Nesta And Cassian Novels & Stories

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.

The atmosphere becomes fairly awkward to others but amusing to me. “ But I am interested in brooding men. ” Leena disappears from in front of me and appears behind me, close to Cassius. I whip around to gape at her back. “ Not my problem. ” Cassius shrugs his shoulders, pushes past all of us and climbs up the stairs leisurely. I peer at his back until he moves past Stefan and vanishes from sight. “ Don’t play around, Leena. These are hard times. ” Gysla sighs.

I shook my head and pushed him away. The two of them are competing for the role of the victim, what about me? The spectator of the show? That's enough! “Listen, we're done. I, Cassandra Miller, reject you as my mate. Accept my rejection, Jason.” “No!” He yelled abruptly, and his hands tightened on mine. “I won’t accept it!” He growled at me, I tried to wriggle free from his hold. I saw the hurt in his eyes when I said those words, his wolf was pained.

Kell It doesn’t take long for us to get to Mathias’ place. Cassia Mathias’s is mate meets us at the door. Cassia is hot and tall with long blonde hair. Today she’s wearing a black tank top, black yoga pants, and her hair is tied up in a high ponytail. Like me, Cassia is supernatural. But she a full angel. She and Mathias met a few months back at Cal State when he went looking for her psycho father, Lukan Garron. They had a rocky start, but they’re a solid couple now.

Nathan began to speak. "You don’t speak while I do, you worthless piece of shit," Cassius cut in, and Nathan felt a pang of anger. He couldn’t do a thing! "Tatiana is off-limits. Well, you won’t even have the time to come after her since I’ll be taking you down," Cassius chuckled. Nathan’s eyes met his. "See ya," Cassius turned to Dylan, who was a bit distant from him. He signaled for him to come, and Dylan did. Cassius crouched before him and ruffled his hair.

Nate is sitting there, watching Cassian flip eggs over. “I’m trying not to see her as the villain in my story,” Nate says, and I know who he is talking about. It has to be me. Cassian stops flipping the eggs, and the aroma hits me. But that is the last thing on my mind at that point. “She came to pick you up, didn’t she?” He asks, and Nate looks away. Nate is growing, and he is growing rapidly. It is going to be pointless lying to him. He has seen more than he is supposed to. We both have.

"These sets are impossible to find, Cassian. You've done so much for me and the boy; I just want to give back." A flash of irony crossed Cassian's lips. "My Luna is the Chief of a research center. She only uses clinical-grade formulas. To her, your 'designer' products are just trash." There was a dead, awkward silence on the other end before Cassian ended the call. When he went back inside, Trista had already retreated into a protective sleep. Cassian stood by the bed for a long time, staring at the bruises on her back. He picked up the empty cup in silence and left.

[ CASSANDRA ] After this statement of ANTOINE, I got angry. I then looked at him strangely and I said : -- Who are you to give me orders? I am not under your responsibility. You are not my family and I am not your prisoner. I'll go away and you won't be able to stop me. Afterwards, I wanted to slap him when Inès stopped me. -- ANTOINE and Cassandra please calm down. You're not going to fight because we're family now. (She says)

she whispered, “it’s over.” He shook his head. “Not yet. Not until I know how deep Cassian’s network goes. Not until we know who else is coming.” The faint flash of red and blue lights reflected on the water as the first cruiser rolled onto the pier. Officers rushed forward, their footsteps echoing. Noah handed Cassian over without a word. The man was dragged to his feet, wrists bound tightly. As the officers pulled him away, Cassian turned his head just enough to aim a final venomous smile at Elena. “You have no idea what you’ve stepped into,” he said softly. “He’ll destroy everything trying to keep you.”

“If I stand as Luna, I do it as his equal. Every decision, every threat, every alliance—you get both of us. You answer to both of us. We carry this together. Or not at all.” The last words hung in the air like a drawn bowstring. For a heartbeat, no one moved. Then Cassian stepped forward and dropped to one knee, fist pressed to the ground. “As your Beta,” he said, head bowed, “that’s the smartest thing I’ve heard all damn year.” Naomi flopped into an exaggerated bow beside him. “Naomi, chaos gremlin and unofficial dagger specialist, approves this message.” Laughter cracked the tension. Short, sharp, needed.