Kassidi Gallagher Novels & Stories

He didn't want to go her wrong impression about him! Chantelle sat down on the bed, still processing what had just happened. It was a strange mix of emotions - embarrassment, gratitude, and relief. But the thing that stood out to her the most was the sense of safety and comfort she felt around Delcan. It was a feeling she hadn't experienced in a long time, and she savored it. She knew that she was on the path to healing, and Delcan was helping her every step of the way.

Stepping into the room, Daisy quickly flipped her light switch. 'Dang it! The power is out again.' Her thoughts raced as she walked slowly into the dark room. Just then the light flickers on. "Surprise!" The voice of Allison Melody and her two friends Vicki and Christiana broke through the silence. "Happy birthday, Daisy!" Allison and her friend's voices reverberate through the apartment, echoing with warmth and excitement. Daisy stood frozen, caught between the rush of adrenaline from the initial shock and the sudden flood of relief that washed over her.

The Paris safe house was a shadowed refuge, its rain-streaked windows reflecting the city’s restless pulse. Kai Castellano stood by a map, his black jacket unzipped, his icy blue eyes haunted by the Order of Cinders’ tie to his mother’s death. The ambush at the tarmac had sharpened their resolve, Viktor Drazen’s funding of the Order a blade at their empire’s heart. Gianna’s Paris contact, a former Castellano ally, was their key to unraveling the network’s plans. Kai’s jaw clenched, their mid-flight kiss, Gianna’s fierce leadership, a flame that steadied him against the storm of his past.

I didn’t know which of them was my real fated mate. Suddenly, the door slammed open. Cassandra stood there with two of her wolves behind her. Her eyes were full of hate. “I knew you were hiding a secret,” she snarled, hissing repeatedly. “You and your evil secrets.” Scarlett stepped in front of me, frowning at Cassandra. “Leave my daughter alone, you devilish woman!” Cassandra laughed and flew fast toward my mom, her claws hitting straight on my mother’s arm. “I want to make sure she dies. She is the devil here!”

She was wearing the deep green and her hair was up and the mate mark at her neck was visible and she walked toward us with the unhurried directness she carried everywhere and looked at Kaden with clear grey eyes. "Alpha Kaden," she said. "I am Cassandra. I understand your territory borders the Velden pack." Kaden looked at her for a moment. "It does," he said. "Then you felt the Velden binding break last week," she said. "We all felt it," he said carefully. "Some more clearly than others." "What did it feel like from your side of the border?" she said.

Vegas yelled. “I, Kylie Candace Kazimir, pledge to uphold the secret of the assassin creed and always put my duty first,” those words played in my head. The gun fell out of my hands as such horrible things I had done began to play in my head. Multiple gunshots and blood splashing played in my head. Was this truly the person I was? An assassin? “Kylie, stay with me,” Vegas slapped my cheeks lightly, “Don't fucking close your eyes on me!!”

And this time, I was done being the woman at the edge of the room taking notes while men decided what happened next. I was Cassidy. His secretary. His wife. The woman who knew where every file was buried and every weakness lived. And if Lucas Voss wanted war, then he was about to learn the most dangerous thing in Dante Damiani’s empire wasn’t the man at the top. It was the woman standing beside him.

“It’s really incredible to see.” “We’re incredibly easy to like,” Lizzy replied, tossing her dirty blonde hair over her shoulder. Everyone laughed. “Too true,” Alpha Ledger said. “This is Cassidy, also part of New Dawn,” Lizzy said, turning to the girl sitting next to her. “Hi,” Cassidy said. She had auburn hair and dark brown eyes. I recognized her from school, though she looked healthier, more grown up and confident since the last time I had seen her. I was pretty sure she hadn’t been a member of New Dawn back then, which meant she was probably another refugee.

The walls were adorned with photographs capturing moments of joy, featuring Black alongside his loved ones—his family, Killian , and even a perplexing image of him with an unfamiliar, breathtaking woman. This mysterious lady possessed vibrant, fiery red hair that cascaded around her shoulders, complementing her entrancing green eyes. She exuded an air of regal elegance, resembling a princess as resplendent as Ginni . Her flawless, porcelain complexion accentuated the radiance of her red locks.

AUTHOR'S POV At the Ridgewood Pack [Screaming] [Moaning] [More Moaning] Cassandra Maximoff, Calista's elder sister, was letting out some high-pitched moans at the Alpha’s Chambers. She was romped up in a steamy session with her dear lover, Zora. Cassandra was doing her thing on the top of Zora’s stiff rod; she was riding him with all her strength, but she unintentionally fell on Zora’s broad chest, after he released his seeds inside of her.