Cassie Blake Novels & Stories

"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.

Brandon asks Cassie could imagine him raising his eyebrows and at the same time worried that she was going to deliver some bad news, it made her smile a little, knowing how well she could predict his every movement and thought “I am” Cassie tells him, feeling a rush of pride immediately the words left her mouth She got signed, she really did. Her! Cassie Adams got signed! She had not processed what it really meant to her, she had been so occupied with guilt towards the boys and she had not allowed herself to drown in pride for herself. She really got signed and it was officially done! “So I ask again, why are you not screaming your lungs out?” Brandon asks again “I don’t know, I was a bit di

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.

She took off her dress and got into the shower. After a long, calming hot shower, Cassie came out and picked up her phone. She called Leah and asked her to push her flight forward as she wanted to return soon. When she was done with the phone call she started packing. For today, Cassie decided to wear a midi length simple black dress, a pair of black work heels and she had her hair down in balyage curls.

At least this was what in her thoughts that was going for a long time now as time passes by. Tears formed at the women eyes as her introduction line up and on beside her when a pop up and big characters appeared. When her introduction was invisible next to her, a pool of water appeared at the Sotiras and Heroes feet while Cassie kept crying but still stubbornly look at Kate, wanting to get an answer for her question that desperately needed a response immediately to calm her agitated heart right now. Name: Cassie Ver Age: 32 years old Status: Married Children: 8 kids, 1 college student

And that made Cassandra Cavanaugh Williams my best friend since diapers. Cassie has blonde hair and blue eyes, and I'm taller than her by about three inches. We were so close back in our primary days, and when we graduated, they moved to Ontario, Canada. But once in a while, she visits me, or I visit her. And it has been almost a year since we spent time together. But we always call each other, especially if there is big news about our lives. Just like when she called me last week and told me that she already has her first boyfriend, and that made me tell her about Blair on our pretty savage encounter at my bookstore.

Pops I met Cassie Roberts, the daughter of my previous beta’s son James, when I visited their house four years ago, and I must say she was the moon goddess herself, so angelic, so innocent, and at peace. The memory of that first encounter was vivid in my mind. Cassie had a radiant presence that lit up the room. Her soft, golden hair framed a face that seemed untouched by the world's harshness. Her eyes, clear and bright, held a sense of wonder and kindness that was rare in our brutal world. There was an ethereal quality about her, a serenity that was both captivating and soothing.

When she patted my shoulder, everything I'd been holding back finally broke loose, and I broke out into deep, uncontrollable sobs. I was exhausted and half-asleep when my phone buzzed with a new message. I tapped on it and noticed it was from Harvey. [Calm down and think about it for a few days. I'll come get you once you've thought it through. Don't overthink, honey.] At some point, he had unblocked my number, but it was now my turn to block him. What was the line between truth and overthinking, really? The first time I came across Cassie's name was years ago at his parents' house, when I had been cleaning his room filled with traces of his youth.

came the voice of Isabel. She walked in on her high heels, swaying her hips, wearing a blue plunge front cape jumpsuit. The jumpsuit was hugging her body showing her beautiful curves. She had her hair tied up, exposing her beautiful long neck. Her ears were adorned with diamond and sapphire drop earrings from the Harry Winston collection. She leaned over and kissed Mr Mingle's cheeks in greetings and quickly moved to Derrick and kissed him on the lips. "Hello my love," Isabel said with a smile.

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,