Cassie Greene Novels & Stories

Grant. She had the luxury of the river view from her room and had just gotten out of a really relaxing tea soak which she couldn’t wait to tell Brandon about. She grabs her phone, just as she remembers that she hadn’t spoken to him since they had boarded, and immediately connects to the Wi-Fi, before opening face time “Hey ya” Cassie screams into the phone just as he picks up “Look who’s in Seoul” she adds excitedly “And look who’s at work” Brandon says, without looking at Cassie. His eyes were glued to the papers in front of him

“If Cassie causes me to miscarry Jacob’s first child – he and his mother will never forgive her. They don’t know that I know, so when I offer to have another baby, they’ll agree. But this time he’ll send her away so he can take care of me properly. And then you and I will make sure that the new child belongs to only him and only me.” Plus, she was doing Cassie a favour. Cassie didn’t want him anymore. So after some pain, she’d probably even thank Coral. Brody looked at her with concerned confusion. “What?” She asked, “are you not going to help me?” “No…” he sighed, “I’ll help you.” As she was preparing how to make this performance, she received a validating message from Teresa: From: Dragon

Claw said with a half-smirk painted onto his face. Cassie grinned, looking down at the table as she chomped. “I’m a vice-principal at a adjacent tall school, Candlewood,” she said. “I spend a part of time attempting to re- coordinate kids onto the right path.” “And how is that going?” Claw asked. Cassie flickered. It was something she hadn’t thought approximately. Any life past the modest universe of the office where they had illustriously fucked appeared like a far-off memory.

I stood on the grand front steps of the mansion, my arms folded tightly across my chest, watching a sleek white convertible pull up the driveway. The door swung open, and Cassie stepped out. She looked absolutely fabulous, wearing a chic white mini skirt suit with sheer black pantyhose, her blonde hair tied up in a high, polished ponytail. Clutched in one arm was a tiny, fluffy dog, while her other hand dragged a small designer suitcase. The moment her feet hit the gravel, she started screaming toward the house. “Hello? Valet? Maid? Servant? Is anyone working today?” She trotted up the stone steps, stopping right in front of me. She peered at me, then gestured with her chin toward Marcus, wh

These were not human men at all! As I stumbled and fell try to pull myself free of the chains, the harder the men laughed, they seemed to enjoy my fear and panic. “Fellow werewolves! The gorgeous beauty you see before you is the most entertaining play toy you would ever find!” The announcer said, It was my turn to be sold. “She is the young and sweet Cassie, she is only 18 years old and most importantly…. she’s still a virgin!” The room immediately filled up with loud howls and lust filled jeers.

My name is Asher Smith CEO of Ash group of companies the number one top manufacturing company in New York and all over the country you can call me a mega Billionaire and that is why I don't want to be tied down with b**ches who only comes to me because of my money and how I handle them in bed. The b**ch my step mother brought is not exclusive and will I say she is the worst. I wonder where my stepmother got heard from, who even made her think she can boss over my workers with her so-called title of a fiancee and always wearing skimpy dresses exposing an unattractive boobs thinking I will fall for that, she's not even my type. I picked up my car keys and left the office to the beach the beach

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."

So I prepared for the pub with her. “It's too small, my boobs are all out.” I pout at myself in the mirror, totally uncomfortable with the short green corset dress I'm wearing. It's Cassie's, but it's smaller on me and I look like a total slut. “It's perfect!” Cassie exclaims as she reapplies purple lipgloss for the third time. She's dressed in a Gothic style—smoky eye shadows, black choker, silver jewelry, and a black corset dress. “My boobs are all out too.” She thrusts her chest up.

She teased. "I know what I want to see you in," Aser replied with a wink. Cassie felt a flush rise to her cheeks. She looked at the rack of dresses the stylist had newly brought in. Her eyes landed on one at the very back. It was an emerald green gown. "This one." Cassie whispered as she ran her hands through the silk. Quickly, she zipped it on and stepped out.

him again. My name is Cassandra, though I am more commonly known as Cassie. I am 16, and will be 17 tomorrow, I’m 5’5” tall, with long brown hair that reaches my waist and chocolate brown coloured eyes, and I am currently severely underweight though I wasn’t always underweight, I used to be toned, athletic even, though I wasn't in the training programme, but when Alpha Sven and Luna Lily left the pack 6 months ago, to tend to the pack’s businesses, everything changed for me.