Cassidy Moore Novels & Stories

Kell It doesn’t take long for us to get to Mathias’ place. Cassia Mathias’s is mate meets us at the door. Cassia is hot and tall with long blonde hair. Today she’s wearing a black tank top, black yoga pants, and her hair is tied up in a high ponytail. Like me, Cassia is supernatural. But she a full angel. She and Mathias met a few months back at Cal State when he went looking for her psycho father, Lukan Garron. They had a rocky start, but they’re a solid couple now.

The headlines were everywhere. "Lucian Velmore and Caliste Winslow Officially Divorced!" "Heiress Flees the Country Following Split!" "Where in the World is Caliste Winslow?" But the woman once known as Caliste Winslow had disappeared without a trace. No security team, no designer heels, no pearls strung around her neck. Only a backpack, a fake ID, and a quiet name: Cassy Moore. Cassy now lived in a sleepy coastal town—miles away from flashing cameras and suffocating expectations. The ocean whispered peace to her each morning, and the locals only knew her as the quiet newcomer who kept mostly to herself. That's how she liked it.

She had to think positive if she married she would no long have to endure the cruelty of her mother. Cassie sat at the dressing table brushing out her long black wavy hair. She looked at herself in the mirror. Her skin was pale a fine porcelain her eye were a piercing color of ember her features were delicate and refined with her high cheek bones and strong jawline. She stood five foot seven inches tall. She was tall for a woman of her time. She had a perfectly sculpted body that turned many heads when she went to town on the rare occasion with her mother. Marcella was a site of beauty standing only five feet two inches tall. Her skin was the same porcelain color her eyes black as night.

' I just laughed at their banter about their daughters, though it made me crave that future. Aura and I have kept contact with Blaine and Lainee through our shared link and I even opened one with Cleo. Once I'd remembered I was able to do it with Jacob, Ryan, and even Cristian, I opened a link with her. She said it had to be some crazy warrior thing, leading me to become more curious with what comes with being a Black Moon member. I haven't confronted Tate yet about my curiosity, only Blaine and Lainee. They told me to ask Tate's mother, who was apparently a keeper for the council and kept all their documents and books. She knew all the history.

“I can’t believe this is happening. Thank you so very much Adrian.” “Cassidy.. please bring the documents over for Miss Kane to sign.” He orders and she walks over majestically with a suitcase and hands it to Adrain. She’s tall, slender like the models on TV. She had brown eyes and her skin glows so much I envy her. She has on a pink shirt which has some buttons undone, tucked into a black funnel mouth trousers. “This is Cassidy Meyer. My lawyer. Here, you can go through it, although it’s flexible and really profitable.”

However, the door slammed open, and a gust of wind followed the whirlwind that entered hurriedly. “Ashley isn’t a Luna!” That was Cassidy, draped in a wine-red fitted suit that had hugged her frame like it was sewn to her skin. She marched in with all the theatrics of a woman scorned. Her heels clicked like gunshots across the polished floor while her presence sucked the air from the room. Cassidy’s eyes locked into mine, flaring with hatred. “She is just a maid!” All heads turned towards her as she flicked her perfectly curled hair, pursing her hips. Her aura screamed elegance, twisted with venom as she spat out in disgust.

“I’m not exactly a catch. I’m messy. I curse like a sailor. I don’t give a s—t about designer clothes or makeup. I excelled at science in high school and I just graduated from college with a degree in psychology.” “I’m sorry –which of those things are supposed to make you a bad catch? I suppose not everyone is into girls who curse like a sailor, but everything else you said… You are beautiful, smart, and easy to talk to. I can’t imagine ----” Suddenly, Cassie started screaming in pain. She slid to the floor, holding her heart with tears running down her eyes. “Oh, Goddess! Make it stop! Make it stop!!!!”

A few of the judges were smitten by her, and yet Amadeus found it annoying that she dared to show her face before him and in his territory at that. Cassidy Leev stood between 5’6 or 5’5, she was not short nor that tall, however, Amadeus still liked Luna’s height that fits perfectly with him. Cassidy had blonde silver-like hair and clear blue eyes that, unlike his purple hue, hers was the shade of clear water. She was porcelain white and her long pointed nose made her look a lot like a doll more than a person. Her slightly feminine aura was a lot different from Luna’s cold and aloof ones that would make anyone drawn to it.

Father said, his voice even. “Don’t worry, Ledger. I got this.” Cassie whispered with a gentle touch on my arm. Then she turned to face him directly. “I’m Cassie Monroe,” she said clearly, sitting a little taller. “Journalism major. Editor for the Monarch Weekly. And your son’s girlfriend.” The room went still. Cassie didn’t blink. “I know who you are, sir. And I’m not here to impress you. I’m here because it's where Ledger wanted me to be.”

But i still picked the call anyways. "Hi, please are you by anyways, Miss Selene Woods?" - A feminine voice came from the other end, soft, polite and yet, straight to the point. "Yes, i am she!!. How may i be of help to you?" - I replied in a wary tone. "Great!!. My name is Anne Moreau, i'm a manager at Livelia entertainment and also a friend of the professor." - She introduced herself briefly, her tone filled with strict professionalism. " Oh..." - I gasped.