Novels by Husky's Dream

Rosalie Calloway, despite being a stunning beauty, let out a scream utterly devoid of composure. It was the kind of shriek that made listeners' hearts clench and brought tears to their eyes. Her face drained of all color as she flailed wildly in her seat, panic consuming her entirely.The car lurched violently, shaking as though it might tear itself apart at any second."Hahaha! If you're scared, scream louder!" Cassian Reed didn't seem bothered in the slightest. A grin spread across his face, barely masking the edge of madness flickering beneath it. If someone could fast forward a thousand years and ask those who knew him what made Cassian most dangerous, they would answer without hesitation, in unison: his madness.Only madness was truly impossible to suppress.When Cassian had walked the path of cultivation, it was that very insanity, that reckless edge no one else possessed, that had carried him forward. But as his cultivation level rose and his concerns multiplied, he had buried

Night had fallen over the city.A silver Aurelian tore through the streets at breakneck speed, weaving into traffic and darting past car after car. Angry drivers shouted curses in its wake. Two identical Corvanes, one white and one black, followed close behind, though far less stable. They swerved wildly, nearly crashing several times as they struggled to keep pace."Son of a bitch!" Blondie gripped the steering wheel with white knuckles, tension radiating through his entire frame.The Aurelian was simply too fast. Blondie considered himself a decent driver, but navigating crowded streets while tracking the Aurelian's movements and dodging other vehicles pushed him to his absolute limit. His scalp prickled with sweat as he fought to maintain control of the Corvane. No matter how hard he pushed, the distance between them refused to close.Inside the Aurelian, Rosalie Calloway felt the acceleration pressing her deeper into the passenger seat. Her entire body trembled uncontrollably. She

"Hey, miss, are you listening?" Cassian Reed glanced over and noticed Rosalie Calloway staring at him, so he flashed a faintly amused smile and added, "I know I'm handsome, but there's no need to stare at me like that. You said your car was here, so where is it? Can we hurry this up? Time is money, miss."Rosalie's pretty face flushed crimson as she lowered her gaze and answered in a voice barely above a whisper, "It's on the second level, over there."Cassian sighed. He wasn't entirely sure what was going on with this girl, but given Rosalie's current state, he couldn't just leave her hanging. If you're going to help someone, you might as well see it through to the end.Following Rosalie's directions, he retrieved an Aurelian from the underground parking garage. Cassian hadn't driven in ages. He spent several minutes in the garage fumbling around, groping at the controls, and nearly stomping the gas pedal instead of the brake. It took a while before muscle memory gradually surfaced.

A voice drifted across the room, low and unhurried.Everyone froze. Baldy, his underlings, and Rosalie Calloway all wore the same confused expression. No one could pinpoint where the voice had come from."Who the hell is shouting?" Baldy roared, eyes bulging as he scanned the crowd around him."Mr. Gould, it wasn't me!""I didn't say anything, Mr. Gould!""The Gould family is handling business here. Who would dare cause trouble?"The bar wasn't large, and its patrons were mostly nobodies, the kind who would cross the street to avoid a few street punks. The Gould family's reputation spread fear throughout the city. No one wanted to get involved. They shook their heads and waved their hands frantically, practically trying to tattoo the words "not my problem" across their foreheads.The crowd surged away like a receding tide, parting in every direction.Everyone scattered. Everyone except one man.Cassian Reed remained seated on the sofa, utterly indifferent to the commotion. He swirled

Dark clouds hung low over the city.Meanwhile, Damon Grady's face was swollen and bruised, his injuries freshly bandaged, but his mood was far worse than his appearance. He hid in a corner downstairs, scanning left and right for any sign of that maniac. Satisfied the coast was clear, he fumbled for his phone and dialed. After several rings, someone finally picked up."Is the Gould heir available? This is Damon calling!""Speak," came the low, icy voice from the other end.Damon recognized the voice immediately, and despite the sharp pain shooting through his face, he pressed the phone tightly against his ear and hurried to explain, "Young Master, the plan failed. The mute is a lot tougher than we expected, and even with all of us fighting together, we couldn't take him down."Silence stretched across the line for several seconds, leaving Damon's heart pounding as he waited nervously for a response, too afraid to say another word."Where is he?"Damon hesitated, caught off guard by the

At that moment, Neve Ashford stood frozen, her face pale with shock as she stared at her mother in disbelief.Her undergarments had been going missing for months. At first, she had dismissed it as carelessness on her part, but now that Cassian Reed had spelled it out so plainly, could it really have been her own mother all along?An indescribable emotion washed over her as she looked at the woman who had raised her. For the first time in her life, Bernice Grady felt like a stranger.The atmosphere in the room solidified into suffocating silence.Bernice opened her mouth to explain, but no words came. Instead, she covered her face with both hands and broke into loud, theatrical sobs.Even Damon Grady stood rooted in place, intimidated by the sheer force of presence radiating from Cassian. He didn't dare take a single step forward."That's impossible. Cassian, stop it!" Neve's voice cracked with desperation. "My mother would never do something like that."Cassian's gaze swept over her,