Ana Steele Novels & Stories

Assorthan charged forward only to be stopped by Thea's next words. "Not so fast Assorthan. Why are you in a hurry? I heard you are getting married today. Won't you invite us to join in the festivities?" Thea asked sarcastically. Assorthan stopped his advance towards Max and looked at Thea. No matter what she wire, she is the most beautiful girl he ever saw. He cannot kill her in this life as well. He is doing everything for her. That's when he started to think straight, the alcohol slowly fading and his rationality is slowly returning, but not soon enough.

she said eyeing him. I like forgetting the part that we are sex slaves .Mr B who I have never met is the owner of this building he claims is an orphanage so that he can avoid the government.Once in a year they come and we have to lie to them about our well being sometimes i just feel like screaming out everything to their face ,I know it isn't going to end well. "What up girl I heard Theressa has been bought."Kate said in a whisper . That's what happen here the girls are bought for sex service and sometimes they return them when they are tired of using them.Just like me the man that bought me was an old man me got tired of me fighting him so he returned me .

One of the boys cooed. “ She looks familiar but I'm not exactly sure,” another said peering with his drunken eyes. Anastasia banged her clenched fist on the table and everyone flinched including me. “ First of, there's absolutely nothing going on between us. Secondly, I'm Anastasia and we all attended the same highschool though of course, all of you were upperclassmen,” she said grabbing a bottle of alcoholic wine. She was already tipsy, that much was obvious. “ And my name is Anastasia Cooper, you probably heard of me back in highschool because I was on the troublesome side. Well, I would put it as being protective and proactive,”

Her brothers walked out and shut the door behind them, leaving her in her cold room, with her damp tears collapsing in on themselves and her loud sobs that she kept to herself. 🌹 The tailors measured dutifully, whispering to themselves. They’d secretly give her pitying looks as if knowing the fate before her, but she caught those looks. If they thought they were sly, then she was James Bond. But it wasn't just them, though, all the maids, the guards, so-called henchmen, they all gave her those pitying looks. “Anaya,” She jerked furiously and accidentally knocked the tailor down,

Did she just waste a whole lot of idea without her planning this all through? 'Of course, it shouldn't be…' She mumbled under her breath as she stared narrowly at Anastasia. She was supposed to meet with a guy and not a lady, Zahan Damon to be precise. Why is then she seeing a lady instead, huh? And it seemed like Anastasia was reading her mind, but Stella's facial expression was enough to give way to her thinking. “Not to worry, ma'am.” Anastasia cajoled Stella, calmly. “Meeting with me is more like meeting the firm's boss himself, I do this more often.”

Don’t put all of your eggs in one basket and all that. Brilliant flame red hair catches my eye and I know who it is before I turn. Char leans against the counter, she straightened her hair today and it falls over her breasts. Large hoop ears and a diamond hang from her ears. She’s wearing a red skirt to match her hair and shiny black heels. Char is my manager, well, she’s the only manager at Ocean Side. She can’t be older than twenty-five, but she runs a tight ship and leaves no room for error. She leans in close so I can hear her over the music.

Emily Warner, the crazy and happy go lucky side-chick in all of the stories. She is happy that all of her friends met the man of their dreams but she hasn’t. She has never met a man who even remotely loved her. As a kid, she always hoped for a crazy life story like beauty and the beast or toy story or finding nemo. But she worked at a nine to five job, at the age of twenty nine, she was single, while all of her friends were either getting married or pregnant. And there she was sitting in front of the television, eating chips out of her hair.

And somehow, a part of her was proud to stand beside him. ________________________________________ After the meeting ended, Alexandro had other matters to attend to, and he instructed one of his betas to stay with Serena. A young woman approached, her steps confident and light, a small smile playing at her lips. She was dressed in black leather armor, her dark hair braided tightly, and a sword rested casually at her hip. "Lady Serena," she said, bowing slightly. "I'm Kiara. Beta of the Blood Moon Pack." Serena blinked in surprise. She hadn’t expected to see a woman among the warriors—and certainly not holding the high rank of Beta.

she stated earning a roaring laughter from Roman. “fine, you win be ready in 15” Camila jumbled off the couch with a huge smile on her face and headed for the stairs. She picked out a long black gown that didn’t hug her figure so that her stomach won’t show that much. She paired it with a pair of black flats and a silver purse. She didn’t do any makeup, just curled her hair and was rushing down the stairs. Roman was already ready there, waiting. He was dressed in a black suit and was looking down at his watch.

that peak she had always wanted. Sh was a slave to her own emotions, a slave to her pain and she lived in her head for some long. She tjrived on self pity yet she wanted deep change, Anna was broken and now she feels she has been fixed the the thing about broken people is that they stay broken no matter how much time passes by...they will remain shattered.e