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Cassandra Syndrome

Cassandra Reid has never found a fortune teller on Earth that could read her future. She always gets the same cards got over and over again from the different tarot readers she approached. High Priestess and the Four Knights. Knight of Pentacles. Knight of Swords. Knight of Wands. Knight of Cups. And the last one? The ominous Death Card. Every fortune teller has no idea what they meant and they have completely given up on her fate. Even she, herself, has given up. Until one of the Knights showed up. And tried to kill her. YUMMY EXCERPT: updates every day "Why are you protecting me anyway?" I swallowed a lump forming in my throat. "What's in it for you?" "Yeah, Cass. I ask myself every day why I am doing this too. Before I sleep and the first thing that comes to my mind the moment I wake up? It's you." His gaze jerked up and clashed with mine, confusion darkening those gorgeous irises. "I'm doing things I never even wanted to do in the first place. Like messing up my mission as the heir of the House of Cups." "I don't want to be indebted to you! I don't want you to get hurt while you kept me safe." The more I spoke, the more Gabriel's pupils narrowed. "Do you know why I'm doing this?" Gabriel chuckled without humor as he cupped my chin, forcing my face to his. "Because I loathe it when you are hanging out with some other guy. Someone who isn't me." He pulled back and studied my face before shaking his head. "I want to kill them myself. There's a dark thought in my mind that says you are mine to own. And you are mine to kill when that time comes where I have to." Gabriel's grip tightened and he leaned down, placing us nose to nose, his choppy breath traipsing over my lips. "You like taunting me by flirting with other guys too, do you? Well, guess what? It works. I can't fucking get you out of my mind." He released me long enough to slam a fist into the wall just beside my temple. "The first kiss was a goddamn mistake. It was supposed to purge you from my thought, make me stop wondering what you taste like."

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Sleepover

Freezing in place, my mouth slackened when I see Gabriel as he peered behind the wooden door.

I was more suspicious when Lysander had only arched an eyebrow and didn't look that surprised. 

Lysander must have anticipated this after Leif showed up at the waterfalls, so of course, they would know about the date of their location and where they would be staying at.

Recalling their conversation earlier, I figured out that Leif had owned this forest cabin Lysander had rented on their 'nature' date.

I concluded that the bastard had told the others because he couldn't keep a secret similar to a school gossip girl.

"Both of you should get inside." Gabriel's gaze didn't linger from my face and scanned me from head to toe, resting at my chest and my lower stomach.

I was sure Gabriel was taking inventory of how I looked in my mustard swimsuit with those smoldering blue eyes.