Anastasia Savage Novels & Stories

*** When they got out of their cars in front of Jeremy’s mansion, they met yet another challenger who stood between them and the entrance. This one was Katie Steven, a drop-dead gorgeous black lady, who was not only a warrior but was also a famous model. She wore the tiniest jeans shorts, a sexy black tube top that covered just her boobs, and no footwear. She obviously meant business. “Katie…” Stan bellowed. Katie was on his squad. She was one of his best warriors and he sure as hell didn’t want Jeremy or Philip wounding her.

“No, I am asking for you to loosen up for one night. Give yourself to the fun of what you’ll be seeing, experiencing maybe, the men and women you’ll be speaking to, the conversations, everything…” Anastasia was quiet for a few seconds, and I knew that it was because she was mostly worried about what she was going to see. I didn’t blame her. The woman didn’t know what to expect, and if anything, I think she expected finding herself in some dark room filled with girls who were being raped time and time for pleasure. Though some of these events did contain such things, I wasn’t as stupid as to bring her to one when all she wanted was to prove us wrong. She would be surprised to see that it was

With a slow, confident smile, Anastasia extended her manicured hand. “Anastasia, Damon’s girlfriend ” Ivy didn’t flinch she took in a deep breath and calmed her racing heart she even smiled while she accepted Anastasia's handshake. "Nice to meet you but I am not a house girl " ivy said bluntly. That threw Anastasia off a little. “What? Then who are you ?? ” Anastasia asked with annoyance written all over her face. The moment she had stepped in she had felt threatened by ivy unusually beautiful face the fact that she wasn't putting on any layer of makeup and was dressed in a simple white dress didn't hinder her beauty at all in fact she looked so unreal like a fairy.

She walked to the curtain and closed it. She went to the bathroom and she felt so weird. She holds on to the sink and starts vomiting. She was still dizzy when she washed her mouth but she exhaled and looked at the mirror. She then held her stomach and thought about her period. "Darling, you okay?" He asked and she looked at him. Both of them looked at each other. *** Anastasia dresses up in black as she puts on red lipstick and a headdress that has a net to cover her face. Ferdinand escorts her to EPUA as two bodyguards tailed them. It will be the first day to torture them.

“Oh, and now you’re joking. Ha-ha, so funny. It only took you twenty-five years to develop a sense of humor. Just you wait until I tell Anast—” A blacked-out car pulled up beside the plane. The back door opened and out stepped the woman who haunted my waking—and sleeping—thoughts. Anastasia wore a little red dress that matched the roses tattooed down her arm. As she slipped out of the car her long, tanned legs were on display, along with the ruby heels on her feet. There was a slit in the dress that opened up as she moved, revealing a hint of the tattoo inked onto her thigh.

“Boss! Why are you here instead of the clubhouse?” Alex jumped out of the SUV and rushed toward me. He reached for his handkerchief to dab the blood, but I shoved him aside. “Don’t touch it.” I slid into the backseat and slammed the door. “The woman who took my virginity gave me this. I’m wearing it like a medal.” Alex froze. I ignored him. Anastasia Chris… She was nothing like the trembling, delicate woman I assumed she was. She fought like someone who’d survived hell. Her stance, her reflex, her blade work everything screamed trained. Assassin? Mafia? Bodyguard? Something dangerous lived behind those eyes.

Anastasia shifted back to her human form and wobbly sat on the rock, heaving loudly as she rested her back against the smooth surface, her hands under her head and her eyes gazing past the tall trees to the distant sky as a smile found its way to her lips. "Now, I am free." She whispered, resisting the urge to scream out loud about her newfound freedom. "You know this is not a good idea." She finally heard her wolf's voice, Anne in her mind. Anne has been saying this over and over since she was planning her escape. "Good idea or not, as long as they never find me," Anastasia said, closing her eyes. "We are not safe out here, Anna," Anne whispered. "Not safe?" Anastasia giggles. "Don't undere

"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."

He nodded his head before he moved away and opened his laptop again. I squinted my eyes and wanted to kick him so badly. But then, I rolled my eyes and sipped on the juice, but I think I lost my taste buds when I saw Ashley approaching wearing a black two-piece. She was holding a folder, and my lips parted again as I saw Andres at her side. I couldn't help but curse and turned to Delton in panic. "What happened, Savvy?" I hissed, and put down the glass. I crossed my arms in front of my chest and raised my brow.

****** Name: Anastasia Samuel Age: 26 Birthday: 22/02/1995 Birth place: Chicago Blood group: O+ Parents: Mr Andrew Samuel and Mrs Karen Samuel (Dead) Sibling: Selena Samuel (non identical twins) Newly shifted to New York. Before that they used to live with their Grandma in Chicago who recently died. Grew up in Chicago and studied there only. Graduated with a fashion designing degree. Doesn't have any bad background. Didn't have any boyfriend ever. Didn't find any history about any of her friends. Doesn't have any medical conditions or history apart from an accident that she met three years ago. Currently staying in a cheap area of New York with her sister. The address is given below. Current