Romans & histoires Ana From 50 Shades Of Grey

************** Your gurl, Anna.

Fool, fool, fool! As the crowd kept whistling and cheering them to carry on, Angelina abruptly pulled her body away from Maxwell's, thereby roughly awakening the fully aroused man's senses. When he opened his eyes, Angelina was stunned to see that they were no longer the usual shade of grey. They were now darkened to charcoal grey and fully dilated. No doubt about it, the man was totally aroused…

Anna takes a shower and hopes that there is no evidence of sex on her. They threw away the pill’s packaging after using them so she doesn’t have them either. She takes a deep breath. Is she walking funny? Her mother’s constant slut-shaming has her paranoid about sex. Anna can’t believe she did that but it was amazing and exhilarating. She kept imagining Munya’s hands on her.. and him in her. She wanted to do it again with him…

He wraps his arms around my neck and deepens the kiss. Someone tugs on my pants, and I look down and smile at my kids. Mary is two years old and is just like her daddy. She's blonde with blue eyes and a beautiful smile. She holds her brother's hand, Noa, who looks like me, with his black hair and big light green eyes. I take them both in my arms and drape them over my shoulders. Angel kisses me softly on the lips and walks away from me, letting big white wings sprout from her back, - Angel?

Paul Okeke sat near the office of the mission station, watching some English men leave and enter the building with lopsided gait. He was still admiring the structure of the station when he saw Anne Streamer walk past him. She was not wearing her French pleat like the first time he had seen her rather she allowed her hair to fall down and form long straight curls. Paul Okeke wondered why the hair color of English men and women were different unlike his fellow Igbo people who shared the same color of hair with him–black.

" She was wearing an elegant red printed dress and her hair was up in a bun. She looked stunning and irresistible even without wearing lipstick. I began to feel a tingling in my back and my heart skipped a beat. The librarian scolded some brats who were making noise and I took advantage of a moment of absent-mindedness to signal Monica. She understood instantly. 'Hi, I'm Anna,' I said holding out my hand, which she shook weakly. 'Monica,' she replied indifferently. The best thing for both of us was to pretend it was the first time we had met. So we disguised ourselves as skillfully as we could by talking about the genius of Stratford-upon-Avon, until we were shooed away and the room closed.

Aana had worn the lenses because she knew that Alice can take control of her body anytime and her eye colour changing can make anyone suspicious. "Aaron" She mumbled nervously and it was enough for Aaron to realise that Aana was on the surface but he didn't move back and kissed her cheeks... Her heartbeat rose with his mere lip touch and a current passed through both of their bodies. She couldn't help herself and started feeling wet at her core, imagining his lips all over her body. "Fuck" She cursed realising what she is thinking and pushed Aaron away. She tried to open the door but it was locked. She glared at him angrily.

A deadly scowl twisted his features, making him almost unrecognizable. Kaitlyn's eyes widened in horror before she burst out laughing. "You look like shit, Greyman! Did you die and refuse to resurrect?" Grey's scowl deepened, and he forced out a growl, "Fuck you, Kaitlyn." Just then, a pretty young woman in her twenties appeared from behind him, clutching the wheelchair. She had dark hair, striking green eyes, and a slim figure, dressed in camo pants and a bright yellow top. "Hello everyone," she said, her voice apologetic. "I'm sorry he's late." Her eyes darted to Grey, who was still radiating hostility, before returning to the group.

Anam's POV Thankfully we were not late for the meeting, our presentation also went well. Throughout the meeting, my mind was clouded with the thought of a certain grey-eyed guy I met this morning. The day went by quite fast. it was evening by the time I finished all my work. switching off my laptop I gave a loud sigh and slumped deeper in my seat. Last month my boss that is the head of the designing department gave me a promotion and now I am his assistant. Don't get me wrong I love my job and I am grateful that I got this position but it gets really tiring at times.

To divert her mind from thinking about what Beast was going to do to her when he came here, she started looking around the room. It was once again, black and maroon giving off an eery vibe. He was so obsessed with Black color that Ana almost felt irritated. Then she remembered, that she too, was obsessed with black color and scolded her mind for always coming up with sarcastic answers to ditch her own self like this.