Ana From 50 Shades Of Grey Novels & Stories

Ava The morning light filtered through my curtains like an unwelcome intruder, casting long shadows across my room. I lay there, staring at the ceiling, my body still humming with the ghost of last night’s sins. The way he had claimed me against those cold tiles, his eyes burning with raw possession. I should have felt regret. Shame. Instead, a dangerous heat coiled low in my belly at the memory. My phone buzzed on the nightstand, shattering the silence.

And then… Halfway above the ground, Lucien’s voice came low against her ear. “Open your eyes.” Anana’s lashes fluttered once… then slowly, she obeyed. Her eyes opened. At first… Nothing registered. Just light… Sky… The soft spill of evening colours stretching endlessly around them. Her breath hitched quietly, confusion flickering in her expression as her gaze tried to settle on something familiar. Then she looked down. And everything shifted… The ground… wasn't just far but way too far.

“I can get you another job, a much better one if you need. If you want money…” “I don’t want your money!!” Ana half-yelled, and then quickly turned back to know if there was any reaction from inside the house. “You rich kids think money can solve everything, I don’t want your money, Mr. Grey… Keep your stupid money to yourself. Just go away from my life and never come back, I hope our paths don’t cross again, I hate you so much!! You disgust me and I never want to see your face again!!” she spat as tears began to roll down her eyes.

Who would have been interested in boring nerdy brown frizzy hair with a hazel eyed girl. Anna is dirty blond with grey eyes, figure of a model and face of a angle.Elegant, sophisticated and a very nice family background that any rich family wanted her to marry into their family. She is her own person. Anna is passionate about whatever she has done with her full heart and has succeeded.

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Nicoli lifted his head to pout. “Whatever you think- you don’t get to stop. You still need to write to me.” And Nicoli finished this with another tug of her hair. Ana only now realized how much of her hair was uncovered. Her shawl had shifted off. Now the silver color was falling all around her. At the color, Ana felt a little uncomfortable. It was so odd to see. She was now more used to the red of her shawl than her hair. But Nicoli seems fine with it. So Ana thought, seeing his fingers gently stroke her hair. He seemed to admire it. Maybe even like it?

“You’re here to cook, not to play detective.” But deep down, that little voice one that always got me in trouble — whispered Yeah, but don’t you want to know? Why does Domenico wear shades in the house? Why does Alessandro act like everyone is a threat? Why does this mansion feel like a golden cage? And why, oh why, does my bank account now have five figures sitting in it after just one day? I sighed again, pushing up to my feet. Lunch was done. Counters were clean.

It’s his hypnotic light grey eyes that have me completely infatuated. Is it bad that I’m jealous of Annalise? With those long thick waves of luscious dark brown hair and light blue eyes. She’s lean with taut muscles and curvy in all the right areas that guys go crazy over. Whereas I’m built like a man. I’ve got an ass and boobs, but she’s so feminine and absolutely gorgeous.

My name is Liliana Grey but since I joined the Terrance family I changed my name to Liliana Terrance. I was born and raised in America, California Los Angeles, but moved to New York when I got adopted back when I was 10. I was a college student taking psychology department in New York. I stayed at the dorm since it's near and to save myself from my oversleeping habit. Today seems to be my seventeenth birthday and I am planning to go back home to celebrate since the summer holiday is also heading near. I was walking in the hallway with tons of books to carry. I head to my locker and put the books inside easing my hand that has gone numb from carrying it.

Nova’s eyes flash with a bright, otherworldly light as she channels the Goddess’s power. Suddenly, Morana’s body tenses and her hands form into fists next to her body. “The Meraloth is fighting back! It’s trying to assert its control!” Morana cries out, her body arching as the Meraloth’s presence is drawn out of her in a wisp of black smoke. “Nero! It… Gods, it hurts so much!” “You can do this, ‘Rana. You’re stronger than that fucker inside of you,” I growl, wishing I could go to her and wrap my arms around her.