Anna Frozen Novels & Stories

Azhan growled as his eyes were dark with intense emotions. Bite me then. Anna cursed at herself the very next moment of her thought. She was becoming horny and needy day by day. The fact that he was all hers was making her more of it. "Don't talk to me." Anna huffed crossing her arms against her chest as her hairs were all messed up and her eyes were getting glossy remembering how he ignored her in front of Annabelle. After she was the girl behind that tattoo. She started thinking bitterly as she wanted that girl bald. That's the best thing she could do.

Hearing Alden's words, his assistant nodded and left the cabin. Anastasia entered the grocery store wearing glasses and a mask and bought chocolate, ice cream, and snacks for the children. After buying everything, she was coming out of the store when she saw Ashley entering the grocery store and her fan following her from behind, filming her. Ashley was waving at them with a smiling face. When she set her eyes on Ashley, the fire of revenge burned in Anastasia's mind and heart. She clenched her fists in anger and tried to control herself.

As soon as I enter the kitchen, I witness a shirtless guy whose shoulder muscles keep bulging out as he flips the pancake in the air. His boxer is hanging so low on his hips that I can see a quarter of his buttocks peeking out from his bands. What's this lousy piece of shit doing here? That’s the first thing that came into my mind, but after watching him making pancakes, I control my sass. "Ethan, my favorite brother! I knew you loved me, boo." I shriek in excitement as I see chocolate spread on pancakes. Oh my god! Pancakes with Nutella. “This is for my girlfriend waiting for me in my room..” Ethan doesn't even bother to glance at me when he replies, “Not for you.”

“It does. It really does.” Zane’s gaze drifts toward the house, and there’s a glimmer of something in his eyes, a hopefulness I haven’t seen in a long time. “How’s Aeron?” he asks, his tone gentle. “He’s in Russia,” I reply. “Needed to work through some things, find his footing after… well, after everything. And Morana,” I let out a sigh. “Who knows where she is, but she’ll come back. She always does. It’s just… her way of dealing.”

I said Andre is one of my workers and absolutely the only one I can trust with getting information and keeping tabs on this girl. “There are millions of Alannah in the whole world, anything significant about her? A description at least?” Andre asked. “Uhm, Brunette, not so tall, like a Five foot six, freckles. Will that help?” I answered. “It should, I’m working on it right now, I’ll call you back when I get something” Andre replied.

Different is what I need right now. Leaving the bathroom with a solemn promise to myself, I hop on a different train and pray that whatever the future has for me will be good. After sitting, an older woman is scolding her daughter, whom she calls "Ashanti." Ashanti. I love it. Ashanti Dunbar. Perfect.

"Yes, sweetie, you are. Mason is in our past, now. It's high time I forgot about him. For good." Anna claps in glee. " Yay, decision of the year! Vanessa would shit a brick." I widen my eyes at her. " Anna! Language." She slaps a palm against her lips. " Oops, sorry." My expression softens, "Good. Now, give me a little spin, let me see how you look." She obliges, giving me a spin as I take her in. Anna is gorgeous. She has always been a gorgeous child. Her naturally straight black hair, blue eyes and slim figure make her look like some fashion model.

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.

I start to realize this isn’t about me or the dress she just doesn’t like Sadie. I bite my lip sadly. I knew this was a bad idea. Inviting her here was a bad idea. She clearly isn’t ready to be near Sadie. “Aunty Stasia you looked really beautiful. You look beautiful like princess Ana from Frozen. Her hair is ginger like yours. You’re going to look so pretty on your wedding day…” Anna Jessica and Damon’s daughter says.

I was going to be smart, I was going to be a good girl, playing the survival game. I stood up, the girl visibly relieved at that, not even hiding it. I guess she really wanted to take off that bad. I touched my head, making sure that my crown was still in place. I was not going to come out of the jet as Ana, Ana was dead, she died the minute she stepped in that jet. I was going to step out as ' Werewolf Princess Anastasia Nikita Furthrone, Defender of the Northern lands, Commander of the Lethal swords, Lady of Rockland, Future Queen of the Vampire species.'