Cassie X Gregory Novels & Stories

The trial seemed to have helped put everything to bed and not just for us. Cassie had opened up to me and Rachelle, sharing how she had leaned on Tyler for support throughout her tumultuous journey. She spoke of those late-night conversations where his soothing voice calmed her worries, how he had been her rock, providing comfort and understanding every step of the way. Their connection was undeniable—a bond that was blossoming into something beautiful. They shared stolen moments filled with whispered promises and laughter, yet they chose to keep their relationship under wraps until they felt the time was right, holding off on revealing their love to the world until after the storm had passe

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.

She left Isabella and blocked Xavier and his father’s path, standing akimbo with hands on her hips. "Who are you?” Xavier’s father asked, his voice polite but wary. Cassie smiled brightly. “I’m Xavier’s friend. We attend the same university… You must be his father. You look almost identical. It’s uncanny.” "I am not your friend!” Xavier snapped, gripping the drip pole tightly, knuckles white. Cassie’s smile only widened. "Don't listen to him, Daddy Xavier,” she said sweetly. “He is always like that with me. We fight a lot, it’s part of our banter. Keeps things exciting.” She moved closer, trying to touch his arm.

“When I was twenty, before I met your grandfather… I fell in love.” Grace blinked. “You did?” Cassie nodded, eyes far away. “His name was Elijah. He was a poet. Brilliant. Wild. Kind. We met at a spoken word night I was too nervous to perform at.” Grace listened in awe as Cassie told the story, of how they spent nights reading Neruda, days marching in protests, and weekends dreaming about saving the world. “We were fire and wind,” she whispered. “But not everything that burns is meant to last.”

she said softly, with her voice sweet and gentle. She quickly moved closer to him and Raider's breath stopped. The torchlight brightened their faces as she kissed Rax with a passion that showed desire and closeness. They hugged and everything around Raider started to fall apart. “Cassandra,” Rax whispered to her. “I’ve really missed you.” Caught between anger and hurt, Raider stepped into the light and shouted “What’s going on here?” Cassandra and Rax pulled away clearly surprised, but neither seemed sorry. In fact, they both seemed relaxed like they were playing a game that got caught, but didn’t care about the result.

Nicholas added. They settled on a travel show where two best friends failed their way through European cuisine. As the hosts argued over how to poach eggs in Prague, Nicholas nuzzled into Cassie’s neck. “You smell like my shampoo.” “Because I used it. I wanted to smell like home,” she teased. His fingers brushed her thigh. “You are home.” Cassie bit her lip, her cheeks pink. “You’re dangerously cheesy this morning.” “You love it.” “I tolerate it. It makes me go crazy.”

"As your best friend. As the woman who has held your hair through four breakups and one stomach flu and one extremely ill-advised attempt to bleach your own hair in 2019." "Okay." "You are going to take the deal." "Avery." "Cass. You are going to take the deal. " "Avery, I cannot just — I cannot just agree to be married to a stranger for six months in exchange for —" "You can. You absolutely can. People do worse things for less every single day. You signed up to plan other people's weddings for ten percent commission and haven't slept past six a.m. since 2021. You have been quietly waiting for permission to be unreasonable your entire life, Cass. He just gave it to you. "

“And the joy of mine!” Cassie laughs at their dialogue, thinking about the hottest guy she has ever met, who is totally straight. God, she really needs to visit Estetico at the first opportunity. After listening to Sajan's other funny inferences about gay people, Cassie leaves them in the hallway and enters the kitchen. She needs to put the croissants into the oven before Mr. Boulanger arrives. Before starting her task, she takes her phone out of her pocket and starts texting to Aunt Gilda.

talked as she layed on the bed, another favorite of the band played from the speaker , Cassie danced and jumped in enthusiasm. She sang at the top of her voice . ' Keep it down, we got neighbors around ' Cassie wasn't the noisy type , she was just crazy and head over heels for the blue moon leader. Ellie smiled and giggled as watched Cassie dance moves. Cassie pulled her up to join her. They danced vigorously and sang to the song. The song came to an end , they fell on the bed panting hard and giggling like kids . ' Ellie, that was fun' still out of breath , Cassie laughed ' it sure was ' Ellie hugged Cassie like a child There was a moment of silence between them , they could hear their hea

Alex tells her “Well then, I think I know the best place” Cassie says with a grin, before picking out her phone from her bag The drive to Roger’s palace was filled with mostly Aaron and Cassie’s voices and occasionally, Alex’s. Aaron talked about their plans of moving into the house and Cassie told them about the new book she had been working on. They let her talk all through the drive, while Aaron kept asking her questions after questions, which she seemed to enjoy. Cassie was amused on how focused Alex was on the road, it was like the moment his palms touched the steering, he was in a whole new world.