Anna Walsh Novels & Stories

He held on to my right shoulder, so I turned to face him. "Will you take your hand off my shoulder or I'll turn you into a mouse?" I raised my left eyebrow, glaring at his cold yet undeniably handsome face. "Whoops!" He immediately took his hand off my shoulder. "You two! What are you waiting for?" The guard on the table called us. He's looking at me from head to toe right now. I quickly walk towards him and say, "My name is Alenna Delevigne from the city of Nalaknabak. I'm a..."

shouted the security guard in a stern voice. "Hey! Watch your mouth! I'm not a poor person like you guys. There’s no way I would steal a bag. How dare you yell at me! Just so you know, the beautiful woman next to me is Alena Wilson, heir to the entire Wilson family fortune, and she is my daughter-in-law. Never mind just two bags, she can afford to buy every bag in this store!” Anna said arrogantly and confidently. Her hand was draped over Alena’s right arm. Alena glared at him, while Victoria shook her head in disbelief.

Cathelina Bright bit her lips: "Wills Waltson , since you were so heartless to me, then why did you provoke me back then, do you know how difficult it was to forget you?" "Cathelina , let me remind you, you are already married, your husband is called Jackie Waltson, I am married too, my wife is called Luna , no matter what happens, we do not need to take responsibility for each other's lives, so, I said that you do not need to worry about me, do you remember? "

She nodded, agreeing. And less than one week after that, surrounded by family and friends, Annalise Walsh became Mrs. Lance Hamilton. Or, in Lance’s words, the goddess of his heart for the rest of his life. - THE END -

"It's just you and me, old chap." Simultaneously, our arms wrap around each other. I pull her closer, embracing her in a warm and comforting hug. As I hold her, a sense of relaxation washes over me, as if I've finally returned home. You're familiar with Willow Walsh, the eldest of seven Walsh siblings. A twenty-two-year-old girl with a fondness for pastels, an affinity for cats, and a welcoming nature that invites you into her life like an old friend. You've watched her I*******m videos of failed attempts at French toast, her excitement over trying on a new pair of pants, and her passionate readings of classic literature.

Romero sighed tiredly, “Please, Wilson get a picture and report Natalia Hayes to the ethics committee, our partner is breaking some major rules.” Wilson and Fiona chuckled before they responded, “Yes, Sir.” Natalia's smile faded, Romero wasn't even moved by her gestures or even her dressing. “Big boy–” "The door pushed open and Aliyah entered, dressed in a white tuxedo which was well tailored and crisp, it brought out the beautiful CEO she is, making Natalia jealous." “Hey, darling.” Aliyah beamed as she walked past Natalia, she went to the open, waiting arms of a smiling Romero.

“I wish I could say it’s nice to see you again, but I’d be lying.” Simon chuckled humorlessly. “I figured as much. You seemed quite shocked when you saw me sitting here. I thought you would faint or something.” Elena glared at him angrily. “I can’t believe you! All this time you knew exactly who I was! You knew I was Richard’s wife, and yet you still happily continued what we did! What kind of sick game are you playing here, Mr Walsh?” She demanded, her tone rising slightly as her temper flared.

To think she was picturing a future with that man a few years ago. She agreed that she was an idiot. “This is Anastasia Reyes, Tristian’s wife, and her sister, Shayne Wellington.” William introduced. “I didn’t know Mr Reyes had a wife…a very beautiful wife.” He complimented and stood up to greet Anna, giving her a cheeky grin as he kissed the back of her hand. “Nice to meet you, Mrs Reyes.” He greeted her, and Anna couldn’t help the smile that left her lips. She could hardly believe that the man was a Wade. But he was a Wade.

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I say. Moving closer I continue holding her hand, “My name is Alpha Kate Adams, Alpha to the Golden Moon Pack,” she says proudly. I recognize who she is immediately. She is the one of few female Alphas and the toughest female Alpha our generation has ever seen. I am excited to have a mate who will bring excitement to my life. I smile at her pulling her closer to me, “Well Alpha Kate, we should have a dance, don’t you think?” I say pulling her to the dance floor as tingles move between us.