Neal Cassidy Novels & Stories

"Sister, I have no idea what I did to make you hate me so much. I understand that you are not happy about this situation, but Master Nolan is kind. You will not find a better man to love you." "Then why didn't you marry him yourself, you snake?" Cassidy lazily examined her nails, pouting like a child. "I'm not stupid, unlike you. I am educated, and I deserve a man who is not eternally stuck in a wheelchair. You came just in time to save me from a future that doesn't suit me. You are the sacrificial lamb, sister."

Since everyone had an IAC, there weren’t too many of them in all of headquarters. “I’ll go with you,” Cassidy said, placing her hand gently on Tara’s arm before she stood. “There’s a phone at Lena’s desk, and I think I might be able to use her computer to fix the IAC problem.” “You do?” Cadence asked, eyeing her sister suspiciously. She knew she was very techy, but this seemed like something only Christian would be able to fix. “Yeah. I saw what happened to it, and I think I can reverse it,” Cassidy replied. Glancing over her shoulder at Jamie, she said, “Is his name really Spittle?”

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.”

Natasha: “Does it make me a bad person to mourn over them?” I asked Killian as he entered the room. I was sitting on top of mom’s bed as I looked out the window. The number of times that both Nikolai and I were in here were countless, and I couldn’t help but find myself looking down at the first picture mom took of the two of us. He invited me to prom when he found out that I was yet to have a date, and though we broke up a year afterwards, I knew that the two of us were somehow meant to be together as we grew older.

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.

His father nudged him gently and introduced him to Amaya , saying, "Killian , I want you to meet Amaya , the daughter of Alpha Arson." Killian , who was only around 8 years old at the time, couldn't help but find Amaya , the Alpha's daughter, rather unattractive. However, he understood that expressing such a sentiment would surely earn him a scolding if his mother were to hear. Amaya stood out starkly amidst the children he encountered within the influential circles of the kingdom's elite families. She sported wide glasses, freckles, and braces, epitomizing the classic image of a "nerd."

I punch him in the arm and, being the nice guy that he is, pretends that I actually hurt him. Daniel Jay McCowan's lean body stand about five foot ten; his tendons frequently stretching over his muscles. He was our high school's running back, probably would have gone to college on scholarship had he not injured his shoulder senior year. His dusty brown hair always tends to flop in front of his face when he moves, and his green eyes have always had a glint of mischief in them. All that, combined with Audrey's fiery personality and my willingness to go along with all their schemes, and we were always getting ourselves into trouble.

A thought came to her, what if father ran thinking he was going to be prosecuted with Marcella then he was a coward. Cassie let it go for now she had other thing on her mind. It was to dark to go down in the pits today and Jacob and Norman had come up. They had found more coins and broken dishes. The necklace Cassie found had the chain almost completed out of the rock and clay but what was on the chain still needed to be reviled. Cassie worked on it after dinner for a while. She had uncovered part of a gem that was on the chain but went slow not to cause damage to it. She wiped what she had exposed as Nathan watched with warm water and a cloth to remove some light clay. As the clay came off

( WARNING: MATURE CONTENT! NOT SUITABLE FOR 17UNDER) I felt like I'm a slave under his caresses, his hot breath on my neck also didn't help. It brought some heat to my system. I'm not that dumb to not understand what's happening but maybe I'm so stupid because my body love what he's doing. He has a girlfriend, Cassandra. I kept saying it in my mind just so I could have the strength to stop everything that’s happening in my body but it was really treacherous.

After the Voss name…not me. Selene Voss – Manipulative. Envious. Played the long game. Mr. Hanover – Ally. Must meet discreetly. Nanny Agnes – Loyal. Must bring her in soon. Cassian Vale – ??? She paused. Cassian Vale. The ghost of his name on the page sent a strange ripple through her. In her first life, she had barely known him—just whispers of a rival to Damien, a silent presence in a dark suit at formal events. But she remembered him from after everything fell apart. When no one else showed up at her hearing, when the world painted her as mad and violent, it was Cassian who had spoken for her in court. He hadn’t won. But he’d tried.