Sassy Go Go Cast Novels & Stories

"Sir, your parents have instructed me not to let you leave this room." Connor was surprisingly calm. Instead of resisting, he merely nodded and returned to his bed, looking frail. He picked up his phone and logged into his social media, where he typed the words—World Finance Center Rosie Clark—into the search box. The first video that popped up had garnered millions of views. A familiar face grinned at me from the screen. Jasmine, sneering, accused me of being boring and utterly dim until even my own boyfriend could not stand me. Yet I could not seduce a wealthy replacement as I had hoped, and it was a great waste considering my career put me within reach of so many such people!

She was huddled on the sofa under a duvet, looking tragic. “Feeling better?” she asked. “Blah.” “I’m sorry.” It was hard to know how to sympathize with someone who sounded like Emperor Goan. “But, hey, you can do an awesome impression of Emperor Goan.” That seemed to perk him up. “Go on. Say Now witness the firepower of this fully armed and operational battle station.” “Now witness the firepower of this fully armed and operational battle station,” she rasped. She gave her a thumbs-up and went into herbedroom to slip into something less socially acceptable, emerging a few seconds later in her short pants and an I’M FABULOUS AND I KNOW IT T-shirt.

he suggests. I purse my lips and pull the iPad on the desk closer to me. I open up my calendar. I had four calendars that needed to work in tandem. I had mine, Rae's, Poppy's, the figurehead of The Howard Holdings Company, Audrey Ellis, my fun brunette persona when I wanted to forget my life for a while, and my reclusive ginger Frankie James. Frankie was never on my calendar, unfortunately. Audrey only makes appearances because she was more or less my alter ego for the gentlemen's club, Eve. And realistically, Rae and Poppy are the same person. Poppy is just to save face for Rae. I'd always be Rae Spencer no matter how much I tried to run away from that life.

"And that?" "For the ceremony weekend." It was a reasonable answer. There would be a welcome dinner, a rehearsal by the water, photographs, drinks after the ceremony. As Maya's maid of honor and the brand manager responsible for the resort launch, I had every reason to bring something white and polished. Ethan still heard what he wanted to hear. He ran the towel once over his hair, then let out a slow breath. "About tonight," he said. "Mia was an accident." I looked up.

“Silas! Who are you to barge in? “This is my home. I can sue you for trespassing on private property!” Spotting me, Andrew shouted angrily. Not even giving him attention, I searched every room in the apartment. However, Ethan was nowhere to be found. My expression turned grim. Andrew and Crystal looked pretty smug for themselves. “I told you it’s Karma clapping back, and you won’t believe me. “Do you still think I’d keep that worthless brat in my home?” Andrew crowed. Letting out a scoff, Crystal threatened, “Wire a million bucks to Andrew and me now.

There was Mia with her dark curls and mischievous grin, always the one starting chants at games; Jenna with pink streaks in her hair and a tongue piercing that glinted when she smiled, the wild one who snuck vodka into water bottles; Emily all legs and freckles, sweet but with a hidden edge; Sarah, the brunette with a killer ass and a laugh that turned heads; Taylor, blonde and bubbly with tits that strained every top; and Brooke, the redhead with piercing green eyes and a body made for sin. They all waved or winked, their outfits ranging from lacy bralettes to silk shorts that left nothing to the imagination. The air smelled like vanilla candles, popcorn, and something muskier underneath. “

looking at Jarry, his smirk widened even more when he uttered. "GET THE KIDS"

The suitcase on Aria’s bed was open, gaping like a hungry mouth waiting to be fed. “Pack something slutty,” Cassandra commanded from the doorway of Unit 40B. She was wearing oversized sunglasses indoors, holding a Starbucks cup like a scepter. “We’re going to Atlantic City. The Borgata. I booked the Chairman Suite.” Aria folded a thin sweater, her hands trembling slightly. “Atlantic City? Cassandra, the Vow Renewal is next week. Shouldn’t we be resting?”

but she didn't dare say that aloud "Where did you go? give me all the deets" Scar said plopping on the sofa "Scar, I am tired" Cass groaned "Tell me!!!" Scar repeated "We went to the park or that was what I thought until I found out he rented the entire place for our date and had one of the gazebos decked out into a candle night dinner setting" Cass said enthusiastically "Oh Universe, I want a nice billionaire of my own is that too much to ask?" Scar said pleading