روايات وقصص ضمن Anna Blossom

‘As expected of the Heroine, just within a week she manage to capture half of her harem members. Quinlynn amused herself as she observed others watching Bellarose with affection in their eyes. Bellarose saw all the eyes on her as she blushed lovingly. Her strawberry blonde hair danced in the winds as cherry blossoms fluttered around her. Quinlynn doesn’t know where did these winds and cherry blossoms suddenly come from. Quinlynn blinked her eyes multiple times to confirm whether she was going crazy or there is a pink glittery filter appearing out of nowhere.

I’ve seen her before, younger, as a child in one of my visions. I sniff the air, thinking that this can’t be real. No, it’s her. Now that I am closer, her smell is intoxicating, roses and honey. She’s tall, her long legs slowly begin to inch forward, and she cautiously starts to raise her hand as if to reach out and touch me. What IS she? She doesn’t have a wolf, I know that for sure. Theo would be able to tell. There is something about her, she is a supernatural being, but not like me. All I know in this moment, she’s mine. “Gabriel, what in the hell are you doing?”, Alpha Bob’s mind link interrupts. “Get your ass back here!”

Give me back my book right now,I said in a commanding tone. Collins sat with his head resting at the edge of his chair.he looked up at me, straight at me with a beseeching expression on his face.i threw him a glare of scorn and disgust and start to pack my remaining stuff inside my bag. "Are you alright, Flora? he asked, smirking. Fuck,I thought in a rage,fuck Collins, fuck this school,fuck Mr Robert, fuck Emily and fuck my note.so he has been pretending not to know my name, making me think I have the upper hand.

Ana pushed her hair behind her ear and started eating, not minding Caroline at all. “ I think I have seen you somewhere before, Ana. ” Caroline's voice made everyone pause and look at her. “ Where? ” Ana shrugged her shoulder when a thought clicked in her mind. Shit! Her eyes sneaked a glance in Camelia Alvarado's direction, who looked equally interested. “ I don't remember. I will tell you when it comes back to my mind. ” Caroline shook her head innocently and smiled so sweetly, that Ana felt her heart starting to beat faster. She did not know that she was Anastasia Adams, right?

Brenna leaned close to Alisa's ear and whispered, "So by all means we have to make Declan hate her more and kill her with his own hands. That's how Fidelia died in agony." Finally, the weekend came; coincidentally, the party was held on Christmas Eve. Lucy and Anna went to Fidelia's house early to help her become so beautiful today. Anna is very talented in makeup; she once won the first prize in a Makeup contest organized by a corporation specializing in beauty. That day she was recruited as a full-time employee there, but her mother did not agree to let her follow that profession; she forced Alisa to follow the industry of her choice. After Alisa went to prison,

Your favorite girl, Anna.

************** Your gurl, Anna.

Lady Annelise, is this a second date with her? He followed Alaric and Lady Annelise to the rose garden, the scent of blooming roses a cruel mockery of the situation. Lady Annelise, a tall, striking Omega with fiery red hair, was already deep in conversation with Alaric. They strolled along the winding paths, stopping occasionally to admire a particularly vibrant bloom.

She was sitting on the luxurious divan in the bathroom outside and had just finished touching up her lipstick. - Looks like it. - I took the costume out of the bag again to finally put it on. - I liked being a pink bunny. - Isadora, a haughty blonde with green eyes, said as she looked at herself in the mirror. - I'm sure I look like Anna Faris from the movie.

She is the last student out of the lecture hall. Isabel is exactly where she knew she would be. "You look like someone told you your horoscope and you believed it." Valentina looks at her — really looks at her, the way she has not done in twenty-five years, because you stop truly seeing the people you take for granted. Isabel Ramos is twenty years old and stunning in the uncomplicated way of people who have not yet learned to weaponize it. Dark eyes that catch everything. A smile that opens three seconds before the rest of her face, which Valentina once found charming and now recognizes as a processing delay — Isabel smiles while she is still deciding what the smile should mean.