Cassie Supernatural Novels & Stories

Kell It doesn’t take long for us to get to Mathias’ place. Cassia Mathias’s is mate meets us at the door. Cassia is hot and tall with long blonde hair. Today she’s wearing a black tank top, black yoga pants, and her hair is tied up in a high ponytail. Like me, Cassia is supernatural. But she a full angel. She and Mathias met a few months back at Cal State when he went looking for her psycho father, Lukan Garron. They had a rocky start, but they’re a solid couple now.

She felt like she was fighting with a possessed demon. “You really wanna know my mission in this clan huhn…look at me” Cassie drags her face upward, wearing a devilish grin “Well, my mission is to send you to hell” She snapped giving her a head cut as Celine went unconscious. She picked up her body and placed her on her own bed. She scurried towards where her laptop is, picking it up as she click on the cam recorder. She smiled to her satisfaction when it displayed what she has always wanted.

(replied my sister Inès) Indeed, by authorizing Cassandra to return home, Inès had a plan in mind. Her objective was to know the house of Cassandra and to have information on all her family. So she gave Philippe the task of following Cassandra without her realizing it. Philippe is also a werewolf and he is from the same family as Inès and me. He is our cousin. So it's him that Inès and I are waiting for before going home. He should come and give us the results of the mission entrusted to him.

“Yeah, but how do you know? I don’t think I told you.” “Remember, I knew that she was alive all this time. And I knew that she was battling addiction.” He nodded slowly. That made sense. But he was still confused. “Okay…but what about it? Where is she? Is she okay?” Leon felt like he should tell the guy about Cassie first, but he had already started leading with the woman. Maybe he still could though. “There’s something you also should know. It’s about Cassie,” he began. “She got bitten by Malek, the tribrid that Selena is supposed to go up against. And she’s now a vampire, her mind completely gone.”

Her gaze swept across the room slowly, methodically, as if reading each of us, weighing our thoughts before she even asked a question. “So,” she said, her voice low but carrying clearly, “what comes to mind when you hear the word… supernatural?” The question hit like ice water, freezing a few of the students in place. I could feel Cassie’s hand shoot up almost instinctively, her expression eager and calculated, her silver earrings glinting as if mocking anyone who dared hesitate. “Uh… ghosts? Magic? Vampires?” she said with a laugh that tried too hard to sound casual. “Stuff that isn’t… real.”

"So not only do I have to worry about the Syndicate blowing me up, I have to worry about a stuck patriarch judging me." "He will try to provoke you, and if you show fear or if you let me fight your battles for you, he wins." "Let him come," Cassie said, turning back to them. Her eyes flashed with resolve. "I have handled psychopaths like Cane and put Varga in his place, he won't be any different." She looked at Miriam. "Accept his attendance and put him next to me at the head table." "Are you sure?" "Absolutely," Cassie smiled without humor. "If he wants to test the Luna of the White Wolf Clan, he’s welcome to try."

I asked and just realised it was a stupid question. The creature sitting before me looks like a ghost. Does she need a special mechanism to find me? I am Sapphira. The wolf of Kassie. Kassie is Damien's younger sister. She is dead, but her heart is alive inside you. I was neither dead nor alive, because Kassie never had the chance to grow up. However, with an alpha blood bonded to your blood, and Kassie's heart inside you, you were able to get pregnant with Alpha Damien's seed. About finding you, I had always been with you since you woke me through your intimacy with Damien, except it didn't make sense to show myself to you. Sapphira replied, and I blinked twice, trying to make sense of what

For a fleeting moment, I felt free—untethered from the weight of the past. My eyes drifted closed, and for the first time in days, my breathing slowed. The world faded, replaced by the gentle hum of the wind and distant laughter. But the peace didn’t last. A strange, prickling sensation crawled up my spine, yanking me back to reality. My eyes snapped open—and I froze. Cold, dark eyes stared down at me, piercing through me like sharpened blades. Familiar, haunting, and impossible to forget. “We meet again, Cassie.”

Oliver looked a lot like our mom too but I take after my dad. I let the tears fall off my face and I wanted to reach out to her but I couldn't I couldn't touch her I couldn't let her touch me so I reverted back to the window. "I know you're in there. I know you are there; you have to fight for me, Cassi. Please fight for me and come back; I need you. We need you" Her words hurt. I'm not in here anymore I don't know where the Casey they knew is anymore. Probably still in Africa. Maybe she died when her brother and bestfriend did.

Cassie wakes up on Saturday morning too early. She rolls on her bed left and right because of the excitement of her upcoming secret date with Mathias. After a while, she hears the sound of a text message notification on her phone. The name on its screen she sees makes her heart skip a beat. DM: Morning, baby girl. Slept well? Cassie reads the message and her fingers rapidly tap on the screen. Yes, daddy. You?… Before sending it, she changes her mind and deletes the magical word to prevent it losing value.