Ana Steele Novels & Stories

She served it with some scones, and I thanked her. "Glad to see you survived," she said with a genuine smile, and I smiled at her. Just then, I picked a familiar scent. I looked behind me to the shop counter and saw Stasia. I did not know how to feel about her. She had slept with all my mates. She looked at me, and rage rose in her eyes. "Vladislav bitch. The alpha whore," she said. "Watch your tongue Stasia; you are no longer in Alpha Lucian's favour anymore., There will be consequences if you disrespect Alpha Macxwell's woman," The old woman retorted, and Stasia's eyes burned.

I couldn't let her go in the state she was in. Kris looked at me then her eyes darted to the naked girl. Stacy let her eyes glide over to Kris and her face contorted into a mean smile before returning to mine. She got out of the bed and sashayed to me completely ignoring Kris. She tilted her chest forward, flaunting her tits in my face. Gritting my teeth, I placed a hand on her neck and tightened it with the intention of choking her to death. I tightened my hand so much that her face started turning red with lack of breath.

Alex and Jessica both were warriors and were dedicated to the Pack. Lacie went with black leather pants, a lace black top with a cami underneath and black heels. Lily was sporting a green leather mid-thigh dress with short sleeves and black ankle boots. Monica was all black – black mini skirt with black corset style top and black heels. I chose my signature black skinny jeans, black tank with my black leather jacket and black leather heeled boots.

"Right, it's my room. Who do you think dares to bring a stranger into the alpha's room and even summon the best healers of the pack?" "Only the alpha!" Maya said. "But why did you lie to me?" Maya questioned. "I didn't. I was just teasing you." Ashton said like it was only normal to tease a beautiful girl. "Do you don't have a mate?" Maya asked. The more she thought about it, the more she felt like something was not right. How old was Ashton? He seemed to be in his late twenties and he was telling her that he didn't have a mate. He was an alpha, a very powerful alpha.

She felt relieved when she closed the doors and went back to her seat. Like any other assassin, she had done her research. She was iconic in the fashion industry and had her own fashion line and was an investor in many popular cloth and shoe brands. She was rich, famous and was head over heels for Levi Wushi. However, even though she had everything she could ever want, she couldn't get any love or affection from Mr. Wushi.

****** Name: Anastasia Samuel Age: 26 Birthday: 22/02/1995 Birth place: Chicago Blood group: O+ Parents: Mr Andrew Samuel and Mrs Karen Samuel (Dead) Sibling: Selena Samuel (non identical twins) Newly shifted to New York. Before that they used to live with their Grandma in Chicago who recently died. Grew up in Chicago and studied there only. Graduated with a fashion designing degree. Doesn't have any bad background. Didn't have any boyfriend ever. Didn't find any history about any of her friends. Doesn't have any medical conditions or history apart from an accident that she met three years ago. Currently staying in a cheap area of New York with her sister. The address is given below. Current

I said as Stefano scrambled onto Max’s back as he spun, “Although at least if we have to go to the ER, I might get to see Milly. I haven’t seen her in weeks.” Now twenty-seven, Milly had fine-tuned her powers and was the best Doctor we had. She could heal any wound without breaking a sweat. We’d hardly lost any soldiers to injuries in years. “She is continually working,” Max said, “The woman never rests.” “Well, tell her the Luna has ordered her to take a day off soon and meet me for a coffee. I miss her.” “Will do,” he said as Madeleine joined the ‘climb Maxy’ game.

She was already tired of lying. "Thanks, Aunt, " Juliet says before running upstairs. Meanwhile, Aunty Stella let's out a sigh of relief before releasing her weight on the chair. She makes a mental note to go over to Alexandras room. But knew it would be better to let her be, cause she knew how she behaved when she was angry. She carefully starts arranging what they messed up. Aunty Stella is Alexandra's maternal aunt. She is her mums younger sister. A widow, with a daughter for her late husband who died two years into there marriage, then her daughter Karis was still a toddler.

Jake Hayes’ POV A wave of whispers washes over me. It's an uncanny sensation, as if every person in the room is staring directly at me, judging me. The murmurs grow louder, and I can't make out any distinct words, just a chorus of agitated voices. As I walk forward with Aviana holding my arm, the stares become glares, and the whispers grow to hisses. I feel as though I'm walking through a minefield, one that's ready to explode at any moment. The pressure is intense, the tension almost unbearable. It's as if the entire room, every person in it, is against me.

my stuttering was being cut off when Anastasia walked into the kitchen looking neat and professional. My stammering fit died down as she sent me a look. Ah, well, at least she saved me the embarrassment of getting to explain who I was to the trio. Knee-length black pencil skirt, white blouse and a coat draped over her tall frame, her heels clicking against the marble flooring elegantly. She halted removing her sun glasses with a swift motion, her movements and scrutinizing eyes as sharp as a sword. Deadly but graceful. Immensely regal. I honestly hopped to be like her at some point.