Nene X Cassandra Novels & Stories

Rythan said smoothly, stepping forward, "this is Cassandra. Our university friend. Today's her birthday." "Happy birthday," I said, smiling back with equal pleasantness. "Thank you darling," she said, in a tone that made ‘darling’ sound like something slightly less complimentary. Rythan turned to her. "Cassy…Celine is the Blackthorne triplets' mate." Everything in Cassandra went very still. Like she didn't click for a whole three seconds. Then she turned back to me with that smile perfectly reconstructed. "Oh. You're their mate." Her eyes moved over me, slowly, deliberately, from the red dress to the crystal heels and back up. "How...interesting."

“You’re terrible.” Nia shrugged. “I’m honest.” Jalen, on the other hand, didn’t look anywhere near as amused. He sat on the couch, arms crossed, jaw tight, eyes blazing with something I couldn’t quite name. Disappointment? Rage? Lustful frustration at seeing someone else claim Aire in a way he’d wanted? I shook my head. Teenagers. Always overreacting. Even the ones who were… supposed to be mature. “Jalen,” I said firmly, “you need to calm down.”

She looks at Andros, tilting her head. Cass is in New York. Tesoro mio drugged me and just fucked off to go and get her revenge. Jesus Christ! “Since she was a kid, why?” Andros answers her and she nods at the phone. I move and grab it. I look at it and it is her social media account. I look at the pictures. I growl as I look at the video and press the play symbol. I watch as she does an Irish dance, then a man steps up and dances with her like a battle. Andros sighs. I look at Andros and he looks up at the ceiling, blowing out an exasperated breath.

Lena chose a secluded corner table, hoping for privacy as she prepared to confront the woman who had been a part of her husband’s hidden life. As the clock approached noon, Cassandra walked into the café, exuding an air of confidence and elegance. She was dressed in a sleek, black dress that highlighted her striking features, her demeanor as composed as ever. Lena stood to greet her, and Cassandra took the seat across from her with a practiced grace. “Ms. Mitchell,” Cassandra said with a polite nod. “Thank you for meeting with me.” Lena offered a tense smile. “Thank you for agreeing to talk. I’d like to get straight to the point. What was your relationship with Daniel, and how did it come to

She exclaimed and chuckles filled the air. What a nerd! Her mate commented within him as he blushed at her cuteness. Aurora went on to serve their foods and they commended her for being a good cook as they tasted from it. She kept blushing, taking her Luna seats to join them to eat. As they dined, they discussed with Sage taking the lead. “Fennick, have you heard of assassins targeting the Autumn Pack?" He asked, still wanting to find out whatever those assassins were up to and who they were actually.

"Cassandra really is a wonderful girl. Buying me those health supplements every single day I was in the hospital, that alone makes her worthy of this family." "Wait, the tonics were from Nourish House?" Tyler's jaw dropped. "Those things are insanely expensive and limited-run. You can't even buy them with money unless you're plugged in." "Cassandra, you're honestly incredible." The praise rolled in, and Diane preened right along with it, as if the compliments belonged to her too. What is everyone talking about? A woman cut through the group, dressed with quiet, understated wealth. "I've never sold a single item to this 'Miss Cassandra.'”

“Better?” I nod, “A little bit.” “Can I keep being Max or do you want to call me Gin?” Mr. Happy-Smile gets Nina to smile and me to nearly choke on my own spit. “Max will be fine. I’m Wanda, pleasure to meet you, Max.” As I’m drinking Cachaça, I turn to Ron, clinking my glass at his. “I’m Cassandra, then. But you can call me Cassy.” He beams at me as he returns the cheer “I’d love to, Cassy.”

Chapter 132 en Ignored! Cassandra was on her way to Ricardo's House. Every now and then, she glanced at her face in the front rearview mirror to make sure that her makeup was neat. She didn't care about Jessica now that Jessica's back with Lexi. As before, she would snatch Lexi back from that woman's side. From the news she heard Jessica is the granddaughter of a conglomerate from Singapore. However, Cassandra chose not to care as she'd better focus on how to get Lexi, rather than thinking about Jessica and all the things about that woman.

I spent far longer than necessary doing the laundry, my mind wandering as I folded clothes absentmindedly. About an hour later, loud voices echoed through the hallway. I frowned. The voices were coming from the meeting room adjoining Xavier’s home office. Curiosity immediately got the better of me. I quietly made my way toward the room, slowing my steps as the voices became clearer. There was a narrow window set high into the wall. I stretched onto my tiptoes and peered inside. The entire Crest family was there. Well… Almost. Jade was the only one missing. Seated around the large round table were Xavier, Arnold, Evelyn, and Kendrick.

ZAYNE’S POV ****************** The private lounge was suffocating, thick with the scent of high-grade drugs, expensive alcohol, and the strong stress of the impending war. We were all present. Me, Antler, and Dorian, representing Crimson Nest. While Xavier and Kieran were here to discuss the next terms as our allies and leaders of Black Rose. “It was that bitch Cassandra. Can you imagine, Dorian? That woman of yesterday, that nobody.” Kieran sat in a leather armchair, his jaw clenched, unable to recover from the blow on his fragile man ego.