Cassiopeia Black Novels & Stories

They are wearing more makeup and their dresses got magically shorter. “Good evening.” I answer. “Do you need help?” They fake a shy smile and run their fingers through their long hair. One of them places her hand on the Black Tiger’s shoulder, “What’s your name?” she asks with a melodious tone. I can't stop staring at her hand and I suddenly got scared for her. You never know what might happen. The Black Tiger doesn't seem to care. He peacefully takes his glass and sips his martini. The other girl moves next to him and tightens her arms around her sides to bring out her chest. Pitiful.

Cassandria POV. We arrived at the hotel and we all bathed and got ready. I sent word to Daragh, and he told me to come when I was ready and to ask for him at the bar. I’m dressed differently than I used to dress. Gone is the business and precious tesoro. In her place is a woman on a damn mission. Standing in all black. Black leather pants, a black ripped T-shirt, black knee-high boots and biker jacket. My long black hair is pulled into a high ponytail and I have neutral make-up on my face with a dark red lip.

Meanwhile somewhere far away from the traffic jam, There's a lady standing on the roof top of a 9 storey building, checking on Badmus with binoculars and a 200M military grade sniper with a long range laser optic scopes on it. The lady's name is Elizabeth who goes by the code name of {Black Ace ♠️} , She's also a member of the Prime X force and just like Diamond and the others, she was tasked with the order to take out Badmus. But unlike her team mates, Black ace was different in every way.

Such mentally sick people. Kristen was about talking when Daniel entered the training ground, and everyone immediately stopped what they were doing and greeted him. Most of the female mobsters drooled at the sight of him. Wearing a sleeveless shirt and black leather pants, he was smoking hot. His exposed biceps weren't helping matters, as they added to his sexily fit body, making the females have wild thoughts. Kristen rolled her eyes. Daniel saw it but choose to ignore her. He had better things to do than calling the brat to order.

The lands weren’t exhibiting any sort of magical episode. “It’s happening again!” She said as she turned the mirroring spell to the direction the dark magic was coming from. “It’s HIM!!!” I said in shock. “It’s Cassius!” A portal opened and a creature walked right through. The same being that killed my Leonard and was after my child, Elena. Cassius the Titan, he was called by. He came through the portal and after him, an entire pack of lycans. The black moon pack. By the symbol they bore, I could make out that they were the Black Moon pack. They all shape-shifted into their supernatural form and then, came charging right for the coven.

The lands weren’t exhibiting any sort of magical episode. “It’s happening again!” She said as she turned the mirroring spell to the direction the dark magic was coming from. “It’s HIM!!!” I said in shock. “It’s Cassius!” A portal opened and a creature walked right through. The same being that killed my Leonard and was after my child, Elena. Cassius the Titan, he was called by. He came through the portal and after him, an entire pack of lycans. The black moon pack. By the symbol they bore, I could make out that they were the Black Moon pack. They all shape-shifted into their supernatural form and then, came charging right for the coven.

Cameron, Dante, and Lux accompany her as advisors and security. They arrive at the neutral location—an abandoned warehouse on unclaimed territory—to find Julian Blackfang already present. He's in his fifties, built like a fortress, radiating old-school alpha dominance. Beside him stands Raven. Cassandra Blackfang is beautiful in a sharp, dangerous way. Nineteen years old, dark hair, eyes that calculate threat assessments in seconds. She wears black leather marked with raven feathers and carries herself like someone who's never doubted her right to power.

That was when she heard the voices from the entrance hall—a mix of low murmurs and sharp commands, accompanied by the unmistakable presence of authority. Cassia looked up just in time to see him. The Beta from the Blackwood Pack. Lucian was his name, she overheard from a passing enforcer. He stood tall and powerful, with a commanding presence that seemed to fill the entire hall. Dark hair framed his face, strands falling just above his brows, casting shadows that accentuated his intense gaze. His eyes, a piercing shade of onyx, scanned the room, and for a brief moment, they settled on her.

the voice came through again, sounding more frustrated but it was crystal clear this time with the phone by her ear. Her heart dropped when she realised who it was. Vanessa. V. Blackwell was Vanessa Blackwell. Cassius was engaged to a Blackwell. "He's pocket-answered again," Izzie heard her voice grow distant as she talked to someone else before the line went dead and the phone screen returned to Cassius' lock-screen. Her chest tightened as she saw that the lock-screen was a picture of him and Vanessa. They were both dressed up to the nines, Vanessa looked like some sort of Greek goddess in a stunning white ball-gown that had a slit running up the side all the way past her hip, showing off h

Theresa wheezed, rushing over to kneel beside me with her soft hands moving comfortingly inside my hair. I gasped, tears filling my vision as I scrambled away from the woman who towered above me like a wraith, her narrowed hazel eyes and long blonde hair billowed around her shoulders like waterfalls. “Listen to me, Elizabeth Milkhart, because I will only repeat this over your grave.” Cassandra Blackwood hissed, pointing one crooked black claw at me as a scream lodged in my throat.