Neal Cassidy Novels & Stories

" Adrian sobbed in front of the tombstone, pouring his heart out to Liliana's picture until he was utterly spent. Yet, he would not quit. He stood vigil at Liliana's grave for three endless days and nights until he nearly collapsed from exhaustion. That was when Fiona stepped in, dragging him back to the hospital. Lying in the hospital bed, Fiona waved a photo of some high-profile heiress in front of Adrian. "Adrian, take a look. Here's the Campbell Group's prize, the Larsen family's oldest daughter, and the Harris Group's youngest. Just pick the one you like, and I'll make sure you two are set up," she said, determined to see him through this.

I ask. Caleb pauses for a few minutes, sighing, “You know I can’t do that Kate. What justice will you deliver that will make Alpha Jackson pay? He destroyed everything good in my life. Now I have the one thing, aside from his Luna, that will destroy his life. I don’t have any other options. I’m sorry.”.

- 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

“Cass, did you arrive safely? Do you like the apartment? Have you met Evans?” The barrage made Cassie laugh, the sound breaking the heavy air. “We’ll talk about your secret communications with Evan later,” she teased. “Right now, we need to discuss Scarlet.” Sebastian’s voice shifted instantly. “What about her?” Cassie inhaled, grounding herself. “I’m with Dr. Nathaniel Cross, the—” “The billionaire surgeon?” he cut in. His disbelief crackled through the line. Cassie rolled her eyes. “You reached out to him too, huh?”

My reflection stared back at me from the glass, a woman stripped of her veneer and pushed into a corner, dared to fight back. Cassidy's note was a declaration of war, and I knew I could not afford to hesitate. She had underestimated me by equating her newfound audacity to power. But I was not to be toyed with. If she wanted the full force of Lena Reynolds, then that was what she would surely get.

“Mommy, we changed our clothes!” Nardy and Noel’s excited voices echoed from outside the door. Cassidy stepped out, her eyes immediately catching a tiny red light hidden in the corner of the ceiling. A barely noticeable camera. She smiled faintly—Roel’s work, no doubt. Always cautious. Turning to her kids, she raised a brow, amused. “Wow… look at you two. Those genes really came through.” Nardy giggled, twirling. Noel grinned proudly.

No more blood spilling beneath his fists. His software company had already skyrocketed into the top fifty in the world—he had more money than he could ever spend. He didn't need this life anymore. He took a deep breath and reached into his car, grabbing his signature cologne and spraying a few pumps onto his hoodie before pulling it up. Time to go inside. The hallway leading into the underground venue was dimly lit, the low hum of conversation and distant laughter filling the space. Kane walked with slow, deliberate steps, his sharp gaze scanning the area.

The nurse who'd taken her sat nearby, reading a magazine. Cassia pressed her hand to the glass. Her baby. Her daughter. The only good thing to come out of this marriage. She'd protect her. No matter what Dorian threatened, no matter what it cost, she'd protect Elara from all of this. But first, she needed a plan. Needed somewhere to go tonight. Needed— She turned away from the window and nearly walked into someone. "Sorry—" she started, then stopped. Kael stood in front of her, one hand braced against the wall. He wore his hospital gown and a thin robe, bandages still wrapped around his head. Blood had seeped through the gauze above his left eye.

Cassie didn’t need anyone to tell her that she was looking at Sapphire. She had smooth ivory skin which was marked only by a few tattoos that were poking out of her outfit. She wore a large coat which could have been okay with the walls of Tech Town but was probably not the smartest outfit choice considering the weather outside. Her brown eyes were the same light shade as her hair and both hair and eyes looked absolutely wild. Her crimson nails appeared badly chipped and chewed. She crossed her arms under her bust and frowned at Cassie. “Where is he?!” She snarled.