Mortal Kombat X Cassie Cage Novels & Stories

him again. My name is Cassandra, though I am more commonly known as Cassie. I am 16, and will be 17 tomorrow, I’m 5’5” tall, with long brown hair that reaches my waist and chocolate brown coloured eyes, and I am currently severely underweight though I wasn’t always underweight, I used to be toned, athletic even, though I wasn't in the training programme, but when Alpha Sven and Luna Lily left the pack 6 months ago, to tend to the pack’s businesses, everything changed for me.

[ CASSANDRA ] After this statement of ANTOINE, I got angry. I then looked at him strangely and I said : -- Who are you to give me orders? I am not under your responsibility. You are not my family and I am not your prisoner. I'll go away and you won't be able to stop me. Afterwards, I wanted to slap him when Inès stopped me. -- ANTOINE and Cassandra please calm down. You're not going to fight because we're family now. (She says)

At least this was what in her thoughts that was going for a long time now as time passes by. Tears formed at the women eyes as her introduction line up and on beside her when a pop up and big characters appeared. When her introduction was invisible next to her, a pool of water appeared at the Sotiras and Heroes feet while Cassie kept crying but still stubbornly look at Kate, wanting to get an answer for her question that desperately needed a response immediately to calm her agitated heart right now. Name: Cassie Ver Age: 32 years old Status: Married Children: 8 kids, 1 college student

At least this was what in her thoughts that was going for a long time now as time passes by. Tears formed at the women eyes as her introduction line up and on beside her when a pop up and big characters appeared. When her introduction was invisible next to her, a pool of water appeared at the Sotiras and Heroes feet while Cassie kept crying but still stubbornly look at Kate, wanting to get an answer for her question that desperately needed a response immediately to calm her agitated heart right now. Name: Cassie Ver Age: 32 years old Status: Married Children: 8 kids, 1 college student

She felt like she was fighting with a possessed demon. “You really wanna know my mission in this clan huhn…look at me” Cassie drags her face upward, wearing a devilish grin “Well, my mission is to send you to hell” She snapped giving her a head cut as Celine went unconscious. She picked up her body and placed her on her own bed. She scurried towards where her laptop is, picking it up as she click on the cam recorder. She smiled to her satisfaction when it displayed what she has always wanted.

There was also a wire attached to my ass. When I crawled to move, the remote connected to the wire knocked over the dominoes. In an instant, all the blocks leading back to the kitchen collapsed with a crash. I didn’t realize I’d done it and only turned around belatedly, my face draining of color. This meant I’d lost again. “I won.” The man, looking very pleased, brought over the domino box and started putting the dominoes back inside. I sat in the narrow hallway, my back against the wall, and only then felt the vibrator buzzing inside me, making me flinch.

that's a different story. "JAXX!?!" Cassie shouts, before she backs up, pretending she isn't the one who instigated my almost murder. I'm sure it wouldn't have taken too long for me to lose consciousness... again! I'm not sure how much longer my body can take this abuse before it gives up.

I'm the CEO of a publicly traded company, and I'm worth three billion dollars. Ten years ago, I dumped my broke boyfriend Ethan Shaw and left for Wall Street. Everyone said Vivian Quinn was cold-blooded and ruthless, a maniac who only cared about money. Then a car accident somehow transported me into another world. I woke up as a penniless housewife! Ethan Shaw, the ex who should have hated my guts, was suddenly my husband! And there was a five-year-old son tagging along. What a joke. How could I ever fall for a freeloader who spent all day in the kitchen or a pint-size boy who spent every day clinging to my leg? But just as I was determined to find my way back, I realized something wasn't r

Daimon commented, looking at the way Keisha put on her makeup. "Isn't this your goal? To look as if you tortured me to death," she responded with her eyebrows raised. They plan to execute a fake death, just like what the mafia boss did, to make Ellaine believe her command was followed and Keisha already received her end. "I guess now I know what I'd look like if I ever die a faith like this," she commented with a scoff. Her face looked as if it was filled with bruises and cuts. She was wearing a spaghetti-strapped tank top and fairly short shorts that showed a lot of her skin.

“Make beyond any doubt you’re all decent, you listen me?” Draco raised his hands in the discuss whereas the other two saluted him with their refreshments. Draco was inquisitive around this lady, this gathered mate, that was making a known playboy an genuine man. She came in wearing a ruddy jumpsuit, strong and tanned arms staying out strikingly, her hair looking apple-red underneath the dim lights of the club after hours. “Everyone,” Claw said. “This is Cassie. Cassie, this is Gage, Leo, and the huge fellow over there is Draco.”