Cathy Cassidy Author Novels & Stories

Halfway through the meal, the conversation turned deeper. “Tell me something true,” Rusty said suddenly, setting down his wine glass. “Something the priest’s daughter would never say in the light of day.” Cattleya considered him for a long moment. Then, quietly: “Sometimes I wonder if I became a doctor to understand death better… so I could control it. So I could decide who lives and who doesn’t.” The confession hung in the air between them. Rusty’s expression softened with understanding. “And I built empires because ruling the world felt safer than feeling it.” He reached across the table, taking her hand. “Until you.”

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!

A part of me wanted to call Franco and tell him everything—leaving out the part about the abduction and my sudden marriage, of course, because there was no way I could share that with him. Cassandra Floyd: Franco, you won’t believe this, but I’m about to interview for a job at ALX Corporation. I’m hoping that with everything I’ve got, I will get this job. While waiting for the elevator to reach its destination, I sent the message to Franco, my best friend. Franco Thomas A: You’re going to nail it. I guarantee it, Cass! A smile crept onto my face as his reply came through almost instantly. This man truly was the best.

For a moment, she looked around the table, her friends, her support, the closest thing to a chosen family she’d ever known, and the truth slipped out in a soft, almost fragile voice. “I think… yes.” Everyone’s eyes widened. "WHAT?" They said in unison. Cassie sighed heavily, as if releasing a secret she’d carried alone. “I think I want to stop acting. Or at least take a long break. I… I want to write again. That’s what I used to do. Before everything. I was an author. A screenwriter, you know. It felt like home. Acting never felt that way for me. I only joined to taunt Rachael. But she's not worth my time anymore.”

Kai sighed frustratedly and walked towards the cat who surprisingly didn't run from him like it always does. Kai squatted in front of the cat, removed the letter from its collar. He opened the letter and the smile on his face becomes more wide when he read the letter's content. "Interesting!" *********** Cassie walked through the whole New York street like a dead log of wood. She walked through a miles of one hundred kilometers from the Alex's mansion to her house. Since she was just a temporary worker she can't live in the mansion only permanent workers are allowed to. Since she doesn't want to spend her money on a cab since almost all her salary as been deducted only because she couldn't l

Croix. “We’re just in time.” Adam whispered. He squeezed my arm while Norma took to the center stage for the introduction. “It is with great pride and honor that C. B. Publishing announces the release of the fourth installment of Cassy, the Good Witch, both in paperback and hardback.” The crowd broke into applause, and I started to sweat. Nervously, I licked my lips while listening to Norma talk about the highlights of my next book. It felt surreal to see how well-received my book was. I looked away and my eyes collided with that of my ex-husband.

And it had to be Stefano fucking Sinclair. What did she even see in that guy? Because he’s taller than me? Smarter-looking? Wears glasses like her, and I don’t? Maybe I should throw on a pair of specs too. I scoffed at that thought. Why the hell am I comparing myself to a nobody? And why the actual fuck am I still thinking about that woman? Cassidy North is just my secretary. Just my assistant. I already got my Lady Masquerade. I should be celebrating.

She was all too glad to see him go after nearly an hour. "It must be Friday," she muttered, and ran her hand through her short, dark curls in exasperation. How could she be expected to learn all this? Unlike Jonathan who was given the chance to study all these as he was growing, she had never been bothered to even glance at a book, except when putting them away. Most of her days were spent learning how to sew, or sitting in the drawing room and knitting beside her mother while she enchanted her with tales of her forbidden love, so full of wonder that Cassy used to imagine what it would be like to care so deeply about someone that she’d be willing to give up everything for their sake.

“I killed the two men outside, then went back for Emerson. I killed her boyfriend, and called Mark to clean up the bodies, or whatever it is that they do.” “So what happened then?” “Before those men came for us, I found Emerson reading my therapy journal. I wrote everything in there, every single thing that happened to me in that cell.” Cassidy’s intake of breath was sharp, and for a moment she looked like a deer caught in headlights. He was sure that her heart was beating erratically. Remembering trauma did that. “I didn’t write about you. I wrote about Rowena, and the other guys. I only mentioned that one woman left with us the day we were saved.”