Anaa Novels & Stories

“I’m Adelina and I’m calling from KlasyRhodes fashion home, Luanda. We need you to create some designs ma. We want to put up a fashion show and we need new unusual foreign designs.” Could she just stop with the madam thing, Chava had cringed one of her fists already; she didn’t like to be addressed with ‘ma’. Luanda? That was an African country and the caller didn’t sound like a regular client. Where did she get her contact from? “OK, my name is Chava or you can call me Miss Ava.” She smiled. “OK mad--sorry, Miss Ava. How much is your rate?” “When is the deadline? And how many designs?”

" you can't eat food for now as you just woke up, but I will prepare delicious food for your little stomach so that you can eat an hour later." "no, please don't trouble yourself, Michale I am sure maids can cook" Anna politely rejected, but Michale pouted "oh dear sister-in-law, I am the best cook in my friend group, and I have also taught Rean to cook if you taste my dishes you will eat all your fingers with food so just rest I will show you the magic of my hands. Anna laughed and nodded. South Korea Seoul. Bomber Nightclub

Joey says to me and I answer with a sharp nod before digging into the sweet-smelling food. A few minutes into the meal, I try to make conversation, “What part of Zorah are you guys from? I don’t know much about the geography of the place but I’d still like to know.” Thea answers first, as usual, “Well I’m from Corva, the trade capital, and so is West.” “I’m from Doran, a small, quiet place. And you?” Joey asks. “My mom’s from Orion so I guess I can say I’m from there too.” I answer.

Startled, I asked: - Who is it? – only silence answered me. So I got up and went to open the door, but I didn't see anyone. On the floor, leaning against the doorframe, was a small plastic bag with a drawing of an Indian goddess and underneath it said “Natural beauty”. I took the curious bag, went in, and sat on the bed. When I read the postcard, my heart skipped a beat. Goddess, was Klaus any more perfect?

She read the text again. Then a third time. The name on the screen was accompanied by a New Zealand number and a message that was six words long: I know about my mother. Help. Six words. She looked at Neo. "Anna has a daughter." "Apparently," he said. Still with that expression. The one she didn't have a word for yet. "In New Zealand." "That's a New Zealand number," he confirmed. "And you knew," she said. Not accusatory. Just — placing it.

Dim lighting, sleek furniture, and floor-to-ceiling windows showcasing the city skyline. Mona stepped inside and let out a small gasp. "Oh my God." Her voice was barely above a whisper. "You live here?" Kane watched as she walked toward the window, her fingers pressing against the cool glass. The city sprawled beneath them, glittering like broken glass against the darkness. She turned to him, her expression mischievous. "Can anyone see you from across?" "No." He shrugged, dropping his bag onto the counter. "Just us." She hummed, seemingly pleased, before turning back to the view.

But then again, Jairo had a way of making people nervous without even trying. “Uhm…” Ann cleared her throat and forced a soft smile as everyone watched her. “I’m Annie, but my friends call me Ann. I’m based in America and I’m an actress. Leo’s friend.” Kara smiled warmly, “You have the accent,” she whispered. “I do?” Ann asked with a small laugh. Kara nodded and a few people around the table chuckled. Jairo, however, still watched Ann longer than she could tolerate before he finally looked away. He leaned toward Kara and whispered in her ear, “I made the stuffed sardines for you. Try it.”

She turned to Adam with a puzzled look on her face because she did not understand why Anna was hearing the waves of the sea, and Adam immediately understood what she meant. "We are still in Tagaytay, where we are staying at my beach house. Before heading back into the city, I have reserved a place for us to spend the night at this location," Adam remarked as he began to undo the seat belt buckle. Oh, it makes perfect sense that he can hear the waves of the ocean—wait! are they at the beach right now?! As soon as Adam unbuckled his seat belt, Annalia was already well ahead of him while unbuckling his seat belt and sprinting to the shore.