Novel & Cerita Cassidy Moore

Marcus leaned over the back of the couch, eyes on the screen. Cassidy walked onstage in a pristine navy blazer and pleated skirt, her signature smirk in place. “She still thinks she owns the room,” Elara muttered. “She always did,” Damien said. “That’s the danger.” The assembly was well-attended. Cassidy’s father sat in the front row, clapping politely. Cassidy spoke confidently, reading her script with rehearsed charm. Until slide fifteen. The screen blinked. And then: “PRIVATE CHAT – THE QUEEN’S INNER CIRCLE”

him again. My name is Cassandra, though I am more commonly known as Cassie. I am 16, and will be 17 tomorrow, I’m 5’5” tall, with long brown hair that reaches my waist and chocolate brown coloured eyes, and I am currently severely underweight though I wasn’t always underweight, I used to be toned, athletic even, though I wasn't in the training programme, but when Alpha Sven and Luna Lily left the pack 6 months ago, to tend to the pack’s businesses, everything changed for me.

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Tyler asked joking around. “Not everyone who sees a shrink is crazy Ty,” I said and started to head inside the building. That’s when I heard her voice. Kennedy Jones the school’s most feared female. The perfect queen for a king. Head cheerleader, Straight A student, and very popular. Not to mention hot as hell. Also a total bitch and my girlfriend. She came running over to me and hugged me. “Morning babe,” I said to her, and then her group of minions came running up, and off she went.

“So am I.” Her expression hardened. “Then we fight.” I let out a short, bitter laugh. “Against who? Matteo has more power than we can even begin to understand.” Cassie’s eyes darkened. “Then we find someone who has more.” I frowned. “Cass, what are you—” She pulled out her phone and started scrolling furiously. “There’s always someone bigger. Always someone stronger. Matteo Russo might be the most powerful man we know, but he’s not the most powerful man out there.”

Emma. The training room echoed with the rhythmic thuds of combat. I stood on the observation deck, arms resting on the railing as I watched my mother take down three seasoned fighters without breaking a sweat. Her movements were a symphony of precision and efficiency, blending the ferocity of a predator with the elegance of a dancer. This wasn’t the same woman who once scolded me for tracking mud onto the carpet or fussed over chipped nail polish. Cassidy’s voice broke through my thoughts as she joined me at the window. "Still think she was just a socialite?" she asked, a faint smile tugging at her lips. Her recovery from recent events was slow but noticeable—some of her old spark was return

Living as two person is such a pain in the ass but I love every second of it. I still get the fame and the private life that I've always wanted. I was born as Cassie Edwards, your typical nerd at school that always wear braces and glasses. Not to mention that I'm the second daughter of Billy Edwards who is a famous businessman. I have one big sister and 3 older brothers. Yes, that's a lot. But I live as another identity too. I made Katherina Locks. I've been modelling since I was 15 and now I'm 18 years old. I joined a famous model agency called the McCoy Models.

“It’s really incredible to see.” “We’re incredibly easy to like,” Lizzy replied, tossing her dirty blonde hair over her shoulder. Everyone laughed. “Too true,” Alpha Ledger said. “This is Cassidy, also part of New Dawn,” Lizzy said, turning to the girl sitting next to her. “Hi,” Cassidy said. She had auburn hair and dark brown eyes. I recognized her from school, though she looked healthier, more grown up and confident since the last time I had seen her. I was pretty sure she hadn’t been a member of New Dawn back then, which meant she was probably another refugee.

I force words onto the screen, build an outline, create structure where there is none. This is what I know how to do. This is who I am. Cassie Monroe. Future doctor. Medical student. Survivor. Not some girl who falls apart because a boy broke her heart. The apartment door opens. Maya's voice calls out. “Cassie? I got your favourite food!” I save my document and close my laptop, taking a breath and putting on the mask. “Coming!” When I step out of the room, Maya's setting containers on the kitchen counter. She looks at me carefully as if she's assessing my face.

Chapter 9 Caitlyn was standing beside her gate when Martin arrived in his car. She was wearing a black leather skirt that stopped way above her knees, a small white top that clung to her body, a black leather jacket, and a white shoe to match. Martin swallowed nothing as he stared at her. He was mesmerized by her beautiful face and body. He cleared his throat nervously, winded down, and poked his head out a little. "Get in!" He ordered her. She smiled and quickly rushed to enter the car.