Cassidy Riverdale Novels & Stories

If Cassie can get past it, I will too. Dave POV - It has been a whole week now since I brought Maddie back to Twin Lakes. She is still spending a lot of time in our rooms, but she has been talking more and more about getting out there. Today Daisy is taking her over to Rival River to meet with Cassie so she can apologise. I hope Cassie can forgive her, I think that if Maddie gets Cassie’s forgiveness she will be more open to the possibility that our pack will also forgive her. Cassie is the one she hurt the most, if Cassie can forgive her, why wouldn’t everyone else. Maddie has told me herself that she wants to work for their forgiveness, but she doesn’t seem to know where to start. The time

Cold water droplets cascaded down her ivory breasts, pausing at the rosy buds before falling ever so delicately upon her thighs like how honey might drip down a slate of marble only to fall short of itself, becoming something that represented sweetness but tasted like stone; ripples echoed into the water that was losing its temperature every waking second. Time had become nonexistent for Cassidy ever since she had sacrificed herself to rid the Earthly scum known as Silas, seconds become minutes, minutes were hours, and hours felt like days… But she had made a deal, one she had to stick with. She pondered about Mateo, hoping the young boy would forgive her since she vanished without a word, a

“You won’t hurt me or you will lose your daughter and my son. Be a good girl Sadie and just come with me?” “Them? Who the fuck is them?” I snapped. Oh my god, is there more out there like Sadie? Does my father have these people? What in the actual fuck was going on? My head started to spin. All of a sudden was pinned against the wall. Sadie turned and looked at me. Then this young girl came walking into the room and went to stand next to my father. Her eyes never leaving mine. “I’d like for you to meet cadence. Cadence is like you Sadie. Only I think she is stronger than you. Say hello, Cadence.”

"Cassidy." "I know." "Cassidy Eloise Lane. " "I know, Avery." "You drunkenly married Damien Blackwood." "Yes." "The Damien Blackwood." "Yes." "The one Tristan has talked about at every family dinner for three years." "Yes." "The one Tristan once called, and I quote, the most powerful man under forty in American business. " "Yes." "The one whose holiday party Tristan has been systematically excluded from — " "Avery." "Sorry. Sorry. I am processing. Give me one second."

He’s not backing down. “You don’t want to find out, trust me.” I make sure the coldness in my voice is still there. I am Rhett Reed, the future alpha of the Blackridge Pack—I can handle him. “Your little pepper spray stunt this morning?” I scoff. “Oh, trust me, I’ll fucking punish you for that.” Cassian smirks and moves even closer. I can feel his hot minty breath on my face as one hand touches my cheek slightly. “Punish me? I have a few ideas—”

Well, Cassie is an exception, but she never went beyond occasional hookup. However, if there is a girl who managed to invoke Drake's protective side, she might be someone important. Alpha Richard's story of how the girl might be Drake's relative or a spy was just nonsense to pacify Cassie; she was never the sharpest tool in the shed; far from it. Actually, Cassie is not stupid, but her rash personality and short fuse make her susceptible to external influences and unless someone is guiding her, she easily loses focus.

Especially about selling her own daughter for a guy whom she doesn't even know. “Well then, I have to talk to her." She said and got up from her chair to go to talk with her in a haste. “i dont want you to come back, Sarrah. And make it quick” He said, looking at the Rolex he had on his wrist. Cassie was already halfway into the road when she saw her mother marching in her direction. “Cassie, I have to talk to you.” her mother said and clenched Cassie’s arms to drag her back to the Ladies room.

He sat on the table, and he raised an eyebrow when he saw I hadn’t started eating. He sighed, “Hunter knew when he saw both of us in the natatorium, if that’s what you need to know, Cassy. He knew I was staying in the Crescent Ravenwood, and that’s because I had to know you, Cassandra Clark. I needed to know how my bastard brother found his mate when he was under my mother’s curse that he would never be able to find the woman fated to him.”

Once her husband died, she stopped performing and became a maid to support her kids. She decided after that to teach me singing and dancing, and though those techniques were not very appreciated in a warrior family, I was happy to learn all I could from her. Kaleb tilted his head slightly as he spun me around. “Where are you from, Cassandra? You don’t look like the others here.” “I’m from Wild Crawler,” I explained. “It’s a small Pack near the border. It’s tucked away near the forests.” It was then that I realized I’d made a mistake.

Currently, the only money she owed were her student loans which she planned to pay back once she got a more decently paying job offer. A few nights after they first met, a drunken Cassie had been complaining about how much she hated leaving her siblings behind in an empty house without any form of entertainment, Isabel had jumped to the rescue and provided Cassie with a list of N*****x passwords that she had curated from her various clients. Smiling wildly, Isabel fished out a bill from her dress and placed it on the tray Cassie was carrying. She plucked off a drink and then paused before bringing it to her lips. “And how about you? How are you holding up?” She asked.