Cassie Roses Novels & Stories

I chuckled and sat back to watch the show. (Cassie's POV) Summer got Ruby and Rose so they could try on their dresses. “You like it?” I asked the twins. Rose nodded and smiled brightly up at me. “And the flowers I get to put in my hair. Thank you Cass” she said. “I don't,” Ruby said with a frown. I turned to her. “You don't?” I asked nervously. “It could use a little more sparkle” she sighed. I scratched my head. “Well okay. I'll just take out the bodice and get a new—”

That's something fancy. Man:. Pardon me but who are you? Cassie:. I'm Cassandra Wolf. Iris' friend. Man:. Iris' friend. She ain't call her friends on her birthday parties. Cassie:. She did invite me. Iris:. God I thought you won't come. Cassie:. You invited me. Why wouldn't I? Iris hugged me. Iris:. Meet my boring brother Christopher Hunt. Chris meet Cassie. She's my friend. Chris:. Pleasure to meet you.

Pops I met Cassie Roberts, the daughter of my previous beta’s son James, when I visited their house four years ago, and I must say she was the moon goddess herself, so angelic, so innocent, and at peace. The memory of that first encounter was vivid in my mind. Cassie had a radiant presence that lit up the room. Her soft, golden hair framed a face that seemed untouched by the world's harshness. Her eyes, clear and bright, held a sense of wonder and kindness that was rare in our brutal world. There was an ethereal quality about her, a serenity that was both captivating and soothing.

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We all then laughed. The pilot then announced on the intercom that we'll soon be arriving at the base. We later on get off the plane. We find Cassie and young Rose. She's the youngest amongst all of at 16 but the most lethal and dangerous. The tree of roses, on the outside it's a non governmental organization that gives aid but in actual sense we are more like a mercenary group run by women. Most of the strongest women in history were a part of it. "Finally, hope you had fun in the process." Cassie says with a sly smile on her face that causes me to blush. I look to Rose and her face is as stoic as ever. Always on alert and checking her surroundings.

“This is yours, Arya. I should have given you this before now, but it totally slipped my mind.” Nine pairs of eyes zoned in on us, watching our exchange. Cassie Fletcher was a household name. Apart from being the spoiled last child of her wealthy parents, she was also a top model for high end brands. They were probably wondering how Cassie and I knew each other. I took the flowers from her and placed them on my lap, my face blank. I was in no mood to pretend to be happy that she was here when I knew she only wanted to cause trouble.

Cedric said with a smile. "What kind of day?" "Your one-year recovery anniversary." He pulled out a bouquet of flowers. "Congratulations—on being reborn." I took the bouquet, my eyes misting over. "Thank you, Cedric. For this past year… for staying by my side." "Silly girl," he said gently. "I told you, I'd wait as long as it takes. So… are you ready to give me a chance now?" I paused for a few seconds, then smiled. "Alright."

White roses with blush peonies tied together in those beige ribbons brides on a budget always go for which is definitely not Cassie. I mean Cassie is the queen of extra and if she was someone who threw a pre-birthday dinner with fireworks and a floating cake. Someone who changed outfits twice during the last Pack ceremony. Then, this soft-core minimalist aesthetic? It's screaming "this isn't her idea." And if that isn't weird enough, I can't spot any high tables. No VIP Alpha guests from neighboring packs and zero live stream for the gossip blogs to eat up. Just Cassie's parents, a few elders, the priest, Luna Anna, Xylus, and some of the pack members.

He gestured to her and Immediately turned to walk away. "Excuse me miss..you can't go in with him.." my words Immediately made the woman with the pretty face turn to me. "Excuse me?" Her words came out smoothly. I immediately recognized her. I've seen her in movies before and I've seen her countless times with a mic on stage. What was her name again? Cassie Primrose. The slim and sexy blonde that Louis was always gawking at every time we were hung up with her shows on TV.

I paused tilting my head at the sight of Tommy's tongue buried deep in some girl's mouth. What was her name again? Anastasia. Stacy. Who the fuck cares. “You do know he only wants to fuck you right?” They ripped away from each other. Her cheeks tinted in red as she glanced at me. “Christ.” Tommy hissed. “The fuck do you want, Rosie?” I shrugged. “Tommy isn't going to dump me, he said he loved me.” “Yeah, Rosie. Now how about you fuck off.” I stared at her pitifully.