Rapunzel Cassandra Novels & Stories

CASSANDRA The whisper swells, each day a little more, like a dark tide rising in the heart of the damp walls that never recedes, crawling through the narrow corridors, hissing between the twisted bars, slipping into the breathless whispers of the cafeteria, until it saturates the very air, so that we no longer speak only of the princess who has fallen from her pedestal, but of me, Cassandra, the one who does not bend, the one already called the bite, the one who laughs when the blood spurts and pain becomes spectacle.

Emma nudged me, pointing discreetly toward the entrance where several distinguished wolves were entering. My heart skipped a beat. "No, not yet." "Who are we looking for again?" Ruby asked, sipping her drink elegantly. "Elder Healer Cassandra," I explained, unable to keep the reverence from my voice. "She's the most respected healer in the Eastern territories." Emma raised an eyebrow. "And you've never met her before?" "No," I admitted. "I've only seen her in ceremonial portraits."

“I am Princess Elena of the RavenWolf Pack and you dirty maids would acknowledge me with respect.” Her insult made the pit in Cassandra’s stomach deepen but she did not let it show. Instead, she bit back a retort. “Respect? Shut up, you bitch. You can be a princess of the universe if you want but I won’t dare acknowledge you with respect because even a house cockroach is not as worthless as you.” Cassandra had always been, and still was, sharp-tongued.

Glory would snap a thousand times in a day. “Do it well.” she would add. Cassandra was fed up with the comments that she was not some poor deserted slave, she was a queen but her crown had been snatched by those she loved. Walking down the stairs she meets those she has been avoiding for days. Kerlson held a guava milkshake which he shared with his new lover. Cassandra did not know what had gotten into her but she dashed over to them pouring the Milk Shake away.

Annabella said "Ouch,I was already planning that we will go out together" Aurora faked tears "Babe,guess what" Cindy said "What happened?" Annabella asked "A billionaire is crushing on her" Aurora laughed "What?" Annabella's eyes widened but then continue "Who is he??" She asked "Brandon,I don't really know him" Cindy said "Whoa,that's crazy" Annabella chuckled "Tell us about yours,did you kiss your boss yet?" Aurora asked "Aurora what are you talking about? I'm here as a maid not to kiss my boss" Annabella said

"He and I have never met." Lily looked at Douglas with hatred, denying everything he had just said. Douglas still bowed to the Wolf King to justify himself: "Your father sold you to me before, and you are now in my possession." “Could it be… could it be that you are that person? Cannibals and murders of innocents?” Lily suddenly looked at the man in front of her. Is it true that the 20-centimeter long hairstyle tied at the back, the same blood-colored bracelet and the wolf's face? Why didn't she notice it in the first place?

Aspan remarked with a hard tone and Falcone was satisfied ” Rapunzel is not fine. She is in a heavy dose and needs medication. I checked her and found date-rape drug which was given before sometime of her bidding…..May be for her bidder so that she didn’t refuse or resist them. My Rapunzel fought a lot with them even when she was injected with chloroform shot and two more injection marks were found. She has cuts and slap marks, even her skin scratched. “ Aspan's voice sounded hoarse. Falcone gripped his gun tightly, listening to his words.

But Elara tasted the poison beneath every smile. She swept into the hall beside her parents, Kael just behind, her gown of deep green catching the candlelight. Nobles bowed their heads, though their eyes followed her like hawks. Already the whispers had begun: The princess and the Ironfang heir. A match written by politics… or by fate. Her stomach twisted.

I loved her blush because it highlighted her beauty. “Next up, we have a jewelry collection provided by Avalara Key,” Albert, the announcer said. I looked at my mate, stunned. ‘You’re Avalara Key?’ That name was known throughout the supernatural and human worlds alike. It was the highest quality and very expensive. It was a luxury line that my mate apparently created. She nodded, taking another drink of her champagne.

She had to think positive if she married she would no long have to endure the cruelty of her mother. Cassie sat at the dressing table brushing out her long black wavy hair. She looked at herself in the mirror. Her skin was pale a fine porcelain her eye were a piercing color of ember her features were delicate and refined with her high cheek bones and strong jawline. She stood five foot seven inches tall. She was tall for a woman of her time. She had a perfectly sculpted body that turned many heads when she went to town on the rare occasion with her mother. Marcella was a site of beauty standing only five feet two inches tall. Her skin was the same porcelain color her eyes black as night.