Novel & Cerita Cassie Supernatural

Hope lets out, "So we could have to deal with another fucking witch?" Cassie sighs, nods and looks down. "Well, we might not have to," I chime in with some positivity my sister rolls her eyes at, "Do you think she'll want to bewitch a man as well?" "No, she doesn’t do that yet. She’s only twenty, not nearly as strong or experienced as Ozzy and she doesn't have a coven yet, so she’s weak. She's trying to build the base so she can start scamming men soon. Her money right now comes from regular crime and sex work," she says, like it's no big deal. But, oh well, at least I won't have to worry about Farrow falling for yet another mate-trap.

"My name is Cassie. I've been following it for months. It's a demon, and it's causing devastation throughout the city." Luna was taken aback. She'd never believed in demons or other supernatural beings. But she couldn't deny what she'd just witnessed. Cassie grinned as she noted Luna's perplexity. "I know it's a lot to take in, Luna, but you have a gift." You're a werewolf with skills that most individuals can only wish for." Luna was taken aback. She had always known she was unusual, but she had never considered the possibility that she was a normal werewolf. However, when Cassie revealed her powers and her part in the fight against supernatural evil, Luna recognized she had a purpose and a

"Besides, while I'm away, Silvia will be in charge. That shouldn't be a problem." Cassie's eyebrows went up. She hadn't realized Silvia was so powerful. Silvia was a kind person, but sometimes she was also a bit strange. Cassie smiled at herself at the thought. She was in love with a werewolf, so she really had no right to think anyone else was weird. "In love?" Her eyes went wide. She shook her head, trying to convince herself it wasn't true. Maybe it was just a crush? She knew she was lying to herself.

Carson stood still and smiled. "Carson, before Cassandra killed her victims, she bewitched them but it didn't work on you, how did you do it?". Cath asked Carson and Carson smiled. "I really don't know, but I think it was because of the full moon. Because at that moment, I was strong, so she couldn't call out my soul. If it hadn't been the full moon, she might have taken my soul also". Carson answered Cath. Suddenly, the weather turned black and it started raining immediately. The heroes saw a small hut afar and quickly went to take shelter. While staying inside the hut, they saw something fall from the sky.

Tristan follows behind me and takes a seat when I gesture for them too. “What’s going on, Rowan?” Mikhail asks. My lips twist into a grimace as I consider what to say. “I’m glad that you’re all here.” I wave a hand in Tristan’s direction. “All of you know Tristan already.” Tristan nods his head in acknowledgment. “Tristan is not just my brother, but he’s also the master of the Halo that I work for. Over the past couple of months, several Supernatural students have gone missing from our school. We recently found out that they were murdered, and parts of their bodies were used to construct some kind of Frankenstein monster. It’s pretty gruesome and puzzling at once. Due to the severity of the

“Well, that’s why we, I mean Atlas thinks, your other abilities may be more prominent” I wasn’t sure I could deal with anymore bizarre information but I needed to know. “What other abilities?” “Thea, werewolves are part of the supernatural world. There are others who also live in it. From what you’ve told me, it is likely you have the powers of a mage”. “What is a mage?” “Mages possess magic. They are more powerful than werewolves. They are able to control, destroy or renew the elements around them”. My head was swimming, “I…don’t understand”. Bessie reached for my hand, and gently held it between her own. “When that man tried to touch you, I think you unconsciously spelled yourself to be su

They appear from around the corner of the building, Luna's arm wrapped protectively around Cassidy's shoulders as she guides her friend away from whatever confrontation they've just escaped. Cassidy's usually warm brown eyes are flashing with an amber glow that I recognize all too well, and her hands are clenched into fists at her sides. Her breathing is rapid and shallow, and I can see the telltale signs of her supernatural nature threatening to break through her human facade. Her dark hair is disheveled, and there's a wildness about her posture that speaks of barely contained rage. It makes me stop as I look at the both of them. Despite my own emotional turmoil, concern for my friends imme

"He-I think we broke up." The bed creaks when she sits on the edge beside me. "Because of you being here?" I nod, blinking back tears. "Yeah, he uh thought I'd let a vamp drink..." Can't finish the words. He knows that my folks had been attacked by something in the woods that night when I was little. How on Earth would he believe I would hook up with a supernatural after a few days of being here? "Bastard." She clicks her tongue ring against her teeth. Purple strands are woven into her dark hair and slide across her cheek from the ceiling fan and she brushes them back.

“They are literally falling into our hands…wait! That means John Myles is headed our way too!” “I know!” I say, already preplanning in my head. “We are going to find a way to get him to stop his car. I want to deal with him before the boys get the option.” She quickly glances over at me sliding my hand into my purse. “What are your plans, Cassie?” “I have a gun,” I say with a wide smile. She quickly takes her foot off the gas, her eyes turning to me as they widen. “You are not about to shoot him! Let Devin do any of that stuff, he’s the billionaire. He has a better chance of getting away with it.”

No trace of Caleb. “Cassidy, snap out of it already. Stop thinking about him. See, your mind is playing tricks on you because you keep on thinking about him.” I grumbled to myself and decided to put my camera back in my bag when a sudden gust of wind went past me. I looked up and saw another beautiful creature standing not very far from me in the opposite direction. He had an average height and was probably the same age as me. How did he get there? I was pretty sure, I didn't see anyone walking in this area. I thought to myself as I studied him. He had this somewhat similar paleness and charisma as Caleb. Maybe the only difference was, that he didn't appeal to me. I decided to continue walki