Neal Cassidy Novels & Stories

A look back and she saw her men had the same tension about them. "Cassidy Myers? Hmm... I've heard that name before," Nolan enthused. "Oh! I remember now, you're that one, the woman my nephew messed around with," Nolan said all with the exuberance of a child. Of course, he knew who Cassidy is. He often had people observing his nephew's moves. And a vital part of the information he received was on the ladies his nephew was seeing. So he knows who Cassidy is, a divorced woman running a gallery at Tribeca. He knew for a fact that Asher had dumped her too, for Joan Hargreaves.

Professor Elena Reyes (no relation to Dante’s security chief, but the coincidence made me smile) looked up from her desk, her silver-streaked hair twisted into a loose bun, eyes warm behind wire-rimmed glasses. “Cassidy,” she said, voice carrying genuine delight as she crossed the room. “We’ve been expecting you. The board approved your late enrollment personally—said the program needed your perspective.” She pulled me into a quick, fierce hug that smelled of coffee and linseed oil. “After everything… I’m proud you’re here. Paint what you survived. Paint what you chose.”

Sexually. I reach the small cabin which is built of glass outside the CEO's massive cabin. I see two telephones, a printer, and a fax machine on the table. I decorate my new table with the Hotwheels car, a dog's photo frame, ashtray, and the playboy swimsuit calendar. Yay! I see a file lying on the desk with the title, "Non-Disclosure Agreement." Which instantly clicks in my head, Christian Grey! Is Ryan into BDSM, wait that's why he chose me as his secretary? Does he know who I am?

" Twat bag... Neil asks and it's then that I notice the change of colour in his eyes. Either his wolf is trying to get through or he's aroused. For the love of the goddess, I hope it is the first one. "I'm going to get her to the shelter. Once you two are done meet us there and well head out," Jonathan says. Neil gives me a creepy smile before nodding his agreeance and heading for my bedroom. One that will need burning now that those two assholes have been rummaging through my stuff.

Evelyn's POV "I, Alpha Kyle Turner, reject you, Evelyn Sanders, as my mate." Alpha Kyle hoarse voice boomed in my ears making me freeze on my tracks, his voice laced with disgust. Crack! A cracking sound resounded inside my body and I felt as if a part of me was forcefully torn and taken away. My wolf howled in pain but there was nothing I could do about it. Tears flowed down my face as the pain became immeasurable, increasing with each second to the point I was unable to tolerate it. I could care less about the gazes on me. I was already used to it.

I tell them that it needs to be someone they trust but not her. “They need to not know who is looking into people in the office. So come up with a different person.” I tell them. “What about Kelsy?” Alek asks. “Who is Kelsy?” Kylynn asks. “She is a girl that we have known since the four of us were in grade school. She and her wife Leena are actually Lance’s and mine, plus one for the gala. Kelsy is beyond amazing when it comes to hacking and computers. She is self-taught but also went to school for all of that type of shit. If she can’t dig up something, then no one can. She actually runs a business where companies call her, and they give her permission to try and hack into their sy

The part of her that had been silenced for too long. “Why now?” Serena whispered, her lips barely moving. “Because you’re no longer running from yourself.” Nene’s voice was calm but edged with strength. “You’re finally letting yourself remember. Accept. Breathe.” Serena closed her eyes again, and instead of darkness, she saw silver. A swirl of mist, shifting into the silhouette of a graceful wolf—tall, majestic, and glowing like moonlight. Nene’s eyes mirrored hers, full of pain, strength, and determination.

He will never betray Ashton in this lifetime or the next or the next because he knew that he was not just your everyday alpha like Kelly. "I am glad that Ashton managed to find such a loyal subordinate, but unfortunately it might be a little too late for him. If he had listened to me, none of this would have happened." Gael said. "Sometimes people need to be a bit selfish. You also understand how an alpha without a mate can become dangerous. I have even wondered how Ashton had managed to control himself all these years. He is really a one in a million." "Uncle I don't have to control myself anymore. The moon goddess had already given me what is mine, or should I say fate!" A voice came from

The connected call only carried the sounds of Jaime Walter and Derek Surrey’s pleasure. She did not seem to hear what I said. After an impatient click of her tongue, she hung up. I lowered my arms and stared at my mother’s decomposed body. My strength felt completely drained. Derek then sent me a series of messages. When I opened them, I saw videos of the two of them having sex that night. Their intimate sounds filled the room. Derek smiled in the video and asked Jaime, “You really are not giving him the miracle drug?”

Cassidy slowly swept her gaze across the group standing below the stage. She started with Maricris. Then Tanya. Edward. Vincent. Mirriam. Red. And finally— Roel Danes. The man who had been the most vocal in his attempts to humiliate her. “This momentous occasion for Bay City,” Cassidy said calmly, her voice steady and clear, “deserves to be honored by the chairman of the Malakai Group.” Her gaze remained on them. “And as far as I understand,” she continued, “all of you are quite eager to meet the chairman.”