Nesta And Cassian Novels & Stories

“Listen, Evelyn. I would not bring this up if I did not think it was going to be a good opportunity. It is just like you said. You still have two months left until you have to go to San Francisco, and in the time you are here, unless you agree to let me help you out, you will have to get a job and this is the best offer right now. “Besides, Cassian knows you and he would trust you to take care of his kid, so, that makes the process for getting the job easier than any other you could try for.” I sighed as I thought about the man. Cassian James. Cassian was my brother’s best friend. They had been best friends nearly all their lives, ever since they could talk. Everett grew up with him. While t

If Cain hadn't been crippled after the incident at the Crystalis, there's no knowing what kind of trouble he might cause next. "When that happens, even you, the war hero of the northern frontier, might not be able to protect him. In fact, he might even drag you down." "Have you finished?" Nero asked coldly. "I have," Cassian replied. "If you want to maim me or even kill me, go right ahead. However, I'm not the type who'd just stand there and let someone attack me either." "Oh?" Nero snorted. "It sounds like you intend to fight back. Are you not scared of me?"

The simple things hold you together when everything else wants to fall apart. Cassian wasn’t in the war room yet. He’d left a note tacked to the board: Sweep the northern route with Mara. Recheck the old docks. No lone moves. His handwriting was clean, no flourish, like he’d written it twice and erased the parts that sounded soft. He didn’t trust soft, I reminded myself. He refused it. But sometimes the part of him that refused was also the part that scared me into wanting to prove I could stand next to him and not snap.

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.

Tan leaned back in his chair and shook his head slowly. “I still cannot believe this is happening.” Lucas gave a small smile. “History is often strange.” Tan pointed at Cassian and Elena. “These two people have spent months trying to destroy each other.” He paused. “And now they are starting a joint project.” Elena calmly picked up her coffee. “It is not friendship.” She took a sip. “It is strategy.” Cassian nodded slightly. “Yes.” Avelyn watched both of them closely. “You two trust each other enough to do this?”

“Alpha Brutus, IWMA held a conference in Timbuktu, about their current project work. You need to take one doctor who knows about this project.” His manager informed him. Brutus looked around and then his eyes fixed on me. “Doctor Cassandra would be the best choice for it.” As soon as he said it, my jaws dropped. Travelling with him that far did not seem a good idea. “Alpha Brutus,” Luke called him. “Can you take some other doctor, Cassy is quite busy for a week. There are few patients consulting her online.” He said as he ran as my saviour. “Alright. I would take Doctor Nancy..” Brutus stared at the intern. I sighed.

Cassius shrugged and headed for the wardrobe, he reached for his Nike shorts and active top, as he slipped into his shorts, his eyes lingered on Anne, she was fully dressed in her swimwear and shoved her feet into her Hermes leather slippers. Once Cassius was done dressing up and wearing simple sneakers, he picked his cologne, the strong masculine scent filling the atmosphere as he sprayed it. “Could you please help me with my Victoria secret bare vanilla mist?” Anne requested as she approached Cassius, he handed her the mist, his eyes smiled as they gazed at her. “Let’s go…” She said once she had sprayed the vanilla scent as she headed to the kitchen, she grabbed a bottle of wine, a goblet

"And personally... I've been craving a rematch since that night. Your cock ruined me for weeks, Cassian. Fucked my hole so deep I felt it in my guts and I want more." ‎ ‎ Cassian's pulse thrummed, the twins' muffled wails echoing in his mind like sweet music. He stood slow, rounding the desk with predatory grace, towering over Nagur. "Alliance sounds good. But pleasure? Prove you're worth my time." He gripped Nagur's jaw firm, tilting his head back, thumb pressing into the full lower lip. "On your knees, Elsame. Show me that throat again." ‎

I exhaled and asked him his name once again. "It's Henry, ma'am," he grinned slightly and I nodded. "Nice to meet you, I'm Pandora," I said, offering my hand. Henry reached out to shake my hand when Cassian dropped down, twisted his neck, killing him instantly. "What the actual fuck,Cassian, you fucking asshole, we were becoming friends," I growled angrily. Cassian eyes me blankly and lifts up Henry's hand he had behind his back showing a huge bowie knife. "He was playing with you, plus he's nineteen, Henry Norton, an accused rapist and murderer, so Hera, your welcome," he stated and I rolled my eyes as I walked back the way of the vehicle. He rushed up next to me and I avoided glancing his

“Who… who are you?” He smiled, the expression transforming his sharp features. “Call me Cassian.” “Why do you want me as your Luna?” I whispered. “We can talk about that later.” He replied smoothly. “For now, you need to eat something.” He helped me to my feet with surprising gentleness and led me to a long dining table already set with steaming dishes. As we ate, my mind raced in circles. I was pregnant with Declan’s child, and now this strange man wanted me as his wife.