called his mother. “Sloane Wexley,” she answered, voice elegant but soft. “Hi, Mom.” “Cassian, darling,” she said with a sigh of relief. “I’ve been meaning to call. Are you alright?”

Yelping she falls on the floor and looks behind her, passing me is my son, I looked to see Channing glowing his way towards Vanessa. Canis not far from him, with a smile I get links from each side of this land that everyone has been taken out. “Goodbye Vanessa.” Cassidy POV Only one shot. I know I have it; all I need is the guy to get his idiotic head out, and I'll pull the trigger on him, freeing my grandmother once and for all. "I detest this. Loki has all the fun, and this bullet thing acts for me.' It appears that Serenity will be my least favorite pal for the foreseeable future.

But he looked at the gun, and his cowardice won out, he didn't want to die, so he kept driving. Up in the city, a black SUV pulled up to the curb of Giovanni’s. Currently, it is the hottest spot in Brooklyn. Cassie Stone was making her first public appearance since the Azure Tower scandal. "Ready?" Aser asked, squeezing Cassie’s hand in the backseat. Cassie took a deep breath and smoothed the red silk. Her choice of dress was deliberate and aiming to make a statement. "Ready," she said. The door opened. Matthew, looking formidable in a dark suit with an earpiece, stepped out first.

I said and showed her my thumb. “It may look like a superficial wound, but we have to cleanse that or it might get worse. Come, sit here, hun.” She patted the empty chair in front of her desk and I sat there obediently while she tended my wound. “So, I believe you are the niece of the headmistress?” “Um, yeah. My name's Cassidy, by the way,” I said, feeling a bit awkward. It seemed like everybody knew about me. News does travel fast in this school I guessed.

She didn’t even know his name until Lena told her. Owen Reyes. Nineteen. Wanted to be a mechanic. Elara leaned back in her chair, eyes closed for a moment. She could feel the rage settling deeper now, no longer hot and blinding but cold, deliberate. Cassidy had given her a gift without realizing it — not just a reason to strike harder, but the knowledge that her enemy was already fraying at the edges. Across the city, Cassidy stood on her penthouse balcony, watching the streets below. The wind caught her hair, and she smiled faintly to herself.