Neal Cassidy Novels & Stories

The city of Neon never slept. By seven p.m, businesses close and the residents of the city make merry in the busiest nightclubs in the heart of the city. There, people of different backgrounds, races, professions and social statuses mingled. Alyssa Dawson sported a pair of oversized framed spectacles as she alighted from the taxi, making her way towards the busy Mysterious Club. It was a club where there were no rules. Just like Alyssa herself. At twenty-four, she was already the CEO of a multinational company, living the luxurious life of a billionaire. A life with no commitments. She answered to no one.

"Thank you, Jack. I knew I could count on you." As they walked towards the gate, Sassy tried to act as normal as possible, but her heart was pounding with nervousness. She couldn't shake off the feeling that people were staring at them, wondering why she was with a muscular, handsome guy like Jack. When they finally reached the gate, Sassy leaned towards Jack and whispered, "Remember, no one can know you're my guard." Jack nodded, grinning in amusement. "Don't worry, Sassy. Your secret is safe with me."

The head detective and officer Lannister share a look above my head. Feeling the sudden tension, I whip my head between the both of them anxiously. "What?", my chair creaks as i scooch to the edge of my seat, my fingers gripping the armrests. My voice increases as I ask "Who is he?" Cassidy clears her throat, "Kaiden Nikolaou is a... complicated individual. Let's say he has a certain influence in this city." Her face arranges itself into a hard mask. "And beyond this city." Lannister adds.

“You won't say no, would you baby?” Cassidy, despite experiencing so much pleasure, shook her head. I didn't stop though, ensuring I'd poured every bit of my cum on her ass, before I released her to go to Leon. “Enjoy yourself sis,” he said with a wave, and Neena frowned. “Fuck off.” He chuckled and guided a now dressed Cassidy away, and I didn't miss the way he placed his hand over her ass. “Fucker,” Neena said beside me, catching my attention.

"Casey, love, it's Katie. I'm going to come and inject this now. Okay, I know we've been going cold turkey and you've done so well, sweetheart but your cutting into your skin with your nails and I need to clean, then okay, I need you to relax for me" "Don't fucking touch me. You've done enough. Don't come near me," she Yells over all the noise here. There's another female who approaches the door and I recognise her from the funeral held for Oliver. She was in a wheelchair with no leg though and I believe she's got a prosthetic one now. "Casey?" She whispers over the noise. It's soft and sweet. "I told you, okay, I told you I don't have nothing Just let me go" Casey's voice is hoarse and brok

She didn’t even know his name until Lena told her. Owen Reyes. Nineteen. Wanted to be a mechanic. Elara leaned back in her chair, eyes closed for a moment. She could feel the rage settling deeper now, no longer hot and blinding but cold, deliberate. Cassidy had given her a gift without realizing it — not just a reason to strike harder, but the knowledge that her enemy was already fraying at the edges. Across the city, Cassidy stood on her penthouse balcony, watching the streets below. The wind caught her hair, and she smiled faintly to herself.

“Yeah, that’s Logan Carter.” There was a round of Oh's and ahs from the group at the window. I heard my phone buzz on the table with a notification. I closed my laptop down and grabbed my things. A lot of the office stayed at the window watching as I exited. I must admit they were correct; he looked exceptional. He was wearing dark jeans, a crisp white T-shirt and a black leather jacket. He was leaning against the bonnet of a car I didn’t recognise.

Neily advanced into the heart of the game with calm, calculated steps. She moved with a serene smile, wearing the mask of perfect innocence, while executing her plan with deliberate precision—an actress mastering every subtle gesture of her role. She sat across from Adel, gently extending her hand to touch his arm in a natural, effortless motion, before whispering in a low voice overflowing with meaning: “Sometimes… I feel there is something missing in my life… and that no one understands me the way you do. I never knew I would love you this much…”

"I knew you'd be fine!" I fixed a cold, steely gaze on him. "Are you disappointed that I'm not dead yet?" Miles let out a mocking chuckle, and the fake smile on his face twisted into something darker. "What exactly are you up to, Cassidy? Back then, we just thought that you—" "Yeah! You just thought that I was dead! Dare you tell everyone how I went through the surgery and nearly died?" I raised the microphone to my mouth and began recounting my encounters, from how I had my research findings stolen and the reason for my amnesia to how I had been forced to become a test subject for the artificial kidneys after they found me.

Kayden rolls his eyes in response. "It's survival of the fittest, you know." Niel scowls back. "So what are you now. An animal." Kayden snorts. "We are all animals. Mammals to be exact." Niel retorts a smirk dancing on his lips. "Well congratulations Mr obvious." Kayden snorts. "First intelligent that have ever left your mouth." "You...." I excuse my self from the room leaving Tin and Piper to settle the couple's dispute. They would have made a perfect couple if gay.