Ana Steele Novels & Stories

"Denver on my signal in three... two... one... go!" And Denver starts sprinting towards the basement. Anastasia stole a glance at Stella and she was looking intently at the screen that is from the surveillance camera that they just hacked. She found herself walking towards her. "Don't worry. That wouldn't be you last I love you's" She said. Stella turned to look at her. "I didn't expect that to hear from you." She said but there's a small smile on her face. "Don't get me wrong. You just look like you're about to faint any second." Anastasia said playfully.

|| KIERA STEVENS'S POV || I caught her hand in midair, rage burnt inside my soul. No matter what happened, she couldn't just raise her hand on me. I wasn't going to let her walk all over me. I yanked her hands off, gripping hard. My words slammed at her face, infuriating, " Anastasia Beverly Brown! You might be a big star but you have no right to raise your hand against me." Anastasia looked absolutely mad. She stomped on her feet, her eyes glowed in rage,

Waiting for her to come into the living room I can’t help but think about how cute she is when she’s flustered. Leaning back on the couch I enjoy all the images of her that run through my mind. No stop. This is supposed to be about business, you both agreed that you didn’t want a mate. I scold myself for getting heated over her. Sitting up straight when I heard her little feet skipping down the stairs, she strolls into the living room with a sweatshirt that says California on it and plaid pajama shorts that hug her perfect body. The moon goddess did a good job creating such a stunning creature, only make it harder to resist her.

How possible is that? Yes, Annabelle Steele, though famous and influential got married to a more wealthy man. I must have been a little kid when they married because when I knew her she was already married and she still used her maiden name in all her works. The whole world understood that. As a journalist, it would be hard to change her widely known "Steele" to "Kam". I owe my life to Annabelle Steele. This book... She wrote it and it changed me from that sad and depressed Kamila who wallows in self pity and hatred everyday of her life to the person that I am now.

Grabbing the microphone, Anna lifted the book over her head. “Sorry to interrupt, but this is very important,” She said with Nate at her side. “I’m Anna Berger Steine of Steine and Steine Publishers in the U.S. and this is Dr. Nathanial Braverman, author of Vashti’s Daughter.” Many boos greeted them in response.

responded the lady. "hello. I'm Angela smith. nice to meet you?" started I. "oh God. daddy." responded she. "just let her in honey. you don't want Beth to find her standing at the door." "sure... sorry miss smith. my name is um... Jennifer miller. please come in."

Cordelia was marveling at the fact that she was able to stop Ashley from coming here and didn't give Anastasia more time to prepare as she had paid the host to change the list, but who would have thought that Anastasia's designs would cause her the fail anyway, she thought to herself. She went to Anastasia "Ana, All the best sis! Set the stage on fire" Anastasia smirked after hearing Cordelia "Oh I plan on doing just that" Cordelia's smile faltered 'why is she so smug with a dress like that she thought. Anastasia's name was announced, and she started walking on the ramp. The first person she made eye contact with was Hades. She blushed but tried to hide it anyway. Hades was impatiently waiti

She paused and her mother nodded. "So hurry up and get ready I don't want to see that grumpy face of yours okay... Brace up sweetie... Miss Vera would come get you anytime soon" her mother concluded as anastasia blushed. She waved her mother goodbye and danced round like though in a ball party. She viewed her wide room and smiled at the pictures that she pasted on her pink wall. She was like an influencer but a shy one. She was bold on her camera but timid outside. Finally she was going to practice with the superstar of her dreams. She spin towards the wall that had his pictures and picked one. "Oh please God may he notice me!" She prayed as she hugged his picture. Anastasia had always tried

I smiled awkwardly and nodded. “Yes,” I confirmed. Her eyes widened, “Oh my gosh! I’m delighted to finally meet you. I heard many things about you. And I really, really admire you!” That caught me off guard. Am I that famous? She extended her hand in front of me, “I’m Cassie Steel, the royal beta’s cousin. I’m also a knight,” she introduced herself. “I’m pleased to meet you, ma’am. I’m---” she cut me off and eagerly took one of my hands. “Anastasia Cullen. I know you, my lady.” This girl has so much energy, and I like it.

~Prologue (In Lexia's Point Of View) "Cross him off the list." My assistant turns from where he was facing the board, looking at me sardonically. He's not really my assistant, in fact, he hates when I refer to him as that. But I wouldn't go as far to say that this man, Adrian, is my friend. "Why?" He questions, balancing a red permanent marker between his fingers. Rolling my eyes, I back up a few steps and sit on the edge of my desk, mindful of the papers scattered on it.