Cassie Ainsworth Novels & Stories

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.

Romona glared at her. " I will be waiting" Cassie smiled, still not letting her go. Cassandra was the first friend Romona made instantly she stepped her feet into the company. And ever since then, she came worst than Annabel. Cassie is the definition of beauty. Long blonde hair, emerald eyes, pink heart-shaped lips. She's tall, slim but very shapey. Every other person was scared to talk her because she was the boss's fiancee but Cassie wasn't. A girl who can stand up against her boss.

I introduced Ava to her. “Oh, nice to meet you. I'm Cassie Millans; it's a pleasure to meet Joshua's friends,” she said with a friendly smile, extending her hand to Ava. My friend studied her first with her gaze, looking her up and down without shamelessness to see if she could be trusted. Cassie Millans was a young and beautiful woman, neither fat nor thin, with tanned skin color more like Latina and straight brown hair with light tips. She had a good aura of someone who had her feet well-placed on the ground and who knew what she wanted from life.

At first, she strongly objected to this because she wanted me to be one of her honored guest, but I insisted on serving as I wanted to make myself useful. My name is Cassandra and I am French. I come from a modest family, and I am 16 years old. I've been seeing a psychologist for 3 years because my parents think I'm abnormal. It's because I hate what most people like, and I like what other people hate. Most of the time I like to be alone, and it disturbs my family. This is how they entrusted me to the psychologist Morgane since I was 13 years old. Unfortunately, the three years of counseling I did with the psychologist Morgane did not improve anything in me. Despite this, my parents still th

She has never looked more beautiful. “Why are you up so early?” Cassie asks. “I wanted to see the prettiest girl in the world before I went to class this morning.” I lean down and brush back her hair with my fingers to place a soft kiss on her hairline. When step back her cheeks are red and she’s trying to hide a smile.

Her nipples are rock hard as they can be felt through her shirt. I wish we were people who could walk around butt, ass naked right now. She lay her hand on my chest to push me away, but I grabbed it and held it there. She watches me with hooded eyes and her eyes are dilated. One taste. Just one taste. I don't know who lean in first, but our lips met in a hot, sizzling kiss. Fuck, her lips are soft. Fuck. >>>>>>>>>>> Hi guys! How are you doing today? So for private reasons, I'll be changing the book title to "Ashanti". I feel like that is much better and will be the best decision for my book!

” Did you miss your way “ “No am actually outside your apartment “ “Oh I will be out in a minute” Grabbing her purse , Cassy ran to the mirror to take a look at her appearance .she was putting on a blue jumpsuit and a silver heels .she left her hair falling to her back .her neck ,ear and wrist wasn’t left out there was a pair of silver earrings,necklace and bracelet all where they belong matching it up with a blue purse . Satisfied with her appearance she ran downstairs. Cassy might be ugly but she possess an aura of beauty . She got to the sitting room but met her mother’s absence .walking to her mum’s room she overheard whisper but brushed the feeling to know what the whisper is all about

one of the guards explained nervously. The girl's name was Cassie. She was the daughter of Dennis's older sister, Rasti. Arrogant, rude, and stubborn by nature, she only associated with wealthy people and despised the poor. She had come with her best friend, Angelina, who had just arrived from Malaysia, and Cassie had picked her up from the airport. Curious, Sean leaned his head out of the car window. He saw two beautiful young women. One of them had a tall figure and a cold expression.

He was ambitious, and while their packs had maintained a cordial relationship over the years, there was always a sense that Cassius was playing a long game, with every move calculated. As Cassius entered, Camilla didn’t bother with pleasantries. "What do you want, Cassius?" she asked, her tone clipped as she took her seat behind the large oak desk. Her sharp gaze fixed on him. Cassius gave her a tight smile as he settled into the chair opposite her. "I won’t waste your time, Luna Camilla," he began, his voice smooth but laced with a hint of something darker. "Are you aware of Asher’s whereabouts?"

“My father insisted and I gave in. Besides, Sasha and I...there’s no use refusing it. Conrad will help me learn a great deal.” Speaking of Conrad, I wished he knew nothing about us. But I trust Conrad would not tell. He leaned on his car and sighed, looking at me. “What do you think of the place, Cassie? Don’t you feel disgusted when Jake brought you there for the first time?” I took a moment to gather my thoughts before responding, “It feels like there’s a lot more beneath people’s façade that none of us fully understand. And, no, I wasn’t disgusted, Caleb. I was curious and shocked. There’s a difference. But eventually, I realized that when it comes to the person who holds dear to me, I ha