Anastasia Book Novels & Stories

My name: Anastasia Sanchez. “Oh no!” I grunt. I stare at the screen in disbelief, my mind tottering with questions and fears. Still with trembling fingers, I click its title, my heart pounding ever louder in my chest as I face my fears. As the book’s information loads, my eyes widen in shock, my breath is halted at my throat. There, in bold letters, is the announcement that’s beyond dreading—BONDED II WILL BE WRITTEN BY ANASTASIA (ALONZO) SANCHEZ, A GRADUATING STUDENT FROM ADAMSON UNIVERSITY AS PER AUTHOR AGNESS’ PERMISSION, along with a blurb that makes me wanna pass out.

So far, Anastasia hasn't bothered him enough and hasn't made him uncomfortable. "Want to tell me what happened?" "No." "Okay. Then you don't mind listening to me talk? whispered Anastasia sensually in his ear. Their gazes met. Anastasia has beautiful blue eyes. Her red lips are full and sexy. And that mischievous glint in her eyes made the clear signal for Ezra to grab her by the scruff of the neck and suck hard on her lips.

GIOVANNI'S POV The heavy oak door to Anastasia’s room was ajar, but I didn’t bother knocking. I just pushed it open, the scent of her jasmine perfume hitting me like a soft, expensive wall. She was lounging on a chaise by the window, a thick, leather-bound book in her hands. She didn’t look up, just turned a page with a deliberate slowness that was pure, calculated provocation. “We need to talk,” I said, my voice sounding rougher than I intended in her delicate, feminine space.

She didn't mind though. Her embrace was just like a warm blanket after a cold winter. "Hush, hush little girl. Your grandmother is here now," she cooed softly and pressed her cheek against Emily's head to comfort her. "I will never leave you again." Ms. Anastasia, who had returned home from Saintmau a while ago, started reading the book Exorcism: Eldritch Werewolf as soon as she arrived. She wanted to find out how she could become a werewolf and how she could stop herself from becoming a vargulf.

His veins popped as he spoke, and his eyes darkened, indicating his anger. “Oh, Jacob. No one would have believed me a year ago. Who would believe a poor and powerless girl? No one would.” Anna replied, and her eyes suddenly lit up. “But, I am no longer that poor and powerless girl, Jacob. I am now Anastasia Reyes, wife to the richest man in Australia. Who wouldn’t believe me now?” She laughed at the terrified look on Jacob’s face when he realized she was right. “Does this mean that Tristian knows?” He asked, and Anna shook her head.

And it's all thanks to you all, my lovely readers. Anastasia is now completed and I can finally put my pen down with gratitude in my heart. It's obviously been an intense journey to pick up this book and continue on until the end. I did my utmost best to shape up the story into a beautiful one with the themes of mystery and steamy romance fully embedded.

If it was any other man, I bet they'd loose their senses before they can count one to two. Casey has the shape and skills to get a man's cock to rise at her command, but... Her stunts can't work on me, no matter how hard she tries. That's because when I look at Cassandra, I always see a copycat, who's trying so hard to shape herself into the woman who came into the life of a dangerous man like myself, and stole my heart in a blink of an eye. Only Anastasia can make my body rise at her own touch. She's the only one who has that right to my heart, my soul, my body... Fuck!

Selena said with a small smile and Anastasia's mood got lifted up for the third time in less then one hour. "Thank you so much, Lena! You are my lifesaver!" Anastasia said as she passed Selena a flying kiss which she pretended to catch. "Okay, so yesterday, I was working really hard on that room. I even skipped my meals for that. I was almost done when I met Melissa there. Don't worry, I didn't get into any kind of argument this time. But my energy was down after meeting her. And I used the stairs every time to get down or go up. The room was located on floor number twenty three. But that was okay too. Out of nowhere a weird woman came inside the room, interrupting my work. I don't know her

Isn’t that the reason why Viscount excused himself and didn’t go back after because he already had a girlfriend and daughter? Her cheeks turned red. I don’t know her name yet but all I could see is shyness and shock on her face. “She’s very cute! We also have a baby here. Maybe they could play?” Slowly, she fixed her daughter’s hair and kisses her cheeks. “Wow. My baby will be having a playmate,” Anastasia is her name. Based on my observation, she’s kind and humble compared to other girls whom I happened to meet. The way she moves screams feminine. She’s not wearing any extravagant clothes but the way how she eats and sips on her tea screams elegance.

and now had a permanent dent. But she loved watching people in her kingdom as they flutter their beautiful wings. “I don't know Milady.” she took two heaps of meat, chewed it fast and gulped it down hungrily “I just can't feel them, it's strange.” she slurped the stew. “Its indeed bizarre.” she added. Suddenly Anastasia saw that the mist was slowly clearing around her. And for the first time, she looked at the forest beyond. Her mouth stopped mid-bite and she gasped. Except for an occasional chitter of a squirrel, she saw that the forest was silent.