Anastasia Cenicienta Novels & Stories

Anastasia Streep sneered, demeanor filled with disdain. Faye ignored her words, only glancing at her briefly before turning away. "Hey, I'm talking to you here!" Anastasia snapped, face flushing red. She'd wanted to show Faye who's boss and let Faye know that Cedric belonged to her. Anyone who tried taking Cedric away from her would suffer terrible consequences. Who knew Faye would outright ignore her? Faye was about to leave the balcony when Anastasia grabbed her hand. "How dare you ignore me, you shameless whore!"

“Hey, there’s this chick who was watching you perform.” “What is your name?” Catherine asked anxiously. “Brittany,” the girl confidently answered. Anita looked at her daughter with her eyebrows nearly reaching her hairline. From here, Catherine knew that Anita liked her vibe already, but for some reasons, Catherine wants to stop her mother from thinking this way. The final audition is the day after that, anyway. There’s plenty more waiting to be discovered. Including her ballerina.

Not having the slightest idea that their lives are in danger as the woman with amethyst eyes shall bring peril amongst their realm. They reached the castle in Nuella Sangre and immediately went to the throne room of the King, Stefan Thorn. When the two entered the room, the King stood from his throne to welcome his son, Giovanni Felix Thorn. His father rushed on walking to him and gave his son a man hug. “Welcome home, son.” Stefan said and tapped his son’s back. “Thank you, Dad.” Felix tapped his father’s back. “Enough hugs for now, we have things to settle.” Cassiopeia entered the room. Cassiopeia is the first witch who joined Nuella Sangre. She is blessed on seeing the future, so as she k

I throw my leather jacket on the bed and undress quickly. Although I took a shower at Mason's, I still feel the need to have another one right now. My phone screen lights up as I'm about to enter the bathroom, I turn around and pick it up. “Lucien” is glaring back at me and I hiss as I click the answer button “Ashanti, ah, it's lovely for you to finally answer your phone” I roll my eyes, “I've been busy Lucien, what's going on?” “Change of plans, we're going to have to deal with Roman and his friend together”

Tall, dark red stilettos. She’s wearing a sating dress that clings onto her body perfectly, complemented by the dazzling jewelry around her neck and wrists. Her hair, her smile, her eyes, she looks incredible. I soon realise that she is not the woman I met last night. Something has changed, and her aura has shifted into something dangerous. Tristan’s body is still turned to me, but his eyes are fixed on Bella, with his lips slightly parted in awe. Her scent fills the room. “Miss Ward, please have a seat.”

"Now I need to go change. Damien is going to be here soon, and I have to look perfect." She turned to walk away, but stopped dead in her tracks as she ran straight into the one person she hated most in the world: her cousin, Aileen. "Hello, cousin," the blonde beauty greeted smoothly. Aileen was a wildly successful hotelier and businesswoman, happily married to a wealthy man. She seemed to have everything, and because their family constantly compared Anastasia to her, Anastasia loathed her deeply. She was determined to outshine her today at all costs. "Oh. You're here," Anastasia muttered. "I wasn't expecting you to come."

He pushed the woman who got it and her relatives were shaken by what Athanasia did. In his right hand he holds a glass of wine and in the other hand a flower. The elders whisper that Ceasar's daughter is going crazy and that she will never find a man for her. Well, I am here. Thana is ready to get married and be married at any moment now. Whether he agrees or not, he will come with me. The one month I gave him to rest and think is over. "Athanasia, you're crazy. Picture taking!" shouted his cousin and their partners. Thana frowned and wanted to slap the cousins who were in the picture. I walked over to it and put my arms around it, kissed its forehead, and pointed at the camera.

I was going to be smart, I was going to be a good girl, playing the survival game. I stood up, the girl visibly relieved at that, not even hiding it. I guess she really wanted to take off that bad. I touched my head, making sure that my crown was still in place. I was not going to come out of the jet as Ana, Ana was dead, she died the minute she stepped in that jet. I was going to step out as ' Werewolf Princess Anastasia Nikita Furthrone, Defender of the Northern lands, Commander of the Lethal swords, Lady of Rockland, Future Queen of the Vampire species.'

"You are more than a maid to him; his scent is all over you." She laughs bitterly, running her thumb along my cheek before grabbing it, not too tightly. It was like she was being conscious not to leave a mark on my skin. "You can never be with him, Micaela; it's okay for him to have his fun. After all, he is a man, but don't think for a second that you are someone special because you are nothing more than a whore that warms his bed." Anastasia moved her hand from my jaw, flipping my face to the other side harshly, causing me to wince.

All of them want your throne and if we don't do something about it, they might take it from you. "I understand, mother." "Thank you, my son." "So um...what's this princess's name?" "Her name is Princess Belle Christie Lucan the fifth." "I didn't tell you to tell me her whole title. Princess Belle would have been okay." "You know me, always extra." "Princess Belle of where?" "Princess Belle of Bassy." ==================== Anastasia finished doing the laundry two hours later. She is very exhausted. She didn't realize the clothes were that much until she started to wash them.