Novel & Cerita Anastasia Rdr2

“I think you broke my arm! Oh, the pain!” I rolled my eyes, a laugh bubbling up in my chest. Then, the door to the training room opened. There stood a woman in training gear, her hair pulled up, and a fire in her eyes. She walked into the room like she owned the place. Anastasia. “And what exactly are you doing here?” Dylan asked, sitting up. Gerard and I followed suit. “It’s quite simple, really,” Anastasia said, her eyes locking on me. “I want to fight Rhea.”

And then I saw him. Ryan was sprawled on the polished floor, curled slightly on his side, clutching his arm as if it had betrayed him. His expensive suit looked ruined, hair disheveled, face flushed and wet-eyed with pain and rage. Right beside him, Anastasia stood still. Her posture was straight, her hands relaxed at her sides, her face unreadable—almost too calm. She didn’t look like someone who had just fought. She looked like someone who had simply corrected a mistake. Ryan’s head snapped toward me the moment he saw me.

She only applied little mascara and a light pink lipgloss before she wore red heels to match her black skirt and white shirt with black jacket outward. With one last and final look at herself in the mirror, Anastasia hurriedly took the files needed before she quickly rushed out. She met Nora in the living room with a plate of pancakes and maple syrup drizzled all over it. She was binge watching her favourite N*****x series 'Stranger Things'

"You have lost objectivity regarding the girl." "And you have never had any," Ryder said, and his voice had an edge I hadn't heard him use toward his mother before. "You have never seen her as anything except an instrument." "Because that is what she is," Anastasia said, pleasantly, as if this were a mild factual correction. "She is a person," Ryder said. A silence. "Ryder," Anastasia said, and something in her voice shifted, becoming softer and more dangerous simultaneously. "Sit down."

" Merida came here to see me... please daddy" I finally took notice of the dark teal dress Anastasia was putting on and realized that she was cosplaying as Merida, her vibrant red hair was styled in so many curls, framing her heart shaped face, under the faint dim light, she looked breathtaking. " Stefano.. please.. she already believes I'm Merida, don't scare her"She whispered. I released her wrists and she breathed a sigh of relief, I didn't know how hard I had gripped them until I saw the blood staining my hand, she tried hiding them at her back but I held her hands, the earlier cuts on her wrists had reopened.

Ruining Denali to avenge Anastasia for her ruin after her mother and my bastard father. “Now,” TJ announces, disgustingly. “For the main event.” “Not yet.” Anastasia’s voice rings out, indicating that she and probably the two other thugs were already here, waiting. Fuck, this bitch was sick enough to actually want to sit here and watch TJ and his friends ruin Denali. But could I expect any less from someone who was willing to use their own child as a pawn? “Before that,” Anastasia continues, beginning to move. “We should get some pictures for her loving husband.”

Anana tilted her head slightly. Her eyes sparkled with curiosity. "How was your first day at school?" Anastasia froze… like completely. The brightness on her face vanished. Anana immediately noticed… Of course she did. She always noticed. Then Anastasia drew in a very long dramatic breath. The kind of breath someone took before recounting a disaster or surviving a war. "...Anastasia." Anastasia's shoulders slumped. Then she finally released the breath in one long exhale. "Well..."

He doesn't know what he wants but he just wants to fight! "You already saw what happened! You still want me to spell it to you, right? Then I will do that!" Anastasia snapped at him while glaring at him. "Connor was flirting with me and I let him do that. He touched me and I let him touch me. He asked me for a date. And guess what I did? You are right! I accepted it! That's it! Here, I spelled the event to you. Was it pleasurable?" Anastasia asked him in a sarcastic tone, making Darius furious.

I wanted to tell her I want to freshen up first, have a glass of water, but maybe I am so tired that I just let her do and follow her to my room like a sad puppy, without saying a word. Alex pushes me on my bed roughly, then climbs on me slowly, like a tigress. Pleasantries aren’t really necessary, so I just stare at her and wait. Her nails drag along my chest, ready to dig inside my skin as she playfully scratches me. Yeah, I like that. What the hell are you doing, Ryan? Our mate will never forgi- I block Dakota's voice in my head. I'll handle him later. Right now, I just want to remove the hefty stress from my mind.

I wouldn't be immune to it until my Luna ceremony. "You are MINE!" He carried on with his rant. "You are mine to use, mine to abuse, mine to kill, do you understand?" I carefully nodded, fighting the tears that wanted to stream down my face. "I will NOT put ip with you being disrespectful, Beta's daughter or not. Do you understand me Anastazie?" He all but growled into my ear. I nodded again but something shocked me, how did he know who I was? Better yet how did he know my name? Almost like he read my mind he chuckled.