Cassie Book Novels & Stories

She asked and Blakeley smiled. “You can stay here with me if you want.” Blakeley said and her face lit up, she hurriedly took a seat on the couch and picked up a book to read. ********* CALIFORNIA Cassie hurriedly took off her panties beneath her gown and got on the table, the man in her presence smiled and resumed kissing her. He trailed kisses down from her neck to her chest, he grabbed her boobs and was about to take off her shirt but she hurriedly stopped him.

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.

But then Cassie shifted slightly, her eyes flicking toward me with a hint of uncertainty. “Xeros?” she asked, her voice soft but curious. “Yes, love?” “I found a library,” she mumbled, holding up the book she’d been reading. She hesitated, her fingers playing with the corner of the book. “What is mating? And... what is marking?” Her question was so simple, so innocent, yet it sent a jolt of heat through me. I hadn’t expected her to ask about this—not yet. My fingers stilled in her hair, my gaze locking onto hers as I tried to read her expression.

I want to wash off the feeling of being a project that failed its final review in a house where the truth is treated like a nuisance. “Rough night?” I spin around. Standing there, looking perfectly composed and utterly treacherous, is Cassie. The girl who helped sell me back into this gilded cage is leaning against a lounge chair, swirling a drink. "You really should learn when to stop fighting the current, Claire," she says, voice smooth. "It’s much easier to just... float." "Easy for you to say," I snap, my eyes narrowing. “You were her favorite.” “Were?” She chuckles. “I like the word you used there. I was her favorite; she used to love me when I was a baby. But the moment I turned five,

Case greets Roman who merely nods back in response, his gaze is lasered on me. "So, you're dating my friend now..." Cassie starts. Oh boy... "Cas, not now" I try to dissuade her but she is persistent. "You know my friend is like an angel, smart, pretty, funny a complete package. She deserves to be spoilt and treated like a princess everyday" Cassie continues at Roman relentlessly. "Cassie!" I groan out her name in frustration. I look to Case for help, "Stop her" I silently mouth at him but he shrugs. I should've known he would be useless against Cassie, he can't deny her anything.

“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!!!!”

They could then slip away on a private jet and disappear back into obscurity in the safety of a small island. “Good morning,” Cassie greeted him, coming out of the bedroom. Her dark hair hung loosely around her shoulders, and the thin white men's t-shirt did nothing to hide her curves. She stretched, and the shirt rode up, exposing the bottom hints of pale pink lacy underwear. Wyatt's upper brain stopped functioning as blood rushed south. Cassie didn't seem to notice the effect she had on him. She walked into the kitchen and poured a cup of coffee, joining him at the small table.

I pulled her face toward mine as I pressed my lips into hers with as much passion as I could. "But what will the warriors think?" Cassie asked as she looked down at her hands. ... It has been a month since the doctor told us that Cassie was pregnant and today we find out if she is having a boy or a girl. If the moon goddess wants Cassie to be the Luna of this pack then I will hear the words it's a boy. "3 pups. All three are boys." Dr. Johnson said as he looked up and smiled. "Well, Cassie you will be having triplets. Two of them are identical."

A very soft, incredibly hesitant voice suddenly speaks from the shadows behind her. Luna slowly turns around. Standing near the glass doors is the young woman Liam brought as his date tonight. She looks incredibly young, likely no more than twenty years old, dressed in a delicate white knit sweater and a soft apricot-colored skirt. Looking at her, Luna feels a sudden, unsettling sense of familiarity, as if she is looking into a slightly distorted, slightly blurred mirror. "My name is Cassie," the girl whispers. She nervously twists the hem of her knit sweater between her fingers, her pale cheeks burning with an embarrassed, rosy flush. "I...I have seen pictures of you before."