Cathy Cassidy Author Novels & Stories

I understood their apprehension, despite my disappointment. Though my physical scars had healed, the emotional wounds remained. I struggled with nightmares and insomnia whenever my sister was not nearby. Everything changed when I met Cassie. She is an extraordinary woman—a stranger, a single mother, and a friend of my sister’s. Yet, I felt an immediate and profound connection with her, as though we had known each other forever. Cassie became my anchor, offering safety, peace of mind, and perhaps even happiness. She was the one who finally helped me find the peace I had been desperately seeking.

Cassidy looks away before answering. "I'm not sure, honestly. I know I was put here to help restore the balance, but why did I have to be alone for so long. Why couldn't I have been placed in a pack or with a family? I had to fight my entire life." She sounds so sad, but I think I know why. "What did you do before Bryce came along?" I ask her. "I walked everywhere. I have been all over the United States. I felt restless if I wasn't walking somewhere. However, when I came here this morning, I felt like I was home. I don't feel that restlessness anymore." I smile and squeeze her hand.

Chapter 1: Stolen Heat in the Hallway Cassandra Fuck! I still remember the day everything started. I was twenty, freshly accepted to Riverside University, and pissed that my life was getting rearranged because Mom finally found “the one.” **Two Years Ago** “Grab that box, Cassie,” Mom called, waving at me with a bright smile I hadn’t seen in years. “Alexander should be inside helping his dad.” I bent down to lift a heavy box of my books, my shorts riding up my thighs. That’s when he stepped out the front door.

The fever made everything feel blurry and too warm, but her fingers moving slowly through my hair grounded me a little. It was embarrassing how good it felt. “You’re not a side chick,” she said quietly. “You’re Riley fucking Thompson. You write books that make people horny and heartbroken at the same time. You beat Cassie’s ass in public. You don’t do ‘side piece’ energy.” I smiled weakly. “Tell that to the ring on her finger.” Mila sucked her teeth dramatically. “Please. Cassie looks like she says ‘do you know who my father is’ to restaurant staff.”

Cassidy takes a seat across from me in a heartbeat. “I can’t believe you made me cross three bus stops just to pick up your tab.” Cassidy lives in the heart of Chicago with her parents and her six brothers. Correction, six hot brothers. But that’s not the point right now. She looks mad at me for making her journey two hours to get here. “I’m sorry, Cass. I had no choice. I felt stuffed at home and I just wanted to go out. Left my purse at home and I didn’t want to go back ‘cause I wasn’t ready to face my mother.”

“You can't, you can't do that, I still….” “You still what, Damian?” A woman's voice asked, which made both me and Damian turn. It was Cassie, still the same, pretty, tall, and sexy. Well, for the first time, her presence didn't intimidate me, as I looked ten times hotter than her. I've worked on my body for the past four years, so I didn't need anyone to tell me. ****** AUTHORS NOTE Hi lovely reader, thank you so much for reading. I apologize for the irregular updates. I'm mainly working on my other book —I am trying to complete it. But from May, I'll daily update this one, for now, expect three to two chapters a week. Happy reading.

She asked. "Yeah, he is," I said looking towards the kitchen entrance. Just then, Liam walked in. "Hey, babe," He said softly. I smiled as he kissed my right cheek. "You know what I think, Zori?" Cassy said. "What dear?" "I think you might have to forfeit searching for that book for now. I believe if it's meant for you to find it, you will one day. Or," She paused. "Or?" I urged. "This is just a silly suggestion girl but you can write another if you feel like it." She finally said, her voice lacing her doubts as well.

It was not rocket science, she reasoned. She was tired of carrying the virginity badge. She needed to set it down and let others carry it. But where to start? She couldn't just ask a random guy for sex. She was not comfortable with going to clubs, she only went because her friends insisted. She was also not brave like Emily and Sarah. She had met Emily when she joined for her PHD. Sarah had been her friend from when she was doing her Masters. She admired Emily's brazen nature. The way she was not afraid to speak her mind, the way she went for anything she wanted, that was what Cassie wished for. Emily was an extrovert, she was loud and funny. Sarah was an introverted extrovert who was also r

she said lightly as she rose, already stepping back from her chair before the two men could react. “I’ll just refresh myself.” She didn’t wait for a response. Cassie walked away, heels clicking softly against the floor, her composure intact—but only on the surface. Her social battery was dangerously low, drained by the scrutiny, the performances, and the constant undercurrent of hostility. She needed quiet. Space. Somewhere she could breathe and gather her thoughts. Even after six long years—and despite everything she had achieved—she was still Cassidy at her core. The woman who preferred solitude to crowds, silence to shallow pleasantries. The grandeur, the forced smiles, the endless preten

Hello my wonderful readers! I promise I haven’t forgotten about you! I know I teased something big, and now it’s finally here! Cassy has already started flexing her Moon Goddess muscles in my other book, Pregnant Luna - Lawful Rebellion. If you haven’t checked it out yet, I’d love for you to dive into it while you wait for this story to pick back up. Don’t worry, it’ll only be a few more weeks! Thank you for your incredible patience and unwavering support. I admit I was nervous about revealing the crossover too soon, but I hope you know I’d never abandon you!