Anastasia Cenicienta Novels & Stories

The woman gave Abigail a quick glance and then looked at Flavia. “You, must be Flavia.” She said without hesitation. Flavia looked at the woman in front of her skeptically and then nodded her head. “Hi, I'm Anastasia.” She said, extending her hand. “You, Uncle Antony's girlfriend?” Abigail asked on behalf of Flavia who seemed reluctant to accept the woman's hand. “You know me?” Anastasia looked back at Abigail with a shocked expression. “No, I don't. I was just guessing.” Abigail replied casually.

She was riding over Jasper who was spanking her ass in return and continued moaning out loud. I was lost in words with the situation. My thoughts were distracted when Anastasia began to yell hysterically, " STOP..IT....You are fooling me..This...this can't be Jasper..You are just supporting that bitch.." Luca smirked with satisfaction when she saw the tears in Anastasia's eyes and replied casually, " Do you want to see more? I have plenty.." Gosh...

Letting Alessandro know it will be war if he ever hurt his beloved. It was then Alessandro noticed the young woman in a wedding dress smeared with blood sitting opposite Alexandra’s seat. Her face hung low, hidden by locks of caramel brown hair just like Catherine’s. Next to her was a young man consoling her. “And you are?” Alessandro questioned. Anastasia wearily lifted her face and, to Alessandro’s shock, she looked identical to Catherine. So this must be Catherine’s other daughter. The one she had with Gabriel. At the sight of the fearsome man in front of her, Anastasia cringed in fear and pasted herself against Silvano, seeking protection. “What was your name?” Alessandro inquired.

"Dominic!" Anastasia rose from her bed, struggling with her oversized brown gown. She eagerly greeted Dominic, who had just descended from the window. Dominic quickly kissed her lips, cupping her cheeks, smiling, and gazing into her blue eyes. "I miss you, take me away from here!" Anastasia exclaimed with a melancholic look in her blue eyes. Dominic remained silent, staring at Anastasia as if pondering something profound. "My father has invited a prince from Martenesia, and he might marry me," Anastasia continued. "I don't want that to happen... I can't say I'm already married to you; he could punish you severely!" she added with fear.

Rozen answered back, eyes intently looking at me, and as much as I want to turn a blind eye to his statement, I can't – that is such sincere eyes. Like the coward I originally am, I avoided his eyes and went back to eating while Dane and Sebastian made a hysteric show of sound effects. "So... Anastasia, you already know Camille?" Sebastian asked after a while in an attempt to ease the tension "The previous alpha's only daughter, a distinguished warrior, and the one everyone wishes to wed Rozen? I do" I nonchalantly answered, still munching on my food. "Well, yeah. The elders have been pushing it for years... BUT that really is nothing! You are Rozen's mate" he insisted

In a shadowed corner room of the Carter farmhouse, far from the cheerful bustle of wedding preparations, Anastasia paced like a caged panther, her bridesmaid gown discarded in a heap on the floor. Fury etched her features—makeup untouched, hair disheveled—as all her meticulously laid plans crumbled on this cursed day. Howard's changing, slipping from me, all because of her. That witch Charlotte has bewitched him already.

“How long has this been in your possession?” “Uhm I just found them today in Anita's room.” He brings one to my face. “Do you know who this “C” is?” I nod. “That's Calistra.” “Who?” “Calistra, the she-wolf that's deceiving Lucien with a child that's not his. I told you about her recently.” “Oh the weird looking one that accused you wrongly back in Winterwood.” “Exactly.” “How come she's in cahoots with Anita?”

I asked and pointed to the woman anchored to the man I had been staring at. "Ow she's Anastasia Valdemore, a vampire. Daughter of Duke Francisco Valdemore of Crimson Valley. She's part of the royal section too. She's dead over heels to Prince Daemon. She keeps on clingging to the prince like a leech and she's also prince daemon's fiancee but the prince doesn't feel the same way coz many rumors are spreading that the prince already found his beloved" Cheska said. I looked at them again, my eyebrows arched when i saw the prince looking at me again. I looked away and continued eating.

“Wasn’t that what you were going to do?” “No. I said I was going to beat them, not send them to the hospital.” Anastasia defended whilst shaking her hand. Quickly, she changed the topic. “That aside, girl, look at that dress your wearing.” She whistled getting a better look at the dress Leonica was wearing. “It’s beautiful. Where did you get it?” “From a new clothing brand. The name is Aphrodite, I think.” “Like the goddess of seduction? Suits you.” Anastasia praised.

The category of their power also belonged to Scyrawing. Meanwhile, the timid woman who told her of her messily knotted tie was called Anastasia, a twelve-year-old Zorphean. Her shadow’s still in the first level, but she’s got higher potential than the other in their circle because she’s got the Psionishade type. As she said it, she could possess someone and used the body to do her bidding.