Annabelle Gesson Fanfic Novels & Stories

Annabelle gave a small wave and smiled after her dad introduced her. "Hey, isn't it that nerd girl we saw at school? How come she's a Siromani? I don't get it", Ashley said beside me. I thought, how would you get it when you're only interested in pompous appearances? "That's what we call laying low Ashley", Mason replied her while I gave Annabelle a proud look. For once, I could be proud of someone that wasn't Mason.

Working together from the inside and outside, we created this escape route in advance. I pushed hard, and the steel plate slid inward, revealing a narrow opening. Without any hesitation, I crawled through it and slipped out in silence. After leaving the Graham residence, I went straight to the hospital. On the way there, I scrolled through my phone and saw that the trending news was full of slanderous accusations against Annabelle. In the carefully edited videos, the attackers had been censored so their faces couldn't be seen, while Annabelle's face was left clear. The comments section was vile.

Aria's POV My breath quickened, staring at the colorful girl and the dark guy in her front. “Ouuuuu….you found her!!!” “What a beautiful creature” The colorful girl smirked, staring at me in the forehead. It was weird but I didn't want to know why. “What now Anna?” A bored voice followed as she came in. It was the gothic one,on luxurious boots. There was a flash in her eyes as she stared at me. I clearly saw it and it looked scary. “Well.. I'm Annabelle,this is Riley and Jordan” Annabelle jumped and clapped in delight. She looked fun,gothic had a dark demeanor while Riley was just….

She’s showing me that things can still be normal between us. Eventually, she checks her watch, a sleek gold piece that probably costs more than my annual salary. “I have to head out,” she says, gathering her things. “I have a date.” She mentions that name again. Cole. Every time she speaks of him, her voice changes. It softens, becoming calmer, she has mentioned him a few times over the last two weeks, and today she even promises to introduce us soon. “I really want you to meet him, Annabella. You two would have so much to talk about and have a lot in common” she says as she heads toward the door.

~ ANGELO ~ I slowly pulled my still throbbing cock from her depths. Looking down, I watched a trickle of her cum dribble from her pussy and down the crack of her arse. Annika shivered, her gaze searching mine. Though her eyes were hard, almost like she had some thoughts bottled up, I knew what we had just done didn't satisfy her.

He couldn’t wait for this satisfying moment to come. ……….. Anna turned restlessly in bed, her lids shut tight, her forehead creased. She was having another one of her dreams with her father’s consigliere, Giuseppe, in it. “Be a good girl, Anna,” he smiled devilishly, the corners of his eyes crinkling as he advanced towards her. Beads of sweat adorned her forehead as he inched closer to her, her back against the wall in the cold room. “Be a good girl,” he repeated, his hands reaching for the sides of her breasts.

Stupid cunt. ‘We can take him.’ My wolf says, wanting to be near Annabel. He is still pining after her, even though he knows he whored herself out to someone else. He is the forgive and forget kinda type. Yeah, that is not going to happen. I sneak into the hallway, preparing myself to jump the guard and break his neck when the door flies open and Lucy storms out. She takes the guard by surprise, breaks his neck in a swift motion before descending on me with a furious face. Apparently my little whore in there doesn't even know when to shut up anymore either. Lucy is outraged, but I just brush past her into the room, wanting to see Annabel again up close for once. I taunt her and tell her the

28 ANNABELLA'S POV I stared in shock when the door pulled open as if I knew who it was. I kept my eyes on him until he was inches away from me. I didn't know how but I felt like hugging him so tight and not letting him go back to that female. Thinking about him having a mate hurt my chest, I wasn't yet sure what this was about. I bit on my lip to control the stupid urge that was making me restless and having stupid thoughts. I didn't know why I was so attached to him in such a way when I knew fully well he had his mate with him.

Annabelle's mouth twitched and she joined in the 'fun'. Wrapping her arms around my waist on the other side, she said, "Why waste our time here? Shouldn't we go have a threesome?" she said and I nearly choked on my own spit. I could see a mixture of amusement, anger, annoyance and some other things pass through Ace's features before his eyes landed on me and all I saw disappeared. Annabelle grabbed my chin and turned my face to hers. "Just like those days," she mindlinked to me. By those days, she meant when we'd fake a kiss and pretend to be together to get boys off our backs. The difference now was I was married.

If I’d been born a boy, he wouldn’t have spared me a second glance. Sometimes, I wished I had been. I sat in silence, staring down at the table as the dinner plates were being arranged. The smell of roasted duck and truffle oil wafted around me, but I couldn’t find it in myself to lift a single finger. Someone placed a white plate in front of me. I blinked and looked up. Annabelle. Annabelle was Richard’s second wife. The woman who vanished a year ago. She wore an elegant white dress, her hair pulled back into a sleek ponytail. And her smile seemed too perfect.