Anastasia Sophie Lark Novels & Stories

Anastasia hissed. “You will not talk to me in such a manner,” Eleanor spat, her eyes darkening as she glared at her. Anastasia chuckled, “What manner? Calling you out for being what you think I am?” “How dare you?” Eleanor hissed. Anastasia moved closer, a smirk on her face, “You can act all high and mighty as you will, but you will never be anything but a gold digger,” Eleanor raised her hand, ready to smack her on the face, but Anastasia was faster, grabbing Eleanor’s wrist and holding her back from hitting her face.

“And who is this lady?” “Lady Anastasia, she is a vampire and a vicious one at that. The air around her is aloof, dark, and unfriendly. She wouldn’t be an easy contender.” I laughed again, “I think you are letting this whole thing get to your head too much, Damila. I only agreed to get on with these ethics classes and play along with becoming Luna Queen to gain freedom for our people. Not to accept this madness. He can have as much concubines as he pleases and she can be the craziest bitch to exist for all I care. That is none of my business. Since I cannot gain freedom from here, I will do what I can. I don’t care about anything going on here, please.”

They surrounded Faye and Sophia. "Anna, it's her! She openly seduced Mr. Lukas and even threw herself into his arms several times. We all saw it," said a woman with red streaks in her hair, looking very non-mainstream in her black crop top. "I ... I didn't." Sophia shook her head in fear, wanting to escape. But she realized that they had been surrounded. Despite being scared, she still held Faye's arm tightly and stood protectively in front of her. "You didn't?" Anna Solace sized Sophia up coldly. She was dressed in a white fitted mini-skirt, had a high ponytail, and wore makeup seemingly too mature for her age.

Despite her appearance, she looked like a young lady from a wealthy family. “I must’ve kept you waiting for a while, Mrs. Russell,” Anastasia said softly, contrasting her aggressive side in the cafe back then. She had her gaze lowered, looking much gentler this time. “I just arrived.” Lily stood up respectfully. “Sorry for visiting so abruptly. Did I interrupt your rest?” Anastasia waved. “There’s no such thing. I have nothing to do every day anymore. I just eat and sleep all day long.” She sounded tired and somewhat upset. Lily knew Anastasia was unhappy and that the young lady was just pretending to be ostentatious because that was how she protected herself.

Lars and Len were none the wiser about Tirana's interaction with Claros and they took their seats again, continuing their wait. By noon, two more Scions had come. Lars felt their presence when they entered the Lyme Belle and found theirs were more subdued than the others who had arrived. One was a girl in magenta blazer with airy aura that was similar, but substantially more defined than mundane people. The other was a tall young man with honey colored hair, calm as serene lake, and he was standing quite awkwardly with feet a bit too close together. "Hello, nice to meet you. I'm Sophia Nevrakis, from Castor - Pollux," the girl said.

“Is it like a journal or something?” “It’s a journal. And it goes way back.” Sophie wrote. “In this one, my aunt is eighteen, and I think Veronica is twenty-two.” “Veronica? Like your mother?” Rhys gasped. “She’s in there too? Sophie. How long have you had this?”

“Now what is your name?” “Omega Erik Oakwald, Alpha.” “Ok, Erik,” she held out her hand towards Nathan for the letter, “who sent this message to me.” “My Lady.” Sophie stifled a giggle after a sharp look from Selene. “What is your lady’s name?” He seemed to struggle with the command Selene had issued and the ingrained discomfort to speak his master’s name, “S-s-s-she is t-t-the f-f-former h-heiress, Al-Al-Al-Alexandria Ly-Ly-Lykos.”

I noticed the little girl turn to me to give me a not too subtle inquisitive look then turned back to Damon. "Who is she?" She whispered to Damon, she whispered very loudly though, that's why I was able to hear it, but it was still cute. "That's Adriane." Damon answered. He never once took his eyes off the little girl. She turned back to me. "Hi Adrianna, my name is Anastasia, but you can call me Anna, or Princess Sofia the first. Your choice." she smiled at me. "Well, its nice to meet you Anastasia. How old are you?" I asked her.

"I hated you from the first start when Mark started showering you with affection. I have never treated you as my sister. But you were so dumb that you told me everything that transpired between you and Mark. But maybe you hadn't known that I already made my claim on him, right?" "Maya, I can forget that you tried to snatch my man from me but under one condition, you are going to stay in the quarters like one of the servants and never let me find out that you are still entangled with Mark because then, you will leave me no choice but to kill you." After saying what she intended to say, Lily stood up and left the room unhurriedly. She even remembered to close the door behind her. She has been

Sophie was perched on the edge of the desk, not indecent, but close. Her blouse clung just enough to draw the eye, her legs crossed neatly beneath her skirt. They looked up at the same time, and whatever they saw in my face must’ve sobered them instantly. Jace blinked first, his smile faltering. “Anna.” Sophie straightened a bit, smoothing the front of her blouse. She had the audacity to smile. “Hi, Mrs. Lysander. We were just—going over some projections.” She gestured vaguely at the screen. I didn’t look.