Annora Petrova Novels & Stories

I barked. I saw her flinch. She squared her shoulders, and then Anna told me what I needed to know - the most important thing about her. “I am Anna Peterson, the heir to the throne of Arkadia.”

She had wanted to feel free for just one night, to glide beneath the water, to hear the old song echo from her throat. But she wasn’t alone. Serena had seen her. The realization had hit Nivera like a stone in the gut. It was a fleeting glimpse, yes—but it was enough. Serena had seen her shift, had seen her eyes, her shimmer, the silver mark beneath her collarbone. And Serena wasn’t just anyone. She was Alexandro’s wife. The bride of the most dangerous Alpha in the land. Nivera stopped pacing and clutched the edge of the desk, her knuckles white. What if Serena told him? What if Alexandro already knows? What if Valerian finds out I’ve exposed myself?

Either that or she was just delusional. Seeing the disbelief on Annika's face, Linda approached her and slapped her. "Alpha Nikolas is not Grigory, Annika. You forget your place; you are just a worker here. Watch your tongue when you address your Luna, or I will personally discipline you," she said. I was shocked.

Nick walked out immediately, rubbing his forehead in agony and shame, he didn't have far to go, we had officers waiting on the outside for him also. I take my seat in the boss' chair, smiling, I looked around the table. "Hello gentlemen, my name is Camila Clair Camorra, I am your CEO" I say leaning back and watching their faces go from shocked to very impressed. Elijah smiles at me in adoration, he's so handsome!. But what are the odds, I'm the villain in everyone else's story except his.

- Zero. "Are you ready?" Annalia quickly shuts off her cell phone, even though she is startled and attempting not to show any hint of it. "Sure, let's go." Annalia lets out a sigh. They hop in the car, ready to go home. After a long silence, Antonio chuckles, "One of the staff members spotted us in the Viking earlier and asked me if you're an actress since he saw you fooling me." Annalia only grinned tightly at him before turning to face the window. Yes, Antonio, I'm a more highly skilled actress than you ever imagined.

the woman announced as she walked behind him and kissed his neck, she smiled as she looked at us, she stayed leaning near Arimas whilst he played with her hair "I'm Thomas Birch, of the Unitaur coven, and ...." "Wait didn't you say you were from black wolf?" the woman insisted standing up straight now, even Arimas sat up straight. "No, he said we had just come from there, we were only visiting" I corrected "I'm Anastasia, queen of the seven kingdoms" Arimas stood up so fast I thought he might get whiplash, he put his drink down on the table near the sofa and started buttoning his shirt, I wanted to laugh at the sight

"I asked the manager of this guesthouse I'm staying in. An older woman, from Eastern Europe. Her name is Petrova." I heard Anya take a sharp breath. "Petrova? As in, the family who owns this building? The Petrova Guesthouse?" "Yes. Why? Do you know them?" "Know them? Alex, the Petrovas are a legend in my field. Russian émigrés from the late seventies. Arrived with nothing, built a small empire of properties in this district. Extremely private. Reclusive. The matriarch, the grandmother, was a fascinating woman. A storyteller, a keeper of old secrets. She died about ten years ago. The current Mrs. Petrova is her daughter-in-law, I believe." Anya's words came faster now, tinged with the excitem

I need to remind myself who I’m about to walk into. I open the browser and type his name. Kai Petrova. The first result is a Wikipedia page. I click it. ‘Kai Petrova is an American entrepreneur and designer, founder of Petrova Design Group. In 2020, he was involved in a car accident that resulted in the death of his younger sister, Lily Petrova (14), and left him paralyzed from the waist down. He has since withdrawn from public life.’ There’s a photo at the top. It’s old. From before the accident.

I approached the guarded gate with no resemblance to that shy girl who'd been cast out. The two Beta guards, towering wolves both with Damon's cold eyes, immediately sighted me. "Well, well, well. Look what the wind blew back," sneered one. "The rejected Omega. See her still hanging around. Are you alive, little Annie?" "I need to see Alpha Damon," I said, trying to show confidence, although I was nothing but a shy, weak woman. The second guard laughed and clapped me on the shoulder with a heavy hand. "You really think the Alpha has time for something as hopeless as you? He's with Luna Cassandra, planning the expansion of the pack! Get lost before we have to drag you away!"

I shrugged. "Never," he countered. "We'll see about that," I stated confidently. "Congratulations to you both, Margaret and Vladivostok. Keep her happy." Vladimir smiled as he was done talking. "Next is Annika, his best friend." Nikolai crooned as he took the microphone. I could swear he introduced Annika as Vladiv's best friend to spite Vladiv because when he did he looked over at Vladiv with a smirk tugging the side of his lips. She walked up the stage and after muttering a 'thank you' to Nikolai she started her speech.