Cassie Ainsworth Novels & Stories

Asher asked sniffing the air but couldn't sense any smell from him. Cassie walked out from behind Asher wearing black leather pants with some knives strapped on her thighs, looking all badass like always. She hadn't changed much even after these years, rather she looked even more youthful and beautiful. “Well, hate to break this little reunion, but we have an army of undying rogues at our backs. And if we don't run, even your badass powers won't be able to save us. And hey, what's up with your new looks? Is it me or have Knox really turned to a grandpa?” she asked gazing at the three.

She needed to focus. Cassie spun around, stomach first on the ground, and lifted herself up like she was doing a push-up, sticking her ass directly in front of Tony's face. She was maybe four inches away from his face and he could smell her body. She smelled like lavender and hormones. For the first time, he wondered if she was aroused or just a really good actress. In her line of work, it could be either. Cassie stood up straight and bent over to touch her toes. As the second chorus started, she slipped her thumbs in the side of her panties the way she did her jeans earlier. Slowly, she lowered them. In an instant, they were gone.

I wanted people of my own and to be normal enough to actually accomplish that. “Cassie Turner. She’s in the same lectures as me at uni.” It wasn’t like there was anything in my description that could convince him that Cassie was safe. There just wasn’t anything I could say, the truth was that even if I knew everything about Cassie, he wouldn’t be convinced, anyway.

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.

Remy suddenly shouted, his face red from anger. Jasmine once more ignored his words and took his face in her hands again. A soft smile spread on her face as she spoke. "Rem Rem, let me protect you." EXTRA: Author: Describe yourselves in one word Ryder: INTP Jasmine: Cool Remy: Tsundere Aiden: Handsome? No, wait... Hmm... Charming, bewitching, thoughtful, sweet, kind, patient... Author: ¬_¬ Modest too Aiden: Ah, yes. That too.

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.

After gambling away all their money and finding themselves hounded by creditors, they had come to Ann, hoping to curry favor and beg for cash. Cassie could not get a penny out of Ann. What chance did they think they had? “How do you want to deal with them, Ellie?” I blinked and exchanged a knowing smile with Ann. “Mom, family members miss each other terribly after being apart for a long time. They have been gone a long while. Cassie must miss them too.” We sent Rob and Lisa to the bridge underpass where Cassie now lived. Cassie had long since lost her dignity. She had been selling her body to survive.

She answered. Chantelle, I need you to get ready for the party. "Don't tell me you've forgotten that today's is Damien birthday". Rosemary said. "No ma'ma I can't forget" . Chantelle said. We're expecting visitors in a few hours, and there's a lot to do." Chantelle looks up from the floor, her hands covered in soap suds. "What do you need me to do?" she asks. Her aunty continues, "You need to vacuum the living room, mop the kitchen floor, and set the table for dinner. " I believe you can handle that cause you've been doing it for years now". Rosemary said. I think the work will be much for me, please I'll be needing help. Chantelle said. "Will you shut it". Rosemary said. We've been feeding,

"I can't believe I am doing this!" I, Cassidy Black, ran my fingers through my strawberry-blonde hair. I was on speakerphone with my friend, Becky. “Don’t overthink it, Cass. It’s not as bad as you think, given your circumstances,” said my friend.

This was entirely new to me. "Cassie?" Angel snapped her fingers, bringing me back to reality. "Ah, yes, I’m sorry! I’m just awestruck by all of this. I’ve never been inside such a huge place. I’m used to the countryside, you know." She smiled. "Oh, nothing to be embarrassed about. I’ve been in the same shoes before. You see, I didn't grow up here. I was born and raised in Mexico as a half-American. My brother is an ex-military man, and I was a scholar until we came here for a new life."