Cassie Book Novels & Stories

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

The streets were lined with flower beds in full bloom, local shops with hand-painted signs and people who nodded as they passed, faces a little older, a little wiser, but kind nonetheless. Cassie wandered slowly, hands in her pockets, letting her steps take her where they pleased. Her first stop was the bookstore, Willow Pages, a two-story shop that still smelled of pinewood shelves and well-loved novels. She didn’t stay long but bought a worn paperback she had once read in high school, more for the nostalgia than the plot.

This is dangerous. It’s making me want to give him another baby. And then another. And t— Luckily, Cassie starts telling the story about what happened earlier and it pulls me out of my naughty, dangerous thoughts. "So, we were outside, at the same park we always take Ash to," Cassie starts, with a chocolate mustache because of her ice cream. And her pretty lip still swollen, "When I feel someone with terrible energy approaching me. I turned around just in time to see that crazy witch lifting a hand and grabbing my hair like this…”

Somewhere in the mess, a candle lay knocked over, wax hardened against the side. Then came the image again: Cassie and Ledger, laughing, holding hands. That stupid kiss. Her fingers flicked the lighter and a flame burst forth. Then she released her finger. She repeated the motions a few more times before leaving the flame on. Her eyes fell on the book shelf and before she knew it, she was setting the books on fire. “Let’s see how perfect she looks when everything’s gone.” The flames caught on the curtains and then began to spread. There was smoke and heat.

Cassie asked lightly, her smile poised and graceful. ****tbc****

******* Later, when the noise finally softened and children were coaxed into pajamas, when lights dimmed and voices dropped into quieter tones, Cassie stood by the window with her notebook pressed to her chest. The city lights shimmered below, endless and alive, each one a reminder of how vast the world still was, and how small her fear had become. She thought about the girl she once was. The broken one... The hunted one... The woman who had survived things that should have ended her... She thought about how far she had come. How many times has she nearly lost her life? And Nikolai found her standing there, looking at the city below. Of course... He always did.

But that isn't as important a question as where she's going, which I think I can answer with some confidence: Up, and up, and up. I blinked, dazed. "Am I hallucinating?" "Unless it's a mass hallucination, I don't think so. Toby read the same review." Cass's smile finally stiffened, just a degree. But it wasn't lost on me. "What is it?" I asked. "Well, I mean…This is it." Cassie hugged the laptop against her chest like a shield against what might come next. "The big time. Don't you want…a real manager? A real team?"

”I asked this time my voice vibrating with authority. Cassie twirled her hair, which she wore in long, black micro braids. She made my cock so fucking hard with the little devilish smile she wore. It had the innocence of a young girl, but her eyes told me that she wanted me to fuck her until it hurt. She looked up at the ceiling, as if she was in trouble, but was loving every second of it. “Well…” she said, taking a breath and a long pause as she approached me like a cat.

Her lips trembled before she finally whispered, “I didn’t know how.” Chloe rushed forward, gripping her arms tightly. “Cassie, this is insane. You can’t just go like this. You can’t let them…” She glanced toward the hallway, lowering her voice. “You can’t let your mom and Ryan dictate your life like this.” Mia crossed her arms, fury burning in her chest. “Fight back. Please. Don’t let them ship you off like baggage. This is insane.” Tears welled in Cassie’s eyes. She sank onto the edge of her bed, covering her face with her hands. “I can’t.” Her voice cracked, small and broken. “I don’t have the strength anymore.”

I can't sit on this forever. Cassie picked up the phone, thumb hovering over the keyboard for a long, long moment. Somewhere outside a car alarm went off and stopped. The wine glass sat untouched, red going a little brown at the edges where the air had gotten to it. She typed: *Send everything.* Then, before she could think better of it, she hit send. ---