Anne Of The Thousand Days Novels & Stories

Anna, the servant assigned to serve her, asked after knocking on the door. In Ha peeked through her swollen eyes. "No thanks. I'm not in the mood." "But Miss, you haven't eaten properly in two days ..." She said in a worried voice. Anna was a young girl picked up and taken by Lilian's father from the streets when she was ten years old. Based on the script she read, Anna was Lilian's loyal servant until the end of her life. She did not hesitate to sacrifice himself and do all the dirty work for Lilian.

Jessica muttered, trailing off as Rachael gasped dramatically. “Now, the juicy part is that he’s allergic to women. He basically hates women, and I’m the first woman he’s come into close contact with. His parents somehow found out what transpired between us and convinced him to marry me. However, what his parents don’t know is that this marriage is a contract. I help him cure his allergy to women while he helps me become famous. It’s all going to end after two hundred days, which is about five months from now,” Jessica explained.

The last nail on the head, and that was when they decided to end the interview. Abruptly, with no warning, my screen changed into a sudden perfume advert, and I could almost hear the noise that was happening on that set right now. The world was filled with questions for her, and the bomb that was Malachi Kingston, was about to go off. This was the beginning of the end. ...

‎PORSHA'S POV ‎ ‎I woke up to a particularly lovely day, the sky was the most beautiful shade of blue and the sound of birds chirping echoed through out the palace. ‎“Good morning my beautiful queen” Anne's voice boomed through the room, ‎A tray of hair ornaments and makeup in hand. ‎I laid back in bed, a sigh escaping my lips. ‎“What is beautiful about the morning Anne?” I doubted, feeling down cast. ‎I can't believe it has only been four days since I arrived at this hell hole. It feels like forty. I honestly don't think I could endure this any longer.

The contract was still sitting on the hotel desk. It hadn’t moved in hours. But it felt heavier every time I looked at it—like it was absorbing the weight of the decision I still hadn’t made. I had read it again. And again. Highlighted sections. Dog-eared pages. Searched the margins for hidden threats. But it remained exactly what Dominic said it was. Clean. Precise. Deceptively simple. A one-hundred-and-nine-day marriage. No emotional ties.

My whole body is numb, and all I can do is cough and sneeze. As soon as I get to land, I lay on the cold snow in a ball on my side. I can't feel anything. Maybe I am going to die. Freeze to death. Here lies Temperance Andrews. A pathetic nothing that died with no one to care about it. I close my eyes, not caring what will happen. In movies, there is always a person telling the other not to close their eyes. But no person is telling me that, so why should I care? ******************************

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Ava announced, stepping inside with two cups in hand and Luna understood why she could not open the door herself. She sighed in relief. “You’re a lifesaver.” “You locked yourself in here all day again, didn’t you?” Ava said, setting the coffee on the desk. Luna stretched, wincing. “I had work to do.” “You mean brooding over Deverell Blackwood’s ridiculously perfect face?” Peering over her shoulder, she said. Luna rolled her eyes. “I was editing. Not brooding.”

“My real name is… Princess Everly Amsterdam, the eldest princess of the Amsterdam Kingdom that was dated a millennium years ago.” Jonathan and Director Jackson stared at the screen stupefied! What?! She was that princess who was recorded in history?!… How is that possible?! How is it possible for a person to live for a thousand years?! On the other hand, Hans was also surprised but not the same as them. He knew that Everly wasn’t mortal. It was hard to believe it when in fact he studied science but after thinking carefully, it wasn’t impossible.

"Haily, I'm sorry, I lied to you. Anyway, I hope you will be all right from now on." In Summer Castle. Anne came out of the bathroom and mumbled while counting her fingers. "The 7th, the 11th, it's the 29th day today. Is it many days late? Am I sick?" Since she couldn't figure it out, she turned on the computer and searched on the Internet. Her face changed at the result of the search. How could it be possible? But when she thought about it again, it seemed possible! The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became... That day... If it was true, what should she do?