Novel & Cerita Anastasia Imposter

Roman smirked, “I just saw you, literally thirty minutes ago,” “I know, don’t you miss this?” she said in a velvety soft tone, pushing the top to the side, exposing her supple breast to him. “I have a date tonight, you know that,” “She isn’t here right now,” She wasn’t going to act mad, not now, not ever. Roman wasn’t going to see that his act had made her angry. She was Anastasia, nothing rattles her. “What game are you playing?” he asked, leaning against the doorframe.

After everything I have survived, if they still think I can fall so easily, they really do not know me. My attention drifts across the room until it lands on Anastasia. She sits like she always does, a posture so sure of itself that it could intimidate half the world. Her chin is lifted slightly, her shoulders relaxed, her gaze cool. She looks unbothered. Almost bored. She is pretending, of course. But right now, she is the only person who is not staring at me like I am a ticking bomb.

I muttered under my breath and started stomping my feet. It felt like I'd been waiting for long when in reality it had just been a minute—yes, I was keeping track of the time on my wristwatch. Anastasia then came out first, dressed in sweatpants and a sweater. She even had a cap on, which made her look like a man. “Let's get it over with,” she said and then walked toward the door. I followed behind and was going to close the door when Hudson held it back. “You can't—”

ANASTASIA I hardly recognized my reflection. My hair was swept into a neat bun, with a few loose strands framing my face. My lips were tinted a deep red, and the false lashes made my eyes feel heavier than usual. A delicate silver necklace rested against my collarbone. I grinned at my reflection. I looked... beautiful. "Mrs. Blackwood, you look absolutely stunning," the makeup artist said, a permanent smile etched across her face. I forced a small smile in return. I wasn't exactly looking forward to tonight. I'd be meeting the Blackwood's.

Blackmailed into wearing another woman's face, Isla Virelli, an elite con artist, agrees to impersonate Celeste Voss, the missing fiancée of Elias Hargrove to save her best friend’s life. She never planned to feel anything. She never planned to stay. But on the day she is supposed to walk down the aisle, Cassian Hargrove kidnaps her from the bridal room and marries her himself, because he can’t lose the woman he loves for a second time. Now trapped in the wrong marriage, Isla is caught between two powerful brothers, a collapsing empire built on lies, and the shocking truth that the real Celeste is her long-lost sister. As buried secrets surface and her false identity is exposed to the

The noise was deafening, everyone shouting questions at the same time. I looked to the side of the stage. Damien was standing there, his hands in his pockets, his eyes locked on me. He gave me a slow nod, his presence giving me all the strength I needed. I leaned into the microphone. "My name is Anastasia Black," I said, my voice ringing clear and strong through the speakers. The room went dead silent. "The audio files you heard today are real," I stated, staring directly into the main television camera. "There was a contract. I entered into a surrogate marriage agreement with Damien Vance to secure funding for my father's hockey club. I did it because I was desperate, and because I had been

In order to conceal my negligence, I preferred to laugh as hard as I could. “Oh! I thought there will be a feat for tomorrow! Of course my king! I know that it’s your big day!” I pretended. Yet, I don’t even know how old will he turns on that day. I excused my self for a moment, inside the bathroom, I need to have a cold shower to clean my body touched by that hideous wolf, Farcas. I would be thinking that he was Odysseus' son for they bear the same ugliness. Perhaps, after he killed that old man, he will be next in line. But, no, I still need that stupid omega. I just can’t take it touching him anymore. What a fool he was to think that a lovely woman like me would fall in love with a beas

Damon greeted her, the woman, Kristen, hugged Damon, I could see Damon didn't actually want to hug her but I was so jealous, I got up off the swing, and when she let go of Damon I got her attention "Hi, I'm Anastasia, I'm living with Damon, and you are?" I asked knowing Damon had never mentioned her "I'm Kristen, Damon's good friend" she emphasized "Hmmm, he's never mentioned you before, have you Damon?" I looked to Damon for the last part of the question