Recent content by Cassidy Ackerson

The Bowl wasn’t so much a restaurant as it was a handful of stools lined up along a weathered counter outside the proprietor Rowlf’s home. Behind that counter simmered a single massive cauldron, the source of the rich aroma that had been tugging at Cass since the moment they entered town. No...

Cassidy’s gaze followed Nee’s down to her ring, and a smile crept across his lips to mirror hers. He might not have taken the most traditional, or advisable, route in proposing, but given what it had taken to reclaim the ring, and the hells they’d both crawled through to stand here now, he...

Cassidy didn’t let worry show in front of Neith. Right now, she needed him steady - an anchor, not another set of shaking hands. Only when the bedroom door clicked shut and he started rummaging through his clothes did he let concern crease his brow. Logic told him there was little to fear. But...

Both of them were feeling the effects of prolonged peace on minds that were far too accustomed to strife and violence, but those effects were clearly manifesting in very different ways. Wheras Neith responded with a mounting sense of dread, a tension that left her strung higher than even the...

Cassidy's brow furrowed as he saw the concern in Neith's expression. He'd thought himself to be the one suffering from anxiety over these constant armed passerby, but while he'd been out bathing no more than a few dozen feet away from them with only mild concern, Nee was wracked with worry even...

Two months later It all seemed like a distant memory now, that entire debacle that had nearly ended their marriage before it'd even had a chance to begin. At first, Cassidy had been concerned about the possibility of being tracked down by Obanese guards, especially under the payroll of his vile...

He'd have loathed it only a scant few months ago, somebody knowing him so damned well. The idea of another person being able to read him like an open book on a whim was certainly never a concept that appealed to him. Maybe before... but afterwards, being a well kept secret was what protected...

In hindsight, it all seemed so... silly. There was no taking back what he'd already done, of course. The perilous stunt he'd orchestrated was said and done, the hostilities between he and his family renewed, and an entire city was after both of their heads. All of that for the ring now wrapped...

Neith was right. Despite the reckless nature of Cass's scheme, they'd pulled it off. Instead of dreading what could have been, they ought to revel in what was. In the reality they both lived in, the heat building between them with every feverish kiss and wandering touch. The only thing Cassidy...

Cassidy moaned against her lips. knew that thick, playful lull in her voice. He knew that devious little glimmer in her eyes, and the pull of her fingers as she tugged at his clothing. It was the same lull, the same glimmer and tug as their first night together, in that quiet, empty old...

Neith's words were barely more than hurried whispers between meetings of their lips, neither she nor Cass willing to break from one another for long enough to say anything of substance. The lingering guilt and shame he felt for the extremes he'd taken on this day so willingly stepped aside to...

He'd wanted to keep her from the moment she'd held him in her arms in that ratty old boathouse. The last few years of his life had been an absolute hell: His own step-mother attempting to assassinate him, the loss of his Ariella, his exile from his home and the mental anguish that had lingered...

He'd been a fool to risk everything for this, to put the life they'd finally found together on the line for a symbol of what he'd had, hoping to pass it on to her. Cass knew it, and he would find the time to beat himself up over it later. Right now? All that mattered was the warmth of Neith's...

It felt... bizarre. To hear that name from Neith's lips. The knot in his chest didn't know which way to turn, hearing the person he'd once loved more than any other's name from the lips of the one who'd filled that void in his heart. Cass's face twisted as he tried to hold back the surge of...

"Fine. I'm... fine." Physically, he was. Mentally... he'd get over it. Not until he was good and damned sure Neith was safe, and back in their home where she damn well belonged. Cassidy leaned back in the seat, closing his eyes and letting his mind catch up with his body for the first time...