Jyn Erso Cassian Andor Novels & Stories

His greens immediately dilated at who stands there. “Wow, you don't look too happy to see me after so many months,” Kieran stares at the intruder under his lashes. It's Cassian, his Beta, with a bag over his shoulder. He stands tall, the same height as Kieran much to his annoyance. His grey eyes staring back, hard as usual and looking like they know something that Kieran doesn't and his grayish hair matches his eyes. Kieran looks away. “I didn't know you were back.”

Maddox stumbled, trying to catch his breath. “Don’t. Ever. Touch. Her. Again.” Casio bellowed, his voice low, trembling with rage. Around us, chaos erupted. Casio’s men emerged from the shadows, each taking one of Maddox's men as a fighting partner. The air filled with grunts, moans, and sounds of fists meeting flesh. But the sound became muffled as my eyes landed on Casio. He came. He really came for me. Through the haze, I felt a hand on my shoulder; my gaze met Andy’s.

That familiar emotion within me stirred again, yet I lacked words as I listened to Cassian’s explanation. He went on to tell me everything. What he heard them saying. What he had deduced, and how Dylan threatened him. “He and Eryndor… they are behind all of this,” Cassian concluded, and my heart dropped. My head started spinning with that same familiar emotion. I didn’t even know how to react or pick one side. It was all like a firework display with just too many colors to focus on, and not in the best way. This was horror.

Elara stared at the screen, her thumbs hovering. "Ok?" she whispered to her plushie. "Just... Ok?" No emoji, no exclamation point, not even a 'me too.' It was like hitting a tennis ball at a brick wall and having it just thud and drop to the ground. She couldn't tell if he was being a gentleman or if he was literally a robot. Cassian looked at his phone,his expression earnest. He wanted to be honest with her,to let her in,even if he didn't quite know how to be playful or what to say. He just wanted to talk to her more.

Xander's POV Cassie has been my mate for ten years now. She has bore me ten kids. All boys except for our youngest pup. She is now six months old. All of her brothers are just so happy to have her as their sister. The pack has chosen Marcus to be the future alpha. Cassie is pregnant for the seventh time. She is having twins. In the order of eldest to youngest, we have Levi, Marcus, and Jackson as our triplets. We had a single pup named Leonardo. Then we had twins Matthew and Kenny. Another single pup Lenny. Our youngest two sons are Samson and Nathan. Then our one and only daughter Ashleigh. We don't know yet if we are having one, two, or three pups or what the genders are.

“What do you mean unstable… I just woke up from a twenty-five-year coma, any question I asked nobody has answered, and you come here and tell me I am unstable.” Elera glared at Cassian. Cassian didn’t expect she would react strongly to his statement. He felt a little sad, but he knew he couldn’t show her that side of him. He didn’t respond to her immediately. He studied her instead, and he noticed she had the same Ocean blue eyes as him. Elera could notice the longing in his eyes, but she didn’t know how to react. She felt she was too defensive in her answers. He spoke quietly, “You look more intact than what the reports said.” Elera felt more confused than anything else.

The tension in the air felt suffocating, as though something—or someone—was lurking just beyond the edge of their vision. Suddenly, a figure stepped out from the shadows, moving swiftly but quietly. Selene’s hand shot to her dagger, ready to strike, but Ronan’s voice stopped her. “Hold,” he whispered. “It’s just Cassian.” The figure emerged fully into the firelight, revealing a weary-looking Cassian. His eyes were narrowed, his stance guarded, and his clothes were streaked with dirt. He looked as though he’d been running, and Selene’s heart skipped at the urgency that radiated off him.

The kind of power that could level cities or restore them with a whisper. But he was kind. And that terrified the few who remembered what his name meant. Aragorn—He Who Shines Where Shadows Die. Cassie stood in the hallway that morning, watching him from afar. He was outside in the garden with Cassian and Elias, who were now teenagers—bright, awkward, protective of their brother. Cassian had become the quiet prophet, always sketching stars and scribbling down what the skies whispered. Elias, the practical one, was already a strategist, always training, reading, or meditating.

Jasper finally said. Maybe they weren't as bad as I thought they were. They looked like assholes and rough around the edges but they are actually pretty good guys. "Thanks, if you don't mind me asking. Where are your parents?" I asked. I was actually curious about them. They didn't talk to anyone and no one knew anything about them. "Orphans. Never knew our parents." Jasper replied. "Well if you guys want to hang out with us you can." I offered. ''Thanks, I'll talk to Jenson about it and see what he thinks." Jasper replied. I extended my hand out to him which he took. I turned and walked off. This day turned out to be busier than I thought it would be. I looked over to see Alex and Jenson ta

Anacá The moment Andrea opened the door, she gasped with pleasure. I could sense Eros’s presence outside the main door as I followed her to check. Yes, I was right. It was Eros and Knox, Andrea’s twin, who stood there with a wheelchair-bound Zion. I froze at the sight of Eros, unscathed and alive. After worrying all night for him, my eyes drank him in. I might be upset with him, but not upset enough to wish him dead.