Novel & Cerita Ana Steele

I wanted to tell her that even if this woman was beautiful, her beauty was nothing compared to hers. "I apologize for being late, I just came from a charity event," she said as she sat down beside Atticus. She must be the Luna. "I'm Nicole Hutton," she introduced herself, "First Lady of Hutton Empire." "It's a pleasure to meet you." Rayne smiled at her. "Forgive my question, but you're not a vampire, am I right?" Nicole asked Rayne. "No, I'm not. I'm a gifted human," Rayne answered her.

He handed me a file and I opened it before shaking my head in question. “Anastasia gave us all the coordinates that she could remember about the whereabouts that they had her sister in. She went to a few different destinations and gave us all that she could about them. She even gave us the coordinates of what she heard from Lorenzo, and though she believes that not all are accurate, giving them a looking out and a scan of the area wouldn’t do us any harm.” He said, and I nodded, reading through the papers. Most were what was recorded from Anastasia, and though I knew that it was something that no mate liked to go through, the autotrophy test that she went through also proved that she was onl

Alexander Steele:- When I first saw her I was so lost in her beauty, she was perfection made by God. Her long black hairs that reach to her knees, aqua blue eyes in which anyone cat get lost and her skin was milky white most of them all her body was curvaceous with perfectly round breasts and ass. My crescent mark on my left wrist began to shine and this only shines for us hunter when we have found our beloved.

Made simpler, she does not want to fall deeply in love. However, that dream never through. When she met him, he tore the corroded walls apart effortlessly and erected a four lettered tower on her world. The foundation was hinged on an unknown silent strength. It was so easy for him to plant a seed in her; a seed of love, but he never cared to nurture it neither was he there when it grew. How hurtful it is. Grace Anslem was the first child out of two. A graduate of psychology from Lagos State University. She is based in Abuja

My name is Asher Smith CEO of Ash group of companies the number one top manufacturing company in New York and all over the country you can call me a mega Billionaire and that is why I don't want to be tied down with b**ches who only comes to me because of my money and how I handle them in bed. The b**ch my step mother brought is not exclusive and will I say she is the worst. I wonder where my stepmother got heard from, who even made her think she can boss over my workers with her so-called title of a fiancee and always wearing skimpy dresses exposing an unattractive boobs thinking I will fall for that, she's not even my type. I picked up my car keys and left the office to the beach the beach

She turned to her side and glanced at her daughter. "Look after the Lady. I'll be right back." Rebecca said and quickly left the room. "Where are you going, Duchess?" Zita asked her but got no response. Rebecca quickly climbed down the stairs and hurried off to where Williams was. She stood at a distance and watched Williams. Thomas had kept an apple on the thief's head while Williams aimed his arrow at him. He let go to the fetching and shot the arrow. He flew close to the man's forehead and landed on the target-the apple.

“From this moment forward, the Steel Vipers acknowledge Ashley as our chief strategist, our liaison, and the architect of our expansion.” Ace leaned close, whispering, “You are so damn hot when you are shocked.” Cole nodded vigorously. “You deserve this.” Jax didn’t speak. His steady presence alone said everything. The allies stepped forward one by one. Cortez extended his hand. “The Reavers stand with you.” Vera placed a hand over her chest. “The Valkyries acknowledge you.” Other leaders followed. One after another. A line of recognition… for her. And Ashley — the girl who once broke down in a dead car on an empty highway — stood in the center of a room filled with powerhouses… being honore

I just searched frozen. She stopped by the dresser and ran her fingers along its edge. “You’re actually beautiful. That’s going to piss off more people than you think. Trust me, there were many bidding on you looking ugly. Some even said that you look like a troll.” I finally found my voice. “And you are…? I'm sorry, but I didn't expect you to come inside my room to just tell me that I looked. Well…” “Madeline,” she said, tossing her hair over her shoulder. “Second daughter of Beta Reinhart. Technically ranked, practically ignored. I'm more of a subtle kind of woman. I choose to at least lighten the mood. I know that you might be having a hard time.”

Mafia princess Anastasia Rostova is not your conventional Mafia princess. Betrothed to old, senile, sadistic Lev Avilov since she was just five, Anastasia has avoided home for years, running off to England for studies. But with her twentieth birthday approaching quickly, she knows she has no choice. It's either she married Lev, or her father and everyone one else she holds dear...die.

Irene Stella’s lips peel back, teeth flashing as a low growl rips out of her throat. “What the fuck did you ask me?” Before I can even blink, Anastasia is on her feet. Her voice cuts sharp, dripping with warning. “I hate bitches… especially with the name Stella, and you have two seconds to tuck those ugly pointies back inside your mouth. After that, I’ll make sure you’re picking them up off the floor.” She tilts her head slightly, daring Stella to test her.