Novel & Cerita Anastasia Savage

A.n hi lovely readers, welcome to my new book, quick warning, I don't like describing things, like clothes, and housing, I find it boring, if you don't like it sorry, If you don't understand something please ask, I'll be happy to answer any questions. On that note please enjoy. My name is Anastasia, I am twenty years old and I have black hair and brown eyes, my mother died, in a car accident when I was thirteen, since then it's been just dad and I.

Anastasia was scrolling through her phone when Damien entered the room. He leaned down, planting a soft kiss on her cheek and with a playful tone, asked, “Baby, why do you look like you are angry, pissed, and confused all at the same time?” “Regina withdrew from the competition,” Anastasia said, her voice carrying a hint of frustration. Damien raised an eyebrow. “From Scarlet Hearts?” Anastasia nodded, her eyes still glued to the screen. She scrolled down and stopped at a new notification. “Regina sold her company.”

Reporters are usually a lot more chill in serious events. "Annie," Charlie calls, breaking our moment and making Anastasia turn to him. He gives me an annoyed look before reaching for her hand and pulling her closer. I follow close behind as he steps in front of a cluster of mics, "This is my youngest daughter, Anastasia. She just finished getting her master’s degree in France and has returned home to take on a role in the company. We're very excited to have her back, she's my little genius and the reason Bloom Beauty has taken a fresher turn lately.” I can see Anastasia go tense when all the attention turns to her in an almost aggressive way. They start throwing questions at her like hungry

Chase thought sternly. It was only then that Tyga relaxed but the sudden erection Chase was having remained. Luckily, he had put on free pants. " Chase, meet your stepsister" Sylvia's voice drew Chase back to reality. Stepsister! She was his mate! " Hi! I'm Anastasia, but I'd choose Ana anytime anyday" she said with a very broad smile. Her voice was angelic, not high pitched like a mother, more of a soft seduction whisper. And her smile… Chase's heart was thumping in his chest.

"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!!??

Anastasia stands. She is covered in blood now. Her hair sticks to her face. Her eyes burn bright, wild, terrifying. There is something almost feral about the way she straightens, chest rising, shoulders back, silver still clutched in her hand. She looks like a nightmare that refuses to fall. “Now tell me,” she says, planting her hands on her hips, voice sharp and unimpressed, “why the hell you are not shifting.” Her eyes flick to me. Then to Caleb.

Lady Melissa asked when she got nearer to the girl. The girl turned at her voice, and what greeted Lady Melissa was one of the most beautiful girls she had ever seen. The girl looked older than her, probably 20 years old, blonde hair with green eyes. She was petite and standing next to Lady Melissa, she seemed smaller in size. She looked up and smiled at Lady Melissa. Even her smile was captivating! Who's this girl? "Lady Melissa Knight, is it? My name is Lady Anastasia Blackwell. I'm Prince Xavier's fiancée." She answered, all the while smiling at her.

She paused and her mother nodded. "So hurry up and get ready I don't want to see that grumpy face of yours okay... Brace up sweetie... Miss Vera would come get you anytime soon" her mother concluded as anastasia blushed. She waved her mother goodbye and danced round like though in a ball party. She viewed her wide room and smiled at the pictures that she pasted on her pink wall. She was like an influencer but a shy one. She was bold on her camera but timid outside. Finally she was going to practice with the superstar of her dreams. She spin towards the wall that had his pictures and picked one. "Oh please God may he notice me!" She prayed as she hugged his picture. Anastasia had always tried

“Yeah, me too! I want something wild. Something completely out of character. Sex in public, maybe? I've been a good girl for too long. Oh, how I want my Alpha crush would appear out of nowhere and have his way with me.” “Alpha crush?” I asked hastily, knowing they'd have to face me shortly. How the hell was I supposed to know what I wanted when I haven't even experienced sex itself? “Alpha Leon. Have you guys heard of him?” Layla nodded. “The pure-blood? I heard he is dangerous. People get scared shitless just from the mention of his name. They call him Savage Alpha, the bringer of death because that's what he does. He kills.” I leaned in closer, my curiosity in the story unexpectedly piqued

She said. "Sweetie, I'm bisexual. So that may or may not boost your chances of me finding you're cute. And how do you know that?" I said. A light in front of me turned on and women showed up in the back of it. Her hair was a dirty blonde color and was out, her skin was tanned, and she had makeup on. As for her outfit, she wore a black one-piece that complimented her hourglass figure, in other words, she was pretty hot for a kidnapper. "Girl you fine," I said looking at her up and down. She only giggled seductively as her fingers touched lightly at her bottom lip.