Annora Petrova Novels & Stories

Grabbing the microphone, Anna lifted the book over her head. “Sorry to interrupt, but this is very important,” She said with Nate at her side. “I’m Anna Berger Steine of Steine and Steine Publishers in the U.S. and this is Dr. Nathanial Braverman, author of Vashti’s Daughter.” Many boos greeted them in response.

Bethel was frantically pacing the edge of the arena, releasing distress pheromones as she watched her chosen alpha struggle. The challenge results appeared on the ceremonial fire, with my name blazing brightest as lead challenger. Amid howls and triumphant cries, I shifted back to human form, shaking out my long hair as my battle armor reformed around me. "By the Moon Goddess! That female actually won! Anna? Who is she? How have we never noticed her before?" "She's the legendary shadow fighter from the eastern territories. Haven't you heard the whispers?" "Such power in an omega! I would offer my throat to her!"

He was grayish colored and a smoke-like substance billowed around him. "Hurry or not I have all the time in this world or the next," he muttered. Against my better judgment, I approached him and sat in the chair provided. "I am Niamh Petrova, daughter of Nikolai Petrova and I am here to bring back my marked mate Lucian Sokolov. He was taken under false claims …well all but the toxin he was infected with by the moon Goddess," I said assuredly and his soulless eyes followed after me giving me goosebumps.

They had never seen wealth like this. Elena Petrova, 22, from Russia — tall, pale-skinned with icy blue eyes and full breasts. Aisha Rahman, 23, from Malaysia — petite but curvaceous with golden-brown skin and long black hair. Isabella Costa, 24, from Brazil — athletic with sun-kissed skin, dangerous curves, and a wild spirit. The party started civilized — champagne, caviar, laughter. But as the night deepened, Victor’s true intentions emerged.

Anna and Devora grabbed the dresses and immediately hid behind the arena wall. "Game! We're ready!" Devora shouted, while her hands are on her waist. They were already wearing dresses that further elevated their beauty. Devora is wearing a yellow mini dress and Anna is wearing a blue floral print dress. They look like flowers on the top of the mountain that the moon and sun can't help but stare at them.

She cackled and intentionally stepped on my feet. I groaned in pain and managed to stand up. “Alpha finally dumped her for me, and now she's salty,” Tracy spat out. “Brianna, you have to see her face when he rejected her. What a silly goof!” She hissed. Brianna shrieked excitedly, flashing her hands in the air. “Wow, Lena, you are really done for. You can't keep a man, you lost your mom, and your father couldn't even live long enough to take care of us. You must be bad luck,"

He held on to my right shoulder, so I turned to face him. "Will you take your hand off my shoulder or I'll turn you into a mouse?" I raised my left eyebrow, glaring at his cold yet undeniably handsome face. "Whoops!" He immediately took his hand off my shoulder. "You two! What are you waiting for?" The guard on the table called us. He's looking at me from head to toe right now. I quickly walk towards him and say, "My name is Alenna Delevigne from the city of Nalaknabak. I'm a..."

Of course, before she can even finish her sentence our moment is interrupted by one of my warriors as his voice fills my head through the link. “Alpha. We've found a girl on our lands. She claims not to be a Rogue and doesn't smell like one either but, she's refusing to tell us her name. Said she'll only speak to you. We weren't sure if we should take her to the cells or not because of our guests.” Nathen is a fairly new warrior but already he's proving to be a good one, but right now, I just want to knock him the fuck out for ruining the moment.

"If I had known she was carrying..." "If you had known, you would have chained her to your penthouse like a prize breeding wolf," Nikolai sneered, his Lycan aura expanding outward, heavy and suffocating, forcing Alexander’s own beast to submit to the older lineage. "You didn't love the omega, Vance. You loved your own power. But the woman sitting inside my house right now? She is the Sovereign of the Petrova Syndicate. She commands three international shipping lines and an underground network that could choke your supply chains by Monday morning. She doesn't need your billions. And she certainly doesn't need your permission."

The referee held the microphone to his mouth and spoke, “The Arena Winner is Japan’s very own ITO NANAKO!!!” “The battle today was spectacular! It was truly unexpected that both arenas would have winners that took out their opponents with a single blow! Both the winners are qualified for the finals!” “Firstly, our contestant from Oskia, Ms. Aurora Quinton! Previously she defeated her opponent, Joanna from Brazil! Once again, she has showcased her ability to defeat her opponents in a single strike! Amazing performance!”