Anna Stories

Four years ago, a 13 year old blackmailed me into friendship by holding my doughnut captive. We've been close ever since. But then, I noticed that I wanted to be more than just friends. I was in love with my best friend. Sadly, he didn't feel the same way. I thought my world was over. I was crushed. But to my utmost yet most delighted surprise, I just happened to fall into the arms of a certain bad-boy. Literally. He didn't just save me from what could've been a hell of a concussion that night. He saved my heart too. But hey, let's not get in over our heads now. It wasn't that easy. Not even close. After all, when two opposing worlds clash for the very first time, we cant just expect it to be all rainbows and sunshine. Now do we?

Take it off slowly, inch closer, tease and make 'em believe you're all theirs--Make it perfectly estatic. Abigail's code was as simple as they come, and had worked impeccably for years with her one and only rule: No touching. But when she pisses off a snob who didn't like it very much, it was up to a certain billionaire to save her from his covetous hands. Except, he isn't quite ready to let her go just yet.

Au cours de ma cinquième année d'amour pour Gabriel, il a hérité du titre de Seigneur Vampire de son défunt frère — ainsi que de la veuve de son frère, Chloe, l'ancienne Reine de Sang, et, par le sang et la loi, elle est ma parenté par alliance. Chaque fois qu'il revenait de sa chambre, Gabriel me tenait doucement et chuchotait, « Isabella, Chloe n'est que ma conjointe choisie. Une fois qu'elle aura porté et donné naissance au descendant du Clan des Crocs-de-Flamme, je me lierai à toi par un Lien de Sang. » Il a dit que c'était la seule condition que sa famille avait exigée pour qu'il monte en tant que Seigneur Vampire. Pendant les six mois qui ont suivi notre retour, il a répondu à son appel une centaine de fois. Au début, une fois par mois. Puis une fois par semaine. Et finalement, chaque nuit. La centième nuit où je suis restée éveillée à l'attendre, Chloe a enfin conçu. La nouvelle est arrivée avec une autre annonce— Gabriel et Chloe seraient bientôt liés par le Sang. Mon fils a levé les yeux vers moi, confus et innocent. « Maman... n'ont-ils pas dit que Papa formerait un Lien de Sang avec la Reine de Sang qu'il aime ? Pourquoi n'est-il pas encore venu nous ramener à la maison ? » « Parce que, » ai-je dit doucement, passant ma main dans ses cheveux, « la Reine de Sang qu'il aime n'a jamais été ta mère. » « Mais ce n'est pas grave », ai-je ajouté. « Je te ramènerai chez nous. Notre propre maison. » Ce que Gabriel n'avait jamais compris, c'était que — en tant que fille unique d'un Roi Vampire régnant, je ne m'étais jamais souciée du titre de Reine de Sang du Clan des Crocs-de-Flamme.

En el quinto año de mi amor por Gabriel, él heredó el título de Lord Vampiro de su difunto hermano, así como a su viuda, Chloe, la antigua Reina de Sangre y, por sangre y ley, mi pariente por pacto. Cada vez que regresaba de los aposentos de ella, Gabriel me abrazaba con dulzura y me susurraba: —Isabella, Chloe es solo mi Consorte Elegida. Una vez que conciba y dé a luz al heredero del Aquelarre Blazetooth, me uniré a ti mediante un vínculo de sangre. Decía que era la única condición que su familia le exigía para ascender como Lord. Durante los seis meses posteriores a nuestro regreso al Aquelarre Blazetooth, él acudió a su llamado cien veces. Al principio, una vez al mes. Luego, una vez por semana. Y todas las noches. En la centésima noche que pasé despierta esperándolo, Chloe concibió. La noticia llegó junto con otro anuncio: Gabriel y Chloe pronto quedarían unidos por un vínculo de sangre. Mi hijo me miró, confundido e inocente. —Mamá... ¿no decían que papá formaría un vínculo de sangre con la Reina de Sangre a la que ama? ¿Por qué no ha venido a llevarnos a casa todavía? —Porque —dije con suavidad mientras le acariciaba el cabello—, la Reina de Sangre a la que ama nunca fue tu madre. No importa —añadí—. Yo te llevaré a casa. A nuestro propio hogar. Lo que Gabriel nunca notó fue que como la única hija de un Rey Vampiro en funciones, nunca me había interesado en lo más mínimo el título de Reina de Sangre del Aquelarre Blazetooth.

Tubuh kami saling terjerat di dalam mobil. Suamiku terus bergerak di dalam tubuh bagian bawahku, bibirnya mencium dadaku, lalu dering ponsel tiba-tiba menyadarkanku dari lamunan kami yang memabukkan. Ariel pun menjawab tanpa ragu. Itu salah satu teman terdekatnya dari dunia medis, berbicara dalam Bahasa Garnia. “Ketua.” Suara itu berkata dengan santai, “Selingkuhanmu sudah hamil dua bulan. Kau mau gimana?” Ariel tidak berhenti. Nada suaranya tetap tenang. “Merlin nggak bisa punya anak,” jawabnya. “Aku akan biarkan Sintia mengandung bayi itu sampai lahir, lalu mengadopsinya sebagai anakku sendiri. Itu akan mengamankan posisi pewaris. Ini rahasia kita berdua.” Sesuatu di dalam diriku membeku. Dia lupa satu hal .... Aku mengambil jurusan Bahasa Garnia. Bahkan, dia mempelajari bahasa itu hanya untuk memenangkan hatiku. Tapi aku tidak berteriak. Aku tidak mengonfrontasinya. Sebaliknya, aku tersenyum, tetap diam, dan terus berperan sebagai istri yang sempurna. Kemudian, aku menyelipkan surat cerai ke dalam kontrak pembelian properti dan melihat suamiku menandatangani tanpa membacanya terlebih dahulu. Setelah itu aku diam-diam mendaftarkan identitas baru. Selama tiga hari berikutnya, ketidakhadirannya, dan pesan-pesan mengejek dari wanita itu, menghapus harapan terakhir yang kumiliki tentang cinta. Ketika identitas baruku aktif, aku pergi tanpa menoleh ke belakang. Membawa serta anak di dalam rahimku. Dan, menghilang dari dunianya selamanya ....

One mansion on the coast. One man. One woman. And something she thought could have never been. And it all started with what some might say was an ill-fated kidnapping. Every villain has a story; and his? Well, it captured her heart.

“You're going to beg for mercy but what I’ll give you is pleasure, the kind that makes you forget you’re the one being destroyed” ————— Brutalized by cruel words and relentless ridicule, she was once the outcast — humiliated, broken, and branded unworthy especially by the golden boy everyone admired. He was adored. She was discarded. His actions left wounds that never healed, branding her as unlovable. But fate had a cruel sense of irony , he became the man she was forced to get engaged to. Refusing to be trapped in a life with her tormentor, she rejected the proposal. But when tragedy struck, her world shattered. With no other choice, she accepted the engagement… and then disappeared. Years later, she re-emerged, transformed and reborn with a new identity. Her beauty now a weapon. Her confidence, dangerously seductive. Her soul burned with one purpose: revenge. No longer the weak girl everyone once tore apart, she sets out to make everyone who broke her pay, especially him. The golden boy, her original sin. She’ll lure him in, make him fall for her, and break him with his own sinful obsession all in the name of revenge. But as his desire twists into possession, and his obsession turns deadly, their game spins out of control. Will she be the one to finally break him, or will his darkness consume them both, trapping them forever in forbidden desires? This story is a dark, slow-burn forbidden romance of twisted love, obsession, and revenge. It’s a tale of intense desires, passionate encounters, and the destructive power of unchecked emotions. Reader discretion is advised due to mature themes, explicit content, and emotionally intense scenes.

Bagaimana rasanya diberkati sekaligus dikutuk? Apa yang akan kamu lakukan kalau pangeran-pangeran berkuasa jatuh cinta dan menginginkanmu? Ashley tidak peduli dengan pria-pria tampan. Yang dia inginkan hanya hidup biasa dan menikah dengan orang biasa. Perhatian dan obsesi dari para pangeran telah membuatnya lelah. Tapi apa keinginan sederhananya bisa terkabul? Karena kini seorang raja werewolf juga mengaku kalau dia adalah mate-nya? Selain itu dia mengetahui fakta kalau apa yang dia kira kutukan biasa ternyata lebih dari itu. Sanggupkah dia hidup sebagai Luna sementara ada pihak yang diam-diam menentangnya dan melakukan sabotase atas apapun yang dilakukannya? Apa yang akan dia lakukan ketika para Dewi memberinya tugas penting dan memaksanya terlibat dalam situasi yang merugikan hubungan asmaranya? Perlukah dia bertahan di sisi sang Raja yang kerap membuatnya kecewa karena adanya wanita lain di hatinya? WARNING!! Ada adegan agak dewasa walau tidak eksplisit.

Our grandfather had always been a strange man, but what he did before his death shook my brother’s and my world to its core. Stas had already come to terms with the fact that the entire inheritance would go to me as the older one. But the will changed everything—our lives, our bond, our closeness as brothers. The family business and property would go to the one of us who married the granddaughter of our grandfather’s best friend—the small, awkward, unattractive girl who had been pushed on us our entire lives. The old men had long dreamed of becoming family, and when they failed to earn our sympathy, they chose a far more twisted solution. Back then, we couldn’t even imagine that the ugly duckling would one day turn into a swan… or that our rivalry for the business would fade into the background.

The operation had just gone dark when the chatter started in the comms. “Easy, Zane. Don’t burn through another mattress.” A low laugh came through the headset. Relaxed. Careless. “I’ve been deployed for six months. I needed the release. And don’t let my wife hear that.” More laughter. “Right. Take care of the little mistress first, then call home and play devoted husband?” My phone rang. His voice when I answered was warm. Intimate. Soft in a way it never was on the field. He said he missed me. Said he counted the days until he could come home. I watched the live drone feed while he said it. What he didn’t know was that three months ago, I had quietly transferred into the family’s Strategic Intelligence division. Every operation his crew ran, I was the one behind the monitors—tracking shipments, rerouting safehouses, intercepting rival signals, listening to every word spoken over secured lines. The first night he slept with her, I logged the timestamp. 00:43 hours. When the call ended, I dialed another number—encrypted, family internal. “I’ll accept your offer,” I said calmly. “After this job, I’m stepping away.” The voice on the other end was steady. Controlled. Powerful. “You’ll leave after the Palermo Capture,” he replied. “I’ll personally see to your relocation.” A pause. “Three days.”