Anastasia Karanikolaou Age Novels & Stories

I smiled back at the woman, "Good morning, miss. What happened to Renee?" Renee led her own team of stylists and tended to me and my friends for many years. The woman with the flaming locks gave me an understanding smile, "She had to visit some family last minute. I assure you, you're in capable hands. Renee set me to the task herself. My name's Anastasia." I smiled back at Anastasia. If Renee trusts her, then so do I. "Lead the way, Anastasia." I grinned. Anastasia took no time sending her team setting up around the room. Strange looking recliners were brought in along with totes of supplies.

"But this... this is sick even for you." "Sister," Katarina said sweetly, and I could hear her smiling. "How nice of you to join us. Though your timing sucks." "My timing is perfect. As always." Anastasia stepped closer, and I could see she was holding something metal that caught the red light. "Get away from him. Now." "I don't think so." Katarina's voice got hard. "You've controlled him long enough, Anastasia. Twenty-five years of manipulation, keeping him like a pet. It ends tonight."

Ana pushed her hair behind her ear and started eating, not minding Caroline at all. “ I think I have seen you somewhere before, Ana. ” Caroline's voice made everyone pause and look at her. “ Where? ” Ana shrugged her shoulder when a thought clicked in her mind. Shit! Her eyes sneaked a glance in Camelia Alvarado's direction, who looked equally interested. “ I don't remember. I will tell you when it comes back to my mind. ” Caroline shook her head innocently and smiled so sweetly, that Ana felt her heart starting to beat faster. She did not know that she was Anastasia Adams, right?

Still, I swallow the lump in my throat and ask, “Can’t you reschedule your meeting instead? This is important, Evans…” “Come on, Georgia The pack duties and my business are more import—” He doesn’t even get the chance to finish before a voice cuts through the air—sweet, soft, and utterly grating to my ears. “Alpha Evans! I’m here!” My heart lurches. I spin around, only to see Anastasia practically skipping toward us, a stack of documents clutched tightly in her arms. She looks… flawless. A sleek pencil skirt hugs her hips, and a cropped top shows off just enough to turn heads. Her hair is styled to perfection, not a strand out of place.

"Uh you go. I'll order something." She scowled but handed her bag and ran off. I rubbed my forehead as I walked to MacDonald's, wondering why Bryan was behaving the way he is. I looked around for a place to sit but my eyes froze on a particular figure. Long black hair, hazel eyes, high cheek bones, pink lips, sleuth figure, dressed in skinny black jeans and cream fashion top. She looked gorgeous. Anastasia. ~~~ Well, who's ready for the drama!!??

“Eat properly.” Everyone watched as he took a bite from the same fork he had just used to feed her. Damien had always been particular about sharing his food, but here he was, breaking his own rules. Madam Callahan turned to Anastasia, curiosity in her eyes. “Anastasia… what do you do?” “I’m a designer,” Anastasia replied. “Like your sister?” Madam Callahan asked. Anastasia politely corrected her, “Like my mother. And, madam, you are mistaken. I’m an only child, I have no siblings.”

She asked. "Yes, I am absolutely fine and yes, today is the start of knowing each other and I promise you, it's going to be a long journey." He said with a promise in his eyes and she smiled at him, hearing that. "Okay, so, I will start." Anastasia said with an excited smile and let out a small breath. She was silent for a few seconds, to arrange her words. "Well, I don't know where to start. I don't have much to say. I am Anastasia Samuel, twenty six years old and completed my fashion designing degree from a reputed college in Chicago. I don't have anyone in the world apart from Selena. Our parents died in a car accident when we were really small. We had our grandparents. Grandpa died a few

Allergies:- Women! Female Lead:- Anastasia Lopez. 5ft8 tall, a shade of blue, big, round eyes. An oval shaped face, flawless skin with brunette, long hair… 21years old. Warm and cheerful. An undergraduate that does all kinds of day job to save her little brother! Smiles through any situation! ••••••••• Marcus Aurelius:- Nicklaus’s best and childhood friend. Matilda Jane Spears:- Anastasia’s best friend. Ms Bell Lopez:- Anastasia’s Aunt.

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

When dinner was over and Kathy had cleared the dishes, her dad excused himself while her mom stayed. ″Sweetheart, I have some designs to make. I was wondering if you'd like to join me,″ her mom said. Anna's mother was the owner of Your Style fashion house. She had several branches in different countries and had recently moved her head office in America to New York city. ″No mom,″ Anna said standing up. ″I have to get some sleep.″ Her mom looked downcast but agreed anyway. ″Okay dear,″ she said as Anna left the table and went to her room but not before wishing Katherine a good night.