Lady Dimitrescu Daughters Cassandra Novels & Stories

I thought she was the wife. “Papa,” Kassandra called in a sweet feminine voice and kissed Mr. Cassano’s cheek. “This is Kassandra, my only child and daughter, and this is Beatriz, my wife,” Mr. Cassano also introduced the middle-aged woman. She looked so elegant and graceful. She had an ivory complexion and she’s kind of petite, unlike Kassandra who’s the Latina type. They didn’t have any resemblance, actually, so I wonder if Mrs. Cassano is the mother of Kassandra.

I answered, still waiting for him to introduce me to the young girl. “Erm… Sara, this is Queen Cassandra. Cassie, this is Sara, my cousin.” Damian uttered, while I and Sarah locked gazes. “Hi, Queen Cassandra! It’s nice to finally meet you. Damian has told me so much about you.” She uttered, letting out a wide grin and stretching her hand to me. “Really? It’s nice to meet you too, Sara. I was never aware that Damian had a cousin.” I retorted, feeling he just called her that to lie to me.

"You can't continue like this Dennis. That girl is an imposter and all she wants to do is reap you all of your money...," "Didn't you do the same to father?, you reaped his life from him too. So why are you being so agitated by Cassandra?. She is ten times better than you mother. She doesn't take what's not hers other than you who does," Derrick interrupted her making her go silent at once until we left the company.

" Cassian finally met her eyes—storm-gray, but softer now. "Don’t I?" She pressed one jagged spoon half into his palm. "Grandma measured my chin not that long ago Julian’s fiancée is Van der Linde’s third daughter. The first two ‘fell’ down stairs." Her voice broke. "What do you think happens to Drevane daughters who refuse?" Cassian turned the broken spoon over. "Mother refused Victor our father once. She was locked in the east wing for a month. Said it was ‘for her own good.’"

Lord Syford asked back to hear the introductory monologue of the Feledencian woman with a radiating smile registered on his face brought about by the pleasure of hearing her say such words he long to hear after three long years of his loss. Lady Francesca was quick to get back on her wits upon hearing him ask for hers. “Francesca. Francesca of House Chandler, the only daughter of the late duke of Feledencia. My mother was a Feledencian noble, daughter of Lady Margaret,” she introduced. “Whoa! Such a beauty coming from two very powerful clans,” he commented, which made Francesca look away. ‘Such power so dangerous for her to handle. Such power as to where the master of evils spring up from.’

“Uhmm.” The lady fidgeted before she took the courage to hold the hem of Dio’s shirt. “Can I at least know your name? I am Cassandra, the youngest daughter of Duke Riva.” The sun was already up and they were nearing the entrance where the gates were located. Cassandra wanted to know the name of her savior before they depart. She wanted to make sure that she would be able to repay him if ever they would meet again. “My name is Dio, my lady.” Dio looked towards the direction of the western gates where knights were coming back and forth. “Perhaps, did you run away from your knights?”

Ada Wong, the renowned freelance spy, found herself in a precarious position. After infiltrating Castle Dimitrescu in the heart of the Eastern European mountains, she was captured by the enigmatic and alluring Alcina Dimitrescu. The mistress of the castle had a sinister plan for Ada and the other captive, a young woman named Evelyn. Alcina, with her striking beauty and an air of authority, stood before the bound women. "Welcome to my castle, my dears. You will serve a vital purpose here." Her voice was smooth like silk, yet laced with an underlying menace.

she added apologetically looking not at all apologetic " Thank you but I can sort the wrong and right by myself , Lady Clodis " said Lilian with a sneer matching Felicia's . " By the way " interrupting whatever Felicia wanted to say , Chelsea spoke up " Congratulations , to you Lady Clodis - I heard you have your engagement fixed with the future lord of the poisonous valley ,the eldest son of Lord Vale . It's really a happy ocassion and I sincerely congratulate you for becoming the first wife after the forty eight concubines of First Lord Vale ".

” The Dark Child paced in front of them, “My mom, thinking that the situation was her fault, she went after my father and never came back. She sacrificed herself, Inwë. And the Virsathen tree grew in commemoration of her sacrifice.” She was Estelel’s daughter to Jilroid. The Dark Child was Margarette’s nieces. “Believe it or not, you are reincarnated for many times. Once as a vampire princess and onetime as a nymph wanderer, you’ll never stop rebirth until your mission is cleared. But your true identity, your real personality, was the daughter of the Virsathen and her human third party. I believe you saw him, the silent ghost of Shasta?” She smiled.

my mother breaks the silence, her gaze shifting between Cassian and me. “Yes, Mom, Cassian is French,” I respond. My mother fixes me with a pointed look. “He can talk, Athena,” she says. “Yes, Mrs. Castellanos, I'm French, well half French,” Cassian says with a warm smile. “Please, Mrs. Castellanos is my mother-in-law. Call me Camila,” my mom replies, her smile trying to ease the tension. “You are the bastard child of Cassian Covington II?” My father’s voice falters as he finishes, his tone barely concealing his disdain.