Anastasia Gleb Novels & Stories

But if the Dark Child was the daughter of Estelel to Jilroid and she was her daughter to that means the Dark Child is her sister and Margarette was her aunt. “What do you want from me, Ánië?” She asked as memories of her past were brought back to her. “We only got one fragment of the Nromais.” “Don’t worry. I really don’t need them. Simple. I want the Hristoax that Estelel gave me.” “The Hristoax? But that’s mine!” “You stole it from me!” “Liar! You greedy woman!” She won’t hand the damn thing down. Ánië made three strides and was in front of her in a second; she curled her hands on her neck and choked her to death. “Give me the Hristoax.”

“Seeking solace I guess.” Anastasia nodded slowly. She turned the stool to face Ezra until her knees and Ezra's were touching. Anastasia wears a short black skirt above the knee, a black stocking wraps around her long legs together with black leather ankle boots. She wore a tank top and a warm purple fur jacket to wrap around her body. She's decent enough as a Hooker, thought Ezra. But Anastasia is aggressive. "Am I enough to cheer you up?" "How much do you charge per night?"

Funny enough, Anastasia had already felt like home here in New York with Kayla here and another roomate soon to be met. After Kayla had showed her around the apartment, they came back to the living room with two cans of coke as the door suddenly opened and Anastasia looked that way. An average height girl with purple, pink and dark blue coloured hair with bangs. Three piercings on her ears with one more piercing done on her nose. Her eyes were a light blue with a dark rough leather jacket and a black turtleneck sweater underneath. Her jeans are tight and ripped with some killer shoes and what caught Anastasia's eyes were the big guitar case she strapped against her left shoulder. Her lips th

"Unless any of you would like to question my decision?" Silence. The white-blonde woman stepped forward. She possessed a chilling beauty, akin to a blizzard—cold, deadly, impossible to ignore. Her icy eyes met mine, holding them captive. "I am Anastasia Volkov," she announced, her voice as sharp as frost. "Leader of the Siberian pack. And I have no desire to witness a half-blood embarrass herself in the ring." "I didn't ask for your interest," I retorted. Anastasia offered a smile that didn't reach her eyes. "You have spirit. I appreciate that. Perhaps when Niklas breaks you, I will collect the pieces and forge something useful."

Anastasia smiles, like she's relieved, "I've been on calls all day and tomorrow is going to be more of the same, but if you want more one-on-one time with me during the week, just tell Nora to find you a spot. I'm heading out for lunch now.” "Got it," I smile at her and watch as she walks to a... fucking supermodel. Hm, she kind of looks familiar. I sit up straighter and really look at the blonde girl Anastasia just reached for a hug. The blonde kisses Anastasia's forehead twice and then holds her hand to lead her away, "Who is that? Are they… girlfriends?" That makes everyone laugh again. Hard as hell. I swear I’m really not that funny. "No, dude," Logan says, "That's Celeste Blomqvist. Alt

Just a moment ago he was going on about how happy he was to see his mate, what was his issue? Anastasia stood up and started dressing in the fine material, sticking her tongue out at the other alpha childishly because she could. The top was tied around her waist going down to her thighs and the pants were flowy, both materials clearly expensive. The soft cream colour perfectly highlighted her hair, drawing attention to it.

****** Third Person POV The glass doors dividing the balcony from the Luna's chambers softly creaks open like a creep in the middle of the silent night. Leaxandra was a heavy sleeper and not to mention she stayed up late, she couldn't be stirred awake easily now and he knows that too. "God, I got too riled up and ended up coming here instead." The man in the shadow laughs as soon as he reaches her bedside. "But can you blame my patience, Scarlett?" Leaning down, he closely examines her beautiful face morphed into relaxation. Like an angel destined to pull him down all through seven layers of hell.

Anastasia's sandals were made from pure blue silk with soft pads on the sole. Her heart pounded against her ribcage as she walked with Nyles to the door. As soon as Nyles opened the door, Anastasia's sapphire blue eyes locked with Starlight's—the pale blue ones that flickered golden yellow. Her heart skipped a beat as she gasped for a thousandth time. The man was Raina's, Raul's twin sister, recommendation to be the Head of security given to the Princess from almost two months now. Her security was so massive that Anastasia felt like suffocating as if in a prison. He had joined the security team a year ago because Raina had taken a special liking to him. According to Nyles' information, Rain

She then looked at her Father and asked, "Why are you looking at me like this? I didn't say anything wrong." Hunter said, "You are right. The girl you are calling a bitch who is running around for money is actually Anastasia William, the famous model and the sole heir to a vast fortune. No one knows how much money she actually owns, but she owns so much money that even if she spends her entire life with both hands, her money won't decrease by a single cent.

But if you are a nymphomaniac like me, go ahead ;) Also guys, for the better understanding of the stories, I’d also like to give you the order in which the books should be read: 1)Nathaniel Lachlan 2)Aaron Riverwood 3)Landon Chambers 4) Emily Warner 5) Danika Williams Danika Williams Everyone in the room stared at me as I smashed the third glass on the ground in anger. I hadn’t had proper food for 2 days. My mom, who was a former Miss Universe, controlled my life since I was a child. Nine years ago, when I was only 18 years old, she wanted me to be Miss Universe too but I was the runner up, which angered my mom, so much so that she didn’t let me eat for 5 days as a punishment.