After Novel By Anna Todd の小説・ストーリー

As a multilingual at 10, she knew they were fluent speakers—and they were most certainly not her father. “I smell them.” She gulped. One of her playmates started crying uncontrollably, desperately trying to bite back her sobs and stay quiet—but it was a futile attempt to stay hidden because the trapdoor they went into had just opened. “Well, hello there, children.” — Anna, the sequel of His Claws On My Neck, is currently in the works! If you enjoyed, have any constructive criticism, or simply want to give a piece of your thoughts, please give this book a review. Thank you ! ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა

The wind hovered against the towering mansion, rattling the windows as dark clouds gathered above Hollywood, the grand estate of the Earnshaw family . It was a dreary November afternoon and it was also winter time which made the sprawling house seem even more colder and suffocating. Inside the common room was a thirteen years old girl named Anna. She sat curled in a corner, her hand pressed against the armrest of an old leather couch. The book in her hand, a romance novel, was the only escape she had from the cold, suffocating reality of her existence . The warm cold glow of the atmosphere did little to ease the chill that had settled in her bones over the years. She had learne

And she wouldn’t let him delay them any longer. The next day, Anna went out on a sunny Sunday afternoon, the same time Rica left to meet her own partner. They agreed to meet on a coffee shop just two blocks down their apartment building which was efficient for her. And because the place was near, Anna arrived ten minutes early. She came in the cafe, shoulders squared in pride of having arrived early, until she scans the people inside and immediately spot a tall, hooded man with messy hair. She momentarily pauses, feeling another wave of recognition taunt her nerves. She scans him again. She approaches, and he immediately looks up to meet her eyes. His frame under a hoodie was attractive, but

This erotic book was what Thalia had been reading in his absence. When Todd arrived at the castle, the first person, he wanted to check on was Thalia, but she was sleeping, so he thought of having his bath before coming back to Thalia, hopefully, by then she must have woken up. After a shower, Todd was groomed in a regular t-shirt and pajamas, yet he looked extraordinary and an ordinary man in the street, it was a sight to behold... She was still sleeping when he returns, "fuck this girl, she is still sleeping," Todd cursed seeing that Thalia wasn't up yet. He thought of waking her up but his eyes caught the book lying beside the sleeping Thalia.

She was saying when suddenly she realized she shouldn't have said things she just did. Oops! "Yesss!" Azhan groaned in a thoughtful manner as he added while lying her on her stomach, hovering over her, exchanging their positions. "I forgot about that porn novels tell me more about them." Azhan said smirking as she at that time really wanted to cut her tongue off. "They weren't porn...that was romance okay... Zoha gifted me that novel." Anna said turning completely red in bewilderment. She tried to push him away but he didn't even flinch a little. She couldn't use her legs as there was soreness between her legs.

Authoress POV The next morning, Mr Adams woke up on his bed. He felt a strong aching on his head. Mr Adams doesn't remember anything that happened last night. What he only remembers is that he went to the bar waiting for Anna and she didn't come. At least that's what he thought. After a week Anna finds out that she is pregnant. What step will she take now after hiding it from her son for one whole week? Let's find out... Anna POV

Anna’s apartment was quiet except for the ticking clock and the soft patter of rain against the window. It was just past midnight, and she sat cross-legged on her bedroom floor in an old tank top and tiny cotton shorts. Twenty-three years old, working at the dusty bookstore downtown, and tired of her boring, safe little life. No boyfriend. No excitement. Just books and fantasies that made her blush when she read them alone at night. Tonight felt different. She had found the old leather book two days ago in the basement of the store, hidden behind broken shelves. No title. Just strange symbols on the cover and thick yellow pages filled with Latin. Something about it called to her. She brought

All the tunnels tend to be interconnected, and when I got here, I almost got lost, but I’ve always had a good memory, so I make my way through be right tunnel. When I reach my destination and push the trapdoor open, the faint scent of lavender and those pungent herbs fills the air. Anna is behind the counter, a pile of ancient-looking books spread before her. She glances at me, her face severe even though a smile flickers over her face. “You look haunted,” she says, a hint of amusement in her voice as I brush the dust off my shirt. I grab my coat from the hanger right next to the trap door, and shrug it on.

"After? Who comes up with titles like that?" She answers nonchalantly, "Anna Todd did. It's pretty popular." She adds, "Well, whoever she is, I hope her story isn't about some overly good girl losing her virginity to a guy who turns out to be her one true love in the end, or something equally cliche. Ugh, I can already predict my reaction after reading it: three days of non-stop vomiting. I mean, even the title is as cliche as it gets, Avery." "Well, you might not be far off with the vomiting part, depending on your level of innocence. But considering your track record, I wouldn't worry too much."

I wanted to finish my job, wait until he went to bed so I could go back home satisfied that I had done my job for the day. I quickly got out of the shower, wrapped my binder, threw my clothes on, wrapped the scarf around my face and left as quietly as I could. Today was a Sunday, and everyone was asleep at home. I hoped to see a shop open so I could grab a fruit or some sort of food to quieten my raging stomach. I wouldn’t want the Alpha to hear it. Before I could even take a step in the Mansion, Anna came down from the stairs with tears in her eyes. She wore new clothes, but she clutched her purse tightly as she left the Mansion without meeting anyone’s eyes. One thing was clear with the wa