Anna Karenina Chapter Summaries Novels & Stories

Warning*** This chapter contains portrayal of harsh language, intense scenes, domination and could be disturbing to many. Proceed only if you want to read it and are not depressed or dislike these themes. Not recommended for everyone. If you don't like such themes please skip this chapter. ********* Aahana's POV

I pushed down any feelings the scene brought as I looked away deciding to focus on the food in front of me. - End Of Chapter 22: Know & Kisses -

He had never felt the distance between him and Anna too far, even than the first day they met. “Your kindness, I accept. But not this book!” Anna decided. “Why?” Brandon glimpsed Charles outside the window. He was about to reach this block. He looked at Anna, his eyes full of anger. Obviously, she is tiny and weak on the outside, but why is she so stubborn? “I don’t want to receive this book, and then have to repay you.” Anna added, “I don’t have the money, nor the time, to repay the favor.” ‘Oh shit, so she’s still thinking about this?’ Brandon heard the sarcasm in Anna’s words, and he froze.

Chapter One: Asking the Sea to Erase It All. The sea shimmered in the wind, with distant twinkling lights on the horizon. In November, a chill breeze made Anna's body stiffen, and she looked up at the sky with tears streaming down her face. Did this life still hold any meaning? Or should she just die? Was there any other choice in this dark existence? The pitch-black night blended with the crashing waves, and Anna hated herself for not having the courage to continue a life burdened by debts, and for not having the courage to drown herself in the sea.

at that point since she left when Karen, the chief servant, called for her. It is truly mysterious, but I am unable to keep my lips raised. Emma is a trustworthy young maid, but I can sense something is up. I shake my head. The book opens itself just as I'm ready to do so. Pages circle endlessly, but the brown papers with the cursive writing remain visible until they come to an abrupt stop in the middle. I take a closer look at what the book page shows, I can't help but furrow my brows. "The life that perishes shall be made alive again,

Anna naturally had a big bum, but now when she sat down she could feel the bones on her butt because she had lost so much weight and her cheeks which were usually very plump and cute were nearly gone. “Can I have something more after the soup,” she asks Nurse Mary. Nurse Mary smiles at her. “Sure, just need to make sure that you’ve warmed up your stomach first,” she explains to Anna. “So you have to finish your soup,” Anna sighs and takes another spoonful of her spicy butternut soup. She manages to finish it and says that she wants to go out to eat. She hasn’t been given back the card with the five thousand dollar limit yet and she hasn’t had a chance to use the card that Munya gave her eith

Chapter 37 Anna flipped the pages of the book in her hand, her eyes following every word, her lips pursed. She now sat in an outdoor garden from where she could see some of the guards and the servants who did their work. Anna couldn’t fully place her hands on it, but something was off. The air carried so much stiffness; even the workers didn’t bother to dwindle around. Like programmed robots, they minded their work. “Madam Anna,” she heard the soft feminine voice call her, and Anna instantly turned to see Chiara standing behind her, who gave her a bow. “Your lunch is ready.”

NOTICE TO READERS This book and all its contents are a product of the author's imagination and are entirely fictional. Thank you for reading. I hope you enjoyed the story! Best regards. ~ANNA’S POV~ Two days had passed since Kevin's departure, and the mansion had reverted to its tranquil state. The atmosphere was serene once more, and I was grateful for the peace and quiet. The sun shone brightly, casting a warm glow over everything. It was the perfect day to indulge in a refreshing swim.

Friendly, ISAAC's butt. ISAAC's going to give the book back to her once ISAAC decides to read through it. "This manual seems quite comprehensive," ISAAC remarks as ISAAC leafs through the contents page. "I have to say I'm impressed you've got through all these stages. Chapter one, shock; chapter two, distress; chapter three, denial; chapter four, mourning; chapter five, mourning?" "Nah, I skipped directly to chapter eleven." ISAAC's brow furrows as ISAAC's gaze drops to chapter eleven entitled 'Revenge and Retaliation.'