Cassie Book Novels & Stories

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. ---

Cassie releases her from the tight hug and walks away. When Cassie says a client, it is a euphemistic way to refer to a perverted old man she was going to have sex with for money. At 17, the orphaned teenager had to take care of her little sister, Sam, and she did great for 5 whole years all by herself until Sam got diabetes and the cost of living became difficult. There is no job well paying enough for a high school dropout, she feels like the system is designed against her.

, I screamed *********************************************************************************************************** ___________________________________________________ CASSIE POV I was trying to reschedule for Alex which will cover this week , when there was a knock , I know it was the new personal assistant , I thought it will be an elder or a guy but I was surprised to see a beautiful lady, I was jealous , I can't allow her to see the boss , I know that the boss is arrogant and a pervert person But I love it like that because when he was dating Kate , he doesn't even think if any lady exist, thank goodness, he left heartbroken, but it turned him to be arrogant, but I enjoyed it every

I then sat back in my chair and zone out into my own thoughts, there was no way that I was going to sit there and listen to miss prissy pants, Amber, ramble on. *** Cassie was a beautiful and kind girl. She had stunning blue eyes and long, wavy, light blonde hair. She had this cute little freckle on her nose too. Her twin sister Jessie's facial features looked almost exactly the same as Cassie's, except that she had green eyes and even lighter blonde hair. They used to be stuck together like glue when they were little. They never went anywhere without one another. They even used to dress the same, it was really cute, but that all changed when we were thirteen.

"So this is how the mighty Blackwood heir lives. Father would be devastated." "Father's expectations stopped mattering to me a long time ago," Casie replied, setting her keys on the kitchen counter. "Now that we’re away from cameras that will let more humans know about things that their not meant too,” Casie’s eyes fell to the floor this was hard for her Rick was the closest thing she had to family she had had since she left her pack that night. “There’s no easy way to say this so I’m going to show you instead.”

Neither will they. And if she resists— Remind her what they did. Remind her who left her behind. Slowly she will lose her grip over her. The door creaked open behind her. Cassie shot to her feet, letters clutched to her chest. Kael stood in the doorway, snow in his hair, two rabbits limply clutched in one hand. Their eyes met. "What are those?" he demanded, voice unremarkable. Cassie said nothing. She held out the package of letters.

I said shaking my head "Brandon used to hate it when I tried, can't say I blame him though but he always belittled me about it” Cassie's smile faltered slightly but she recovered, offering me a sympathetic smile "Well I think we’ve all established that Brandon is a major asshole” After breakfast the boys still hadn't returned from their walk so Cassandra led me up to her room, which had a wide balcony that overlooked the front of the house perfect for keeping an eye on the entrance. We settled in and she pulled out a book titled "Coraline” and started explaining some of the conspiracy theories in the book to me.

CHAPTER 1 Cassie If you told me 2 months ago, that the man that murdered my parents in cold blood would buy me as his sex slave, I wouldn’t have believed you. And if you had told me that the same man would be my mate, I would have punched you. But here we are…. Maybe this was a sign from the godess that I was meant to kill him and avenge the death of my parents. Yes. No matter the cost, I will kill Alpha Jake.

I was about to try again, but then I felt some pressure on my back and warm air caressed my ear, making me shiver. “You look gorgeous, little Cervus. I’m glad that you have worn my gift.” Cassius said, then he lowered his head and rubbed his cheek against my neck. I bared my neck farther for him and he rumbled and kissed the crook of my neck contently. “Do you still want to keep that arm, Devil or should I get rid of it?” He said between soft nibbles, his soft lips still kissing my neck. Caius chuckled and dropped my hand.

“Your apartment? I pay half the rent, remember? From my ‘sugar daddies.’ You’d be on the street without me.” “Not anymore.” I marched past them, into my bedroom—the scene of the crime. The sheets were still rumpled, the air thick with their scent. I yanked open drawers, stuffing clothes into a duffel bag, my sketchbook on top. Tears burned my eyes, but I blinked them away. No more weakness. Dante’s words echoed: You’re fire—fierce, unbreakable. Jason followed, hovering in the doorway. “Cassie, don’t do this. We can talk. I’ll end it with her. Promise.”