Anna Stories Novels & Stories

Anna is not even capable of doing to Adam what Caroline does to Adam. Annalia desired to reveal to Adam and the rest of the world the genuineness of her affection for him. But she can't just go ahead and do it, especially considering how Anna already prepares for situations like these. She is not going to let her silly feelings toward this person derail her plan in any way, even though there are times when she wishes she is brave to do so.

My arm hairs are standing up because of this situation. Anna let out a deep breath, her eyes showing a feeling of a tired heart. She seemed to dig into the past with her mind "a very long story for me to tell. Maybe it's not enough today for you to understand my story. But I'm very proud of you." Anna is now smiling brightly, and her expression is stern for me to guess, I can't read Anna's thoughts

Somehow my eyes kept opening each time it seemed like they were going to close forever. I stared at the small Urn that stood on the other side of my bed. I couldn't exactly see it, but I knew it was there. Its shiny body occasionally glistened in the darkness. It was Anna's new body. I spoke to her. Every time my eyes opened, I sighed and said hello to her. I told her about everything I did. I told her about David, about Rain. I told her about Chyna, about Katy. I told her about Maya, about Devin. She didn't judge me. She didn't cuss at me or remind me how much of a terrible person that I was, but I knew she was angry.

Anna told Elaine about her latest dream, the gorgeous guy she’d found in her bed and the strange story he told her, thinking she was Adara, about her all male harem and having her pick of the litter until she was married, even though Anna felt Adara wasn’t all that excited about getting married, and less than excited about giving up Joshua, and the rest of the men in her harem. “I told Janet I’m taking the rest of the day off,” Anna said when they were finished with lunch. “I’ll call you later, after I finish the book,” “You’d better. Then you’d better send me a copy. I want to read it cover to cover. You know I’d never cheat on Brian, but hey there’s nothing wrong with a little wet dream, i

“He’ll be back soon. I’m tired, babe. My wolf needs to rest.” “You didn’t even ask of Anna”, he said as he massaged her shoulders. She smiled. “I know you already put her to bed. Thanks, babe”, she said. Anna is their three year old daughter who looks just like her Mum. He smiled and kissed her forehead. “Go to sleep”, he said. “Goodnight.” “Goodnight”, she replied and closed her eyes welcoming the darkness. ¶¶¶ Angela found herself in a very beautiful garden and she looked around. She’s all alone. No one is here with her. Her mate, her daughter, her brother, her best friend. No one is here. She’s all alone and she was beginning to get scared.

“Don’t talk nonsense.” “What nonsense? You forgot the year you climbed a tree and were too scared to jump? I caught you and almost dislocated my arm. And the first time you got your period overseas and bled through your pants, who went to the convenience store at midnight to buy pads for you? And when you had cramps…” Click. Anna hung up. If she did not, she would be frozen solid by the cold beside her. She laughed awkwardly. “That guy just likes bringing up ancient history.”

The kind of scared you get when something you buried shows up wearing a leather jacket and smelling like cigarettes. Then I saw him. Fuck. Tall. Inked hands. A smile that didn’t reach his eyes. He looked straight at me like he already knew I’d taste good. My stomach clenched, but my pussy clenched harder. Who in the fucking sex scene was this hottie? “Liv, this is Zane,” Sabrina said, like she read my thoughts. She didn’t look at me. She was wearing shorts she hadn’t worn in a year — too tight, too high — and a top that looked like it belonged to me.

As a multilingual at 10, she knew they were fluent speakers—and they were most certainly not her father. “I smell them.” She gulped. One of her playmates started crying uncontrollably, desperately trying to bite back her sobs and stay quiet—but it was a futile attempt to stay hidden because the trapdoor they went into had just opened. “Well, hello there, children.” — Anna, the sequel of His Claws On My Neck, is currently in the works! If you enjoyed, have any constructive criticism, or simply want to give a piece of your thoughts, please give this book a review. Thank you ! ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა

She'd never tell Andrea this, but because Ryker competed for the love of his daughter, he would wait every month to see the amount Gabriel would send to Anna, then he'd double it. What did Anna use it for? Nothing. "Right." Anna cleared her throat and leaned on his chest, "So, I read mommy's diary from five years ago; before I was born. She wanted to own an empire just like grandpa's. And she already laid the foundation for it. According to the diary, she already recruited a lot of people into it." Anna stopped when Ryker's phone rang. He answered when he saw the caller was Davis. "Boss, Miss Accardo just walked into the premises." Davis said on the other end.

The last sentence skeeted down my tongue before I could stop it, Anna chuckled, “I don’t wanna hear about Duncan’s dick. Just the story.” she shooed the imaginary picture of Duncan’s baby maker from her mind, then waited, “Now there’s this machine, you remember that hardcore porn we watched?” I pointed a finger at her, “The one where they roped the lady down before fuckin’ both her ass and hooha with two dildos, one in her rear and the other in…” She made a wave of her hand between her legs, and I nodded.