Cassie Kelley Novels & Stories

She took a seat while Anderson busied himself with serving her. As they settled in, Anderson asked casually, "So, you didn't tell me about your new driver who dropped you home last night…” Cassie's expression shifted slightly, a hint of amusement dancing in her eyes as she thought about Kyle. "Oh, Kyle," she began, her voice tinged with a mix of fondness and exasperation. "He's just a guy from high school who's always had a crush on me. Nothing more," she explained, her tone light yet matter-of-fact. "Besides, he's getting married soon to Serena, so there's nothing to worry about. He offered me a ride because it was late, and my phone happened to die, so I couldn't call for a cab," she concl

"Casey, love, it's Katie. I'm going to come and inject this now. Okay, I know we've been going cold turkey and you've done so well, sweetheart but your cutting into your skin with your nails and I need to clean, then okay, I need you to relax for me" "Don't fucking touch me. You've done enough. Don't come near me," she Yells over all the noise here. There's another female who approaches the door and I recognise her from the funeral held for Oliver. She was in a wheelchair with no leg though and I believe she's got a prosthetic one now. "Casey?" She whispers over the noise. It's soft and sweet. "I told you, okay, I told you I don't have nothing Just let me go" Casey's voice is hoarse and brok

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.

I force words onto the screen, build an outline, create structure where there is none. This is what I know how to do. This is who I am. Cassie Monroe. Future doctor. Medical student. Survivor. Not some girl who falls apart because a boy broke her heart. The apartment door opens. Maya's voice calls out. “Cassie? I got your favourite food!” I save my document and close my laptop, taking a breath and putting on the mask. “Coming!” When I step out of the room, Maya's setting containers on the kitchen counter. She looks at me carefully as if she's assessing my face.

Cassie stepped between Aser and Kael so fast that even Kael blinked in surprise. "I’ve been bitten, Kael," Cassie said coldly. "By my father, by my wimp of an ex-husband, and by the boy the Syndicate sent to cause me trouble, and I'm still standing. I know you've seen the numbers I make. That’s profit. That man lost money, and I make money. If the Council cares about strength, they should look at the balance sheet. If they care about bloodlines, well, that’s just a nice way of saying you’re afraid of change."

Warren asked, clearly not sensing the shift in my energy. Cassie smiled. “A lecturer I know. He was like my personal trainer before the whole thing happened.” My fists clenched, nails biting into my palms as something possessive and violent roared inside me. My wolf stirred, pacing with agitation. Jon. The name was rang a bell, and I didn’t need a detective to know she was talking about the lecturer I’d seen her with, Pierson. My blood boiled. I knew there was a possibility she was lying, but the idea of Cassie training with some other man, listening to him, putting his hands on her—it made me want to tear through the walls.

In fact, she appeared to be quite taken with the warrior. “So nice to meet you.” Gerri turned to Cassie and smiled. “Vander, Talen, this is my assistant, Cassie. She’s here with me to meet the babies.” Cassie waved at both men, taking a step back and not wanting anyone to grab her hand and put it on their very muscular-looking pecs. She might drool and that wouldn’t look good for her or Gerri. “Nice to meet you.”

She felt the satisfaction of it for approximately thirty seconds before the competitive instinct kicked in. "What did you get?" she asked. Cassie looked up from her phone with the expression of someone holding something extraordinary. "They're unveiling the next family heir. A woman. I'm coordinating the full campaign, events, press, rollout." She exhaled slowly. "This is a career brief." Karen sat with that for a moment. The size of it. The visibility. The kind of project that got talked about in their industry for years. "A woman heir?" Karen asked. "After Mark Jenkins," Cassie confirmed. "They sent a photo." She was already turning the phone around, barely registering Karen's stillness, r

Empusa was asked to prepare his meal as for he always enjoyed everything cooked by her hands and Cassandra was left to deal with the rest of the royal issues. Cassandra was a very quiet queen who hardly said a word infront of the king unless he demanded to. He though seemed to not want a word from her lips after he had married himself a new wife. She was a very gorgeous light skinned woman who looked more like her daughters. Back in Talos before she became Azazel's wife, she lived with her family of one son and a husband who Azazel killed with his bare hands and married her the very night with a rampant applaud from his bewildered men. He had been attracted to her beauty and one night, he go

Stop Sugarcoating, Baby Calliope Syndey "Casy" Fryxell is a Mathematics teacher in Felghana National High School. People don't know that she is lesbain. Unfortunately, she is living in a country where being a part of LGBTQ+ community is strictly prohibited, and anyone who will be proved as a part of it will be punished to prison, or 100 lashes. Casy needs to sugarcoat in order to save herself. Everything is fine until she met Kataleya "Kate" Carson, another teacher, English major, was hired in the same school she is working.