Annabeth Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I asked her. “Nothing Di, I just thought you may want to see Arnab Da’s gift,” Sristi said to me. “Sristi ….” I screamed at her. “Where is my gift?” I asked them all. “Which gift?” Archana asked me with a fake innocent smile. I knew that they were all together in this. I did not need enemies when I had these types of friends and sisters I thought in my mind. “I am asking for the gift, which Arnab gifted me,” I said to them very clearly.

Anna's pov "Are you going clubbing again?" I said glaring at Abby. That's totally Abby, very sassy, rude, rather cumbersome and mischievous. the total opposite of me even though we are identical twins, sometimes I get lost in thoughts pondering on how she does a good job at drinking, smoking cigarettes, changing boyfriends almost every week with my fucking identity. yeah, my identity, Anna not Abby and there is nothing I can do about that. I am always the bad guy if I make an attempt to step in or point out the wrong. however the hell people believe we are the same person, I am still in shock because the difference are too clear.

She smiles, turning to leave the room. “Watch as you break the former Beta boy for now.” I jump to my feet and follow her outside. My mind's going a million miles a minute. I’m glad I already counted on the Covens being great disappointments and made reinsurances in their regard. Now to do a good morning's work with Pete and make sure Annabeth gets the message. Maybe she’ll even try to play the heroine and come to me by herself if she thinks that can save her pathetic mate and pack. Possibilities and backup plans form as I beat the fucking daylights out of Pete, letting out all of my frustrations. He’ll be lucky if he can whisper goodbye to the cunt Lianne when I am done.

**ANNABEL'S POV** I peep out of Alpha Akin's room before stepping out into the hallway after having arranged my hair and clothes in front of the golden mirror in his room. I feel like I look plausible as I make my way to the room that I share with Luke, eager to have him f**k the disdain and self-loathing I feel out of me.

She doesn't seem to like me. "She thinks you are related to Khal. She doesn't like him." "Ohhh I suppose I can't blame her." "You lie here, I am going to help her." Anabelle was outside cooking with gusto. She was a good cook and I was happy to have her. I was horrible at cooking. "Don't even think about it," she said. "Think about what?" "You want to help me. No. Sit down and rest. " I always pretended like healing doesn't sap me of my strength. Anabelle is more or less my best friend so she knows me very well. I sat. We stayed in silence for about ten minutes.

She fans herself dramatically and I give her a half-smile. Annabelle will be my Beta, assuming that her mate isn’t higher ranked where she’d have to move off with him. She has always been a bit boy obsessed, driven by the idea of that perfect mate and having a happily ever after. It doesn’t help that Franklin indulges her by rushing over to the window and exclaiming, “She’s right, Q! You have the perfect view, and because of the tint on your windows no one can watch us as we ogle. Man, the men and women are gorgeous.””

I knew it would take some time to fully have all her affection, but I swore I was going to wait, wait for when she'll finally surrender to me, to our bond. ~~ Later on during the day, I found Annabeth in the east parlor. She was curled in the window seat with one of my books, 'Lycan Wars: The First Betrayals.' Her curly hair fell like ink across the page. There was a smudge of it on her cheek. She didn’t hear me come in. Didn’t scent me. Humans didn't have those sharp sensory abilities. I could’ve stood there all day. Watching her and she wouldn't know.

It was obvious, both of them were hell-bent on getting Zayn! Anabelle stepped forward and crossed her arms, her honey brown eyes dilating. " Yes. This will be the key to getting what I want. Zayn will surely regret what he did to me today! I will make him cry for my love, our love!" Her face darkened, and she cracked her fingers slowly! ***** Anita walked around the unknown community. Her face was solemn and sharp, as her eyes scanned the whole community, with her hands clasped together behind her.

Abigail looks over Cynthia’s shoulder and they both read it, Abigail’s eyes dart over the laptop to me and frowns, “yea, I guess you were naïve when it came to her, she is very pretty.” I stand and walk around my desk, wrapping my arms around her waist and pull her back into my front, my chin lands on her shoulder, “yes, she is pretty, but you are beautiful so there is no comparison, not for me,” I kiss her cheek and tighten my hold on her. She shakes her head, “so she could be a victim in all this, I mean what pup is just found outside a territory and not reported to the council, so they have a chance to find the parents.”

I didn't want to think about the activities of the day and how I was expected to participate fully as the celebrant, even though all I wanted to do was remain here, wallowing in self-pity. Pulling the quilt over my body, I allowed my eyes to flutter closed. In the darkness, I saw her face. Serena. Her arm was wrapped around Daemon, and he leaned into her ear to whisper something. She laughed, her sing-song voice dancing in the air. And Daemon laughed too. “Really, Annie?” I whispered to myself, turning the other way. I forced their faces out of my mind, clenching my eyes shut tight. I didn't know how long I did that for. I didn't know at what point I fell asleep. All that I knew was that sud