Anastasia Died Novels & Stories

'The Luna just collapsed' he said, I widen my eyes standing up. 'Where is she?' I asked perparing to leave my office. 'she is been treated in your room, we felt it would make her recover quickly if she is surrounded with your scent.' I burst into my room looking at my mate, I think I have gone to far, I release the wall to our connection, trying to look for any life source from her but I found nothing. Anastasia is gone I killed my mate, I let out a cry of anguish, at the death of my mate.

“I don’t have time for your bullshit, Malcom.” His grin widened, something gleaming in his dark eyes. “Oh, but you do, Valencia. You wanna know something funny?” He tilted his head, his voice dropping into a whisper. “Anastasiya’s body is long gone.” A cold bolt of shock shot through me. My heart stopped. What? The exhaustion and pain disappeared as I shot forward, panic rising to the surface. Maxwell pulled me back, but that didn't stop the words from tumbling out of my mouth.

The pain made her curl inward. "How could this be…" Mason had promised her forever. Suddenly, the world spun as her vision darkened, and she tumbled down the steps in front of the villa. In the last moments of consciousness, she glimpsed the shallow pond in the courtyard, hazily imagining it should have been surrounded by gardenias. - I saw Anastasia again the day I went to the hospital to pick up medication. She had lost a lot of weight, with dark circles rimming her eyes. It was clear she hadn't slept in days.

ALMOST DEAD Meanwhile, after Malia had killed Duke and Viva, she dropped their bodies apart. She dropped one on the front door of someone and dropped the other at the back of the house.Unknown to her a maid that worked in the palace, but lived outside, owned the house she dropped the body at. The maid’s name was Anastasia snow and she had mystic powers that made people Run from her. Hidden behind that mystic powers was a girl that had healing powers. Anastasia's POV

I fumble with my glass and Dominic surprises me when he asks. “What happened to your father?” “He passed away. “ “Oh, I’m so sorry,” Ansatasia says and I glance at Dominic who looks concerned. “Thank you, “ I look away from him and smile at Anastasia. “Anyway, it was a few years ago. Let’s speak of something more cheerful. What do you do?” “Oh, I am a model. “ She says, proudly. “Of course you are., “ I think. I mean, I knew what she did, but I didn’t want to show her that she was That famous. Perhaps she knows how famous she is, though.

I grind my teeth this time, and he must have noticed my body language since he throws his hand in the air. Karina parts her lips as she fidgets on her phone. “In as much as I hate to say this, if Anastasia should not take my calls, it only means one thing. She’s depressed, and she has gone into hiding, where no one will be able to ever find her. And I think it’s all because of Bennett, sorry to say.” Her noise is flaring up and down as she stares at me with her rigid-pained gaze. Fuck. Fuck!

"This wasn't how she died" "What you saw wasn't my death, nor my sister's death", Anastasia said. "It was your death. Something that will happen in the end if my sister succeeds".

Anastasia's POV "There you have it," Mom continued. Everything went still. “Wh...what?” I struggled to ask. Her words seemed to have knocked air out of my lungs. “I'm getting married, Anastasia.” I stared at her, certain I'd heard wrong. “Dad has been dead for a month.” “I know.” “And you're getting married?” “It's not that simple.” “It sounds pretty simple to me!” My voice cracked. “You're replacing him.”

I answered the phone while still in bed and eyes closed, I don’t even know who called. “Oh my gosh! You’re so drunk, I can hear it from your voice. This is stressing me out!” “I miss you too Kate but can I get my sleep back? I need it.” “No! The media is in chaos because of you partying! They said ‘Anastasia Morgan, partying and not guilty of what she caused.’ and everyone is calling me about your statement about this!”

she begged as she went on her knees, her action agitated me, I dropped scarlet on the sofa not far from where I stood, it took me all I had to stay sane with everything that was going on. “She acted like she knew Your wife, I just couldn’t interfere” Scarlet was referred to as a different person entirely, for the lady to have such audacity to harm Scarlet this way, she must have been so certain she knew who she was talking to, but then when I looked back at Scarlet, I had only known her to be like this. Then who was Anastasia? “ Please forgive me,” she pleaded.