Novel & Cerita Cathy Glass Books

Cathy reached out before the waiter could offer, plucking three wine glasses with practiced ease. “Let me,” she said, balancing the glasses effortlessly. “One for you, sir.” She handed the first to Luther, then turned to me. “One for you, ma’am.” I hesitated for half a second. Then I took it with a courteous smile, silently noting the way her eyes flicked between me and the glass. “And of course,” she added, taking one for herself, “a little sip to celebrate the big evening.” I noticed Asher had glanced back briefly, his eyes narrowing at the scene for a split second—before someone else drew his attention.

The last thing I saw, right after the sharp pain stabbed into the back of my neck, was the icy, emotionless face of my brother, Sean Lawson. When I regained consciousness, I found myself trapped inside a huge glass box. My hands and feet were bound so tightly that I could not move at all. "Sean, you know I have claustrophobia! Please let me out!" I kept screaming, my voice breaking as I begged. Sean did not even look at me. Instead, he gently wiped the tears from Wendy Roberts' eyes.

Conference room B had glass walls. Visible from half the floor. Public. God. --- He stood immediately. Pulse hammering. What was she doing? --- When he reached the corridor, employees were pretending not to stare. Failing miserably. And inside the glass room— Cathy sat at the long table. Calm. Composed. Terrifyingly determined. --- In front of her were papers. Files. Their marriage. --- Daniel pushed the door open. “What are you doing?” he demanded under his breath.

I would appreciate it so much! As for what comes next, I will be working on The Legends of Glass Lake Series which will focus on the next generation of the Glass Lake as well as their friends and allies' children from the Celtic Wolf Series. Book one is still untitled but will focus on Mason Cross and Elena Stone as well as introducing new character. I hope to begin publishing the first few chapters in early January and hope you'll join me for the ride. Much love, Cara

#TylerAndCatherineSigningOff #TheBetasSigningOff xoxo, Cassandra M 💜💜💜 ♡♡♡ ♡♡♡ ♡♡♡ To those who want to see the orders of all the books (per series): THE BLACK SHADOW PACK SERIES He's My Alpha The Beta Is Mine Loving The Gamma In The Arms of My Alpha Through The Eyes of My Alpha Stealing The Heart of My Alpha Under The Moonlight: Collection of Mate Bond Stories INTO THE DARKNESS SAGA (Ten Years after STHOMA) Beneath Her Darkness: The Alpha’s Little Demon Braving The Darkness: One Night With The Demon King Beyond The Darkness: The Alpha’s Little Witch (Coming OCT 2023) THE ALPHA BLOOD CIRCLE SERIES (Ten Years after Beneath Her Darkness) She’s The Luna I Want The Beta And I Gamma Book (Aust

Looking around, she said, “The place is packed tonight. I guess I am not the only one who had a long week.” Nora removed her handbag from the chair next to her to indicate that Melanie was welcome at our table. “Melanie, do you remember Esmerelda? She’s one of our top investigators.” I nodded my greeting to my former secretary as I shifted beneath the steely study of her piercing green eyes. Her inspection reminded me of my grade school principal who was forever complaining to my parents about my wild and untamed coif being a distraction to the other students. Of course, my parents simply smiled and said that they’d contain it in a braid or bun while calling the principal inappropriat

Kathy's shoulder-length layered brown hair had been straightened, each layer sharply enhanced and pointedly straight. "You're new here," Kathy said. Cassie nodded, breaking eye contact because the hunger in Kathy's eyes unnerved her. Oh, God. She wants me, she thought while fighting an inner struggle against her gag reflex. "This is your section tonight. I expect you to be nearby when I need something," Kathy said. "Now be a good girl and fetch me a bottle of Pinot Grigio with two glasses." "Of course, umm, I'm sorry. What's your name?"

I can't have other hunters finding me. She raises an eyebrow. “Well, you have a brain at least. Don't find many smart ones who still wear their gifts.” Then her gaze wanders to my gloves. The scales itch against my skin, but I won't take them off. Never. Vito gave these to me. “All right, I’ll tell you as a reward for being otherwise sharp. Look at the water.” Carita kneels next to the surface, turning her back to me. Doesn’t she see I have a knife? Maybe she's just that confident.

I blasted. “Yes, my baby is a Wolfe.” I nodded, “Okay. By the way, your accomplice was Brad’s mistress.” “What—” I ended the call and tossed Brea her phone. “You didn’t bother to tell her?” Brea lifted a shoulder, “All’s fair in love and war.” I scrawled, “You don’t love him. You hate being rejected.” *** “Gianna Glass, where are you going it isn’t time for you to come out yet and why are you crying?” Mom said.

The shadows stretched long in the flickering emergency lights, and for a moment, he felt like someone was watching him. ** Mila sat by the Glass Room window, knees to her chest. The storm was receding now, but her mind hadn’t quieted. She had dreamt of Cassia again. This time, her sister hadn't screamed. She whispered. One word: "Remember." She looked down at her hands. They were trembling. In her lap lay a torn photo she had found in the common room’s drawer of two girls on a swing, one of them undeniably her. The other... Cassia. The photo was aged, creased, ripped cleanly down the middle as if someone had wanted to erase one of them.