Anastasia Book Novels & Stories

"It doesn't matter. They are just using you, that doesn't mean you should do as you please.” I smiled, "Sorry miss perfection.” I said wriggling free from her hold. "I'm not the type to not what I don't want. I'm hungry, I can't cook and there's a fridge filled with food,” I said as I made my way towards the door. "Food meant for me to eat.” Teresa yelled at me, "You're thinking too high of yourself Anastasia! you're too young to understand the consequences of your actions. You better not make me…."

He always plays golf with his friends and has brunch at the other side of town on Saturday mornings. “Ma’am, the documents for today are all ready,” Felicia says, appearing at the door with her usual efficiency. “And here’s your coffee,” she adds, placing the steaming cup on my desk. “Thanks, Felicia,” I murmur, taking it. She nods and leaves, and the silence returns, broken only by the hum of the city. Alone, Anastasia sipped, letting the warmth settle her. She flips through the files in front of her. A soft knock breaks her from her flow state.

She knew. Anastasia closed her book carefully. Deliberately. Like she was giving herself time to become real after existing as a ghost for so long. She wore simple clothes. A dark sweater. Jeans. Her hair pulled back. She looked nothing like a crime boss. She looked like someone's mother. "You figured it out," Anastasia said. Her voice was exactly as Lena remembered it, though she'd only heard it in the vault of her subconscious. "You refused the trap. You came anyway."

Anastasia was needing me and I had to watch her. She was walking in my direction and my heart was pounding so fast inside my chest about that. When her wolf wanted to attack me, I won't fight and will do my best to dodge her. This is natural because Anastasia still practicing herself to control her wolf and I believe that she will be able to control it sooner. “Just focus yourself, Anastasia, on controlling your wolf,” I uttered and still staring into her green eyes. Damn, it was so hypnotizing. Just in a couple of minutes, Anastasia's human body has returned. She was lying on the ground, unconscious and naked.

Anastasia said and cut the call. Anastasia was very excited to meet her best friend after 3 years. They both studied in the same college but their field of studies were different and after completing studies Anastasia joined an NGO and Lily got a job in multinational company in USA. Anastasia did her breakfast and went to her room for get ready for going to NGO as she didn’t went there for 4 days because of marriage. She took her purse and a scarf and made her way to downstairs. She told cook and maid that she will not be back in lunch time so they will not make her food.

Bianca goes back to smiling immediately “No, I do not want to go back with Ryan." “Anastasia you are no longer a child, you are going to become a mother, starting learning to be responsible and fix your home I stare at her in disgust, my fear and frustration turning into anger. " I would learn from you, but you know nothing about fixing a home Bianca gasps loudly, not used to my tone. "Don't you speak to me that, you ungrateful girl, I have done everything for you "All you say you do for me is only for yourself and your selfish ambition

The girl on the couch looked stunned at my sudden change of mood. "Your Highness..." her soft voice was hurt and confused. "What did I do wrong?" "No! Lyra, it's not you," I said. My eyes looked everywhere but at the staring girl beside me. "Then it's that huntress, isn't it?" Lyra asked the question that I didn't expect. My face turned to her in amazement. "What made you think that?" Lyra got up and redid her clothes as well. "You are Anastasia Romanov, the imperial princess," she said. "You never bother to restrain yourself from anyone. Whatever you desire, it shows so clearly to whoever cares to notice you. I knew what you did earlier."

Anastasia pouted as if determined to stay silent, but with a few gentle touches here and there, she quickly revealed her shameful scheme. "I wanted you instead!" "I fell head over heels for you the instant I laid eyes on you! Do you have a problem with that?!" "I desired to have you as my servant! My authorized servant! I have never had one until now!" Anastasia was in such anguish from suppressing her intense desire that she no longer had the strength to resist my inquiries. "What if you became my servant instead?" I smirked mischievously. "Huh?" "Kyaa!" Anastasia endured a night of endless torment, her body throbbing and inflamed from the contorted positions she was forced into.

"Anastasia, there's... there's nothing to say." Anastasia, however, wasn't easily placated. She studied her friend closely, noting the telltale signs of a storm brewing beneath the surface - the slight quiver of her lip, the trembling hands clenched in her lap. With a sudden rush of determination, Anastasia closed the gap between them, taking a seat next to Asa. She knew her friend was struggling, and she was determined to be the pillar of support Asa needed. "Asa, talk to me," Anastasia urged, her voice tender, a stark contrast to the firm grip she had on Asa's arm. "You're clearly upset. And this is not even about Alfred. What happened?"

84 : "Confrontation" Confrontation 84 T A T E "Our home is a bit messy. Sorry." Anastasia picks up the scattered clothes from the couch. "It's fine." Gage answers. My eyes darted at Anastasia's huge stomach and I can't believe that it's her. I can't believe that I've met her before but I just didn't have any idea that she was the woman Gage fell in love with years ago. I glared at Lilac, and she was still hiding behind her mother's thighs but she kept on glaring at me though. I think she's still worried about my ruined laptop or maybe she's being too shy around Gage. I mean come on, he's Gage Stockholm and she's probably a fan.