Annika Roberts Novels & Stories

I said Andre is one of my workers and absolutely the only one I can trust with getting information and keeping tabs on this girl. “There are millions of Alannah in the whole world, anything significant about her? A description at least?” Andre asked. “Uhm, Brunette, not so tall, like a Five foot six, freckles. Will that help?” I answered. “It should, I’m working on it right now, I’ll call you back when I get something” Andre replied.

I'd be a liar if I say I've not been tempted to leave this shit of life behind, but except for my mom's investigation, a certain girl is holding me back. A certain fierce black hair girl with hazel eyes. Ashanti. I've never met a woman who is intriguing as her, she's different and a badass. There's just something about a woman that can handle her own that is so fucking beautiful. If I had my choice, I'd bend her over and eat her out, get on my knees and worship her cunt like the beauty she is. “We've got something information concerning the burnt warehouse” I spun around at the sound of my most trusted man's voice.

The lady stated, and turn back to what she was about to do. "Hey! We don't know who you are so you are and we can't just trust you to inject an unknown liquid...." Delina was about to say something but Anika cut her words short. "Hey...hey... hey!" Anika said to her and point at the unknown lady legs. "Look at her legs!" Anika stated as she points at it. "What about her legs mortal?" "...and besides can't you see that she is wearing a long rob so we can't actually see her legs." Delina points out.

I feel hesitant at first, it was like robbing Hunter's bank account but Rochelle assured me that it didn't leave a daint on the limitless card. After three hours of debating, arguing over the colors and designs, we finally manage to fill my closet with so many clothes against my wish. "Oh God! Anna, you're one of a stubborn kind. I really wonder how your future Bosses will handle your perfection in everything." She sighs plopping her head on the pillow. "I bet, they'd know that they're dealing with the best." I smirk. "God bless their mental endurance." She rolls her eyes. "Thanks Roch, I really needed someome to stay by my side, someone who doesn't judge me on my surname or the scandal..."

I had 7 of them that I asked. “let the party begin” Matias yelled and the music was turned up. I walked down to the snack bar to get some snacks when I felt someone approach me. It was a girl not so older than I was, she had beautiful blonde hair and the most charming blue eyes. She smiled at me and proceeded to put a cupcake on her plate, I didn’t even know who the hell she was and she looked very creepy. “hi, you must be Camila, I’m Danielle but everyone calls me Danie” she introduced pushing her hand out for me to shake. I shook it.

What was he talking about? " Excuse me? " " You think I am foolish Anika, I know you are sleeping with Aryan, Brie's best friend." He replied. She was too stunned to speak that she left the office hurriedly. How the hell did he know that? Her tracks were clear, how did he find out? " He's Scott-Roberts and he has his ways, " ~~

He doesn't look like the type of person to take care of anything at all, frankly. "N-No... It's fine..." The woman avoided her eyes and nervously fiddled with her fingers, her small voice barely audible. "May I know your name?" What's gotten into her? She doesn't normally affiliate herself with strangers if they're not beneficial to her mission. But it's her first time meeting someone with so much power, yet look so feeble and inept. Surely, she's someone with a title. But why does she act like a slave? "I am... A-Annika..."

"This is the company's decision, what could Anna do? The company must have their own reasons for making such a decision." "It's easy for you to say that. This isn't happening to you, so you can just stand there and talk, talk is cheap for you!" Anger flared up in Kenzia’s red-rimmed eyes. "That's enough!" Robert was displeased. "This was your own fault, forgiving you would be out of kindness. Yet, what kindness is there to speak of between you and Anastacia? It's reasonable for her to just do nothing. Back when you decided to harm her, why didn't you consider that you two were colleagues after all? Anastacia had never provoked you, yet you wanted to harm her. Now that you really have, what's

But to be killed so easily. I kicked Max's leg back in place. "Shit!", he screamed grabbing his knees. "Who is this.... Belle?". I folded my arms under my breast. Max was still recovering from the pain on the ground when Anna decided to answer. "She's from Oakbay, and ranked number two on the player killer list week". "What's her general ranking?", I moved to lean on the wall. "#38" "Pathetic", I hissed with disappointment. "Wasn't the Carver ranked #12?"

Biting my lip in concentration. "I think I'm done," I say, his face is outstanding better already. Patching itself together as though nothing happened. He doesn't move, "you're beautiful." I flush. Looking down and picking at my cracked nails. "Stop." Chris merely smiles, "You are Andrea. And I'm going to remind you every chance I get." I fumble to words, to any response. I've never considered myself beautiful. My almost platinum blonde hair was weirdly natural and my blue eyes where so light they sometimes seemed to reflect clouds. But beautiful? No.