Kassidi Gallagher Novels & Stories

She said, Even if her mother didn't really believe what she said, she just had to because Isabella wouldn't do anything to bring shame to her. ***** (Collins Mansion) Cassandra was busy pressing her phone in the living room. Her head resting on the sofa chair she was sitting on, smiling as she scrolled. She has been scrolling on Kade’s I*******m page, smiling like Kade is her boyfriend or something. She's so in love with Kade and somehow can't get herself to stop thinking about him. Kade uploaded a photo on his page, and the reaction was insane, it has over a million likes, tens of thousands of comments, and shares increasing rapidly. Honestly, it wasn’t surprising. He looked too good for it

- I reached a final decision after pondering on it for a while. "Okay. I'll send you the details, I'm leaving now" - she turned to the meek girl with the huge framed glasses. "She's in your hands now" - she smiled before heading out the door. Without Rachel around, my attention turned to the young lady, "I believe introductions are in order. My name is Selene Woods and you?" - I initated a formal introduction between us both. "Bennett Gale, I'm an intern at the agency and I'm also a big fan of your movies, ma'am" - she spoke excitedly with a big grin on her face.

At first, she strongly objected to this because she wanted me to be one of her honored guest, but I insisted on serving as I wanted to make myself useful. My name is Cassandra and I am French. I come from a modest family, and I am 16 years old. I've been seeing a psychologist for 3 years because my parents think I'm abnormal. It's because I hate what most people like, and I like what other people hate. Most of the time I like to be alone, and it disturbs my family. This is how they entrusted me to the psychologist Morgane since I was 13 years old. Unfortunately, the three years of counseling I did with the psychologist Morgane did not improve anything in me. Despite this, my parents still th

“Let me see that.” Iggy turned the laptop toward Caleb. The first thing Caleb noticed was that Cassandra’s cousins looked a lot like her, just without the dreads. The one who was Kennedy had her hair in a layered pixie cut, her skin was dark, she had a button nose and high cheek bones, while the younger one- Kylie, had a cute innocence to her features and the most captivating pair of golden eyes he had ever seen, her hair was a mass of copper coloured curls that framed her oval face and made her even cuter. He thought he got a nice blend of both women in his Cassandra

She paused and resumed her pacing which she had stopped when she had been speaking. Alex was very shocked. So shocked that it was a wonder that he managed to conceal his gasp of surprise. He stopped it at the last moment because he didn't want her to know he was here. He still wanted to hear more before he would reveal himself but now he knew more than enough to come to a solid conclusion. He knew that his mate, Jasmine, was the unknown serial killer who had been killing people from their pack for a while now. His own mate, his goddess-given mate was a serial killer and he was just finding it out from her own mouth. Never had he expected to hear something like that when he had followed Jasmi

And imaginery Footsteps approaching me. That slow, arrogant walk of his. I leaned forward, both hands on the desk. Eyes locked on the screen. Think, Kai. Not what he shows. What he hides. And then..It clicked. I froze. “What about Alessa's birthady? He hates her and Doesnt love her. Why would he use her brithday!! I decided to try and if it fails I will carry the blame alone. ALESSA’S BIRTHDAY. Enter:**************

“To continue, let’s say she doesn’t have a mark on her neck by tomorrow—call Mom. We need more info from her. You need to do this thing that I will suggest so Zach can stop with his lies.” I nodded my head, and she began with her suggestions. My eyes widened as I listened, but everything she said made sense. I just needed the guts to do that, but first, I needed confirmation from Aunt Celeste. I nodded my head again, agreeing with everything. I was about to say something when Cassidy spoke again. “Okay, girls, I have to go. I already see Kairo.” “Kairo?” We all asked at the same time. “Yes, that sexy Alpha of Dark Wood Pack.” Cassidy winked at us.

Cassidy POV "How much does she know?" I asked, pointing at Lisa and ignoring her mother entirely. Kieran nodded. "Can we all just sit?" Lisa and Susan moved toward the sofa near the fireplace, keeping as much distance as possible between us. "We've reached the point where partial explanations are no longer useful," Kieran said, his eyes staying on Lisa until she finally looked back at him. She had handed him her trust already. That much was obvious. "This is Cassidy," Kieran told her, his hand reaching toward my side of the room. "The woman I told you about. The one connected to the people who helped me survive Meridian conditioning years ago.”

His presence suddenly intimidating her. " Caden?" Her eyes searched for him, Caden. She saw him, his muscular physique lazily walked towards a large desk of which he opened and took out something large. She hadn't noticed what it was at first but when he came closer, she saw it and a detrimental gasp swooshed out of her lips. " Cassandra Wilson— Candidate A24. A trustee of the BDSM organisation. Sworn to die by the hands of the enemy rather than to betray the organisation itself, recently diagnosed with chronic breast cancer which is why they sent you on this mission instead— because you have less than a month to live."

“Maybe he’s finally having an affair? The Ice King getting soft?” “I don’t know,” she replied. “I haven’t gathered enough evidence yet. But there’s something off about this girl. Her background is too clean… too perfect. And the mysterious hacker ‘K’ is protecting her information. Everything about her on the internet looks forged, but I still can’t prove it.” Anger rose in her voice. Suddenly, she grabbed the edge of the desk and threw a smaller laptop across the room. It crashed against the wall with a loud crack. She stood up, breathing hard, and stared at the large screen where Cassian Hale’s photo was displayed — cold gray eyes, sharp jaw, the face of the man who had destroyed so many li