Annabeth Chase Novels & Stories

A knock at the door interrupted my train of thought as my assistant walked in. “Miss. Scarlet, the press conference is about to start!” Annabelle said to me. She was a lifesafer at 5 feet tall, slender build and beach blonde hair. She wore the signature black professional dress with flats. She was the perfect assistant and someday, she will do great on her own.

Joelle hid a small smile, although she was not okay with him having a son with someone else, she felt just a small satisfaction that he did not care about that woman, she would have to find out about that woman and pay her a visit. * * Anabelle was on her way back from the office when a car suddenly stopped in front of her and a man she recognized as Hazel's assistant got down, immediately, she pivoted and started moving in the opposite direction "Ms. Anabelle Gideon" Nath shouted and rushed towards her, Anabelle quickened her steps but she could not outrun him, he caught up with her and pulled her by her arm "Why the hell were you running away from me?" He was panting as he pulled her towar

Narcissus' sister. Angela Athena Martinez. She was known to be ruthless just like all of the Martinez; she inherited the crazy red eyes and the jet black. Sexy and talented. That's a woman I would fuck with no hesitation. I was picky with any woman I would date but her; she could bring my bi out any day. 'Deal with them from most in need to the lea-' he began. 'I can help. I know how to stitch.' I interrupted making eye contact with the woman.

She sighed, “It's been a while since I killed someone, I never liked her anyways, she was too arrogant and voracious, what a shame she had to die like that.” “Mother witch.” “Ahh!” Miranda yelled and jumped in fright. “Annabelle, don't scare me like that! Wait, what are you doing here and how did you find me?” A snow white skin girl with blonde hair and green eyes in a white tank top and blue baggy jeans was staring at Miranda with light in her green eyes. “I followed your scent here.” “My scent, I thought I covered it?” “Oh, you did. I got lost like 20 times trying to find you.”

But i still picked the call anyways. "Hi, please are you by anyways, Miss Selene Woods?" - A feminine voice came from the other end, soft, polite and yet, straight to the point. "Yes, i am she!!. How may i be of help to you?" - I replied in a wary tone. "Great!!. My name is Anne Moreau, i'm a manager at Livelia entertainment and also a friend of the professor." - She introduced herself briefly, her tone filled with strict professionalism. " Oh..." - I gasped.

She clutched her clutch like it was a lifeline, her cheeks flushed with nervous anticipation. Anabelle seized the moment. “And this is Kaira Oswald, my daughter. She learned you would be here tonight and decided to grace us with her presence. Say hello to Mr. Rothchild, Kaira.” I almost laughed. I bit it back, the sound catching in my throat. Kaira Oswald. Sweet, awkward, ordinary. Not Damien’s type at all. Anabelle’s desperation reeked so strongly it almost perfumed the air. But I wasn’t going to get involved. Whatever scheme Anabelle spun, it wasn’t my battle to fight.

"How? I’m trapped in this prison." She smiled at me knowingly. "Ruth thinks I’m just an insignificant witch. I could have left long ago, but after discovering that you still harbor that light within you, I chose to assist you." I simply stared at her, urging her to get to the point. "My sister is also a light witch, just like me. My name is Annabelle, and my sister is Annabella." She sighed softly. "Please, hold my hands, dear." Curiosity overtook me, and I grasped her hands.

We hugged each other like people that went missing for years. “This is our new home now.” I said, as I showed them around. Mira stared at me intensely, I knew she was about to ask something. “Ma'am,” she mumbled. “Mira relax,” I snapped, placing my hands on her shoulders. “I'm your Anabelle, the one that everyone thought has died. After I came back from death, two months later I came to this pack to observe what was going on. And that was when I identified Raven's brutal leadership.”

Just as soon as she dropped the call, her phone dinged and it was a message from Jeremy, the video he promised to send. She clicked on it and began to play it. “Hello Everyone, I’m sure you don’t know me but I’m Annabeth, Annabeth Covey, Elizabeth Thatcher’s Step sister, ….” The video began. Meanwhile …. Victoria Island GRA 8:00am …… “Hey mom,” Nimi greeted as he walked into his house. “Welcome home son, how was your day?!”

The men backed up at the threat and she smiled. "Run along and I'd go looking for a new slave, the one that ran is a Dragon." They ran off at that and she looked at me. "Hi I'm Arachne, Empath Witch and friends of the Three Moons." She said, holding her hand out. I took it and shook her hand. "Channing." "I know. The Three Moons talk about you a lot. Though I don't think Selene likes you very much." She said, before looking at the barrel.