Anastasia Villains Novels & Stories

She said. "Abby stop." She heard Thallia whispered beside her. "Why would I stop?" She said proudly. "His attitude is like a trash!" "What did you just say?!" He growled. "Do you fucking know who I am?!" If the guy looks like an angel earlier, now he looks like a dangerous demon. But Anastasia was having none of it. No one even insults her just like that! "Do you fucking think that I care?!" She snips back.

“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.”

"I've been meaning to kiss him for too long. And I couldn't resist. The opportunity presented itself and I went for it. Risky, and dangerous considering my reputation. And the fact that I just dumped the asshole that I claim is my boyfriend. I have a reason for keeping him close. It's all in my master plan. But kissing Griffin, It felt right. I've done a lot of things and none of them have felt the way that kiss did. It was meant to be. But I can't have Griffin thinking we could be lovers. That'll make him an even greater target. With my suspicions of his uncle being involved in this, I don't need to add more troubles. But if he hates me, then he can stay out of it. Griffin has never hated m

he opened a door, light flooded in and I realised we were in a wardrobe, the soft things I had felt were clothes, he left the wardrobe, and I heard a gasp "Mali? What are you doing, you shouldn't be here" a girls voice was saying, but then she went quiet and I heard a moan, I gasped, no way am I listening to that, so I jumped out too, the girl screamed, Mali covered her mouth and he glared at me I just shrugged, I didn't need to explain I'm the queen. Once she stopped struggling he let go "Who is this?" She whispered "I'm Anastasia" I offered my hand but she was furious

“She doesn’t look like she’d be of much use. Besides, she already caused a loss.” My throat tightened. “I’m… Anastasia,” I forced out, my voice trembling. “My name is Anastasia.” A slow smirk curved the lips of the man in black. He stepped closer. Too close. “Pretty name,” he murmured. “But it tells us nothing.” His gun lifted. I flinched—and his smirk widened, like he enjoyed it. Then he closed the distance completely, pressing the cold barrel against my forehead. The metal burned against my skin. A shiver of pure dread slid down my spine.

The classical music flowing through Vlad’s grand hall sounded like a death march in my ears. The room was filled with monsters in tailored suits. And the women? Their smiles were as sharp as knives. Nathaniel’s grip on my waist was the only thing keeping me grounded, even though it felt suffocating. Every eye was on me. Anastasia Lancroft. A division leader is now bearing her fangs and strength. Nathaniel didn’t let go of me for a second. From the moment we entered, he positioned himself as both my shield and my jailer.

Anastasia lamented, placing the blame squarely on Viscount Milan for his incompetence in monitoring such a feeble individual. Her scheme was deceptively straightforward. Just as she had ensnared countless noble suitors before, all she needed to do was lure the commoner into her chamber under the cover of darkness and toy with him for a while. But this time, there would be a twist. Unlike her previous conquests, she had no intention of merely gaining control over Riel. No, her plan was far more sinister - she was plotting his demise. As Anastasia gracefully emerged from the carriage, her eyes scanned the expectant crowd, her cheerful demeanor momentarily faltering as she realized that the per

ALMOST DEAD Meanwhile, after Malia had killed Duke and Viva, she dropped their bodies apart. She dropped one on the front door of someone and dropped the other at the back of the house.Unknown to her a maid that worked in the palace, but lived outside, owned the house she dropped the body at. The maid’s name was Anastasia snow and she had mystic powers that made people Run from her. Hidden behind that mystic powers was a girl that had healing powers. Anastasia's POV

"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."

“She’ll be representing us in court.” Viktor frowned. “I think you’ve got it wrong. Anastasia worked the papers. I represent.” “That’s not what the boss said. He wants the omega.” And the boss? He was staring. Not at me, no, at Viktor’s hand still curled around my shoulder. Or maybe at me. I couldn’t tell. But the hairs on the back of my neck stood up all the same. “Anastasia has a strong moral compass,” Viktor tried. “She’ll burn it down if you dangle the right check. What’s the big deal? Everyone’s doing it.”