Annora Petrova Novels & Stories

I mentally facepalm. "Angela?" our moments suddenly cut off after someone called her name. I turned my gaze to where the voice came from and right there...I see a woman standing in our direction. She looks around twenty-three to twenty-seven, good physic, has honey tanned skin, short black hair, and indeed has a beautiful face. She was looking at us, curiosity was evident on her face. "Bel! Come here!" Angela spoke excitedly to the woman named Bel. Angela put three glasses and juice in the jar on the wooden table. Bel immediately approached our direction.

he says as we make our way towards the other trainees who got selected. I just give him a polite smile to say that i am ok with it. He introduced me to 25 trainees. I already know orphalia, in short Li. All the others seems to be nice. Except one girl melanie, if her eyes are really capable of producing daggers, then i would have been dead by now. She, apparently is the daughter of an Alpha of a pack near by.

“ My name is Annabelle. Nice to meet you, Mrs. Trentino, “ she greeted. I couldn’t help but feel jealous. She was the woman Nikolai had thought about calling first when trouble came knocking on the door. I wondered whether they were sleeping together or if there was chemistry between them. I was very intimidated by her but I didn’t show her. I outstretched my hand to greet her but she pulled me to her body and hugged me. “ Thank you for having us, Annabelle. I know that this is a huge risk for you and I am very grateful.” I couldn’t help but say. She gave me an award-winning smile and rubbed my arm up and down. “ Anything for Nikolai and his people. This is not a hustle. I love helping. “ Sh

— Luciana knew that they were talking about the little girl. —Well, that makes me very happy, I think you already know most of them, so before starting the meeting, I'm going to introduce you to my beautiful daughter, the person in charge of the company, Luciana Brown, honey, this is Santiago O 'Brien — Santiago smiled as he finally knew who the beautiful woman was and extended his hand.

Her white eyes are teary and her face contorts into sadness as if she is in deep pain. “I…I…” she sobs. “I told you, my lord! I am Vanya Ikvir!” She sobs hard, looking scared and timid which makes Lavi growl. “You fu-” He starts to curse but Anna only wails louder. “I…I was only following your orders to spar with you!” She cries. “I am nothing but a s-slave from Soloma! I lost my Emperor and my lands to Ezealyra! I-I o-only want a proper h-h-ome a-a-and to serve you with all m-my hard work!”

And the man responsible sat directly across from me, legs spread, watching me with those icy grey eyes that seemed to cut right through my soul. Alexei Petrova. Forty-two years old. My father’s most hated rival. The man whose name was never spoken aloud in our house without curses and promises of violence. Six-foot-four of pure, carved menace in a tailored black dress shirt, the sleeves rolled up to expose powerful forearms covered in dark ink. A vicious scar sliced through his left eyebrow and trailed down his sharp jawline like a lightning bolt—ugly, brutal, and impossibly sexy in the worst possible way. His grey eyes held no mercy, only dark hunger.

ARIANNA “Mr. Voss,” the man called, recognition in his voice. “I finally see you around,” he stretched his hand forward, “I am Luca Vale.” “You keep the introduction to yourself,” Nikolai gritted, eyes locked onto me. “We are leaving, Arianna.” I scoffed, peering at him as I sat down and across, Nikolai showcased the exact reaction I wanted. A scowl reached his face quickly and his jaw flexed. “Arianna.”

The butler had announced their arrival, and we went out to greet them as they stepped out of the car. One by one, the six of them came out like gods and goddesses that owned every square inch of this house. There were four handsome men in suits and a girl, a very beautiful girl. She had black hair with grey highlights. Upon closer inspection, I noticed that she looked like the supermodel Serena, no wait, she was Serena. I was shocked, but I had to hide it. “The Vittelis, welcome to our humble abode”, my father smiled,, ah but where is the groom? And your parents? If I may”

“If there was an accident we would have heard about it, you are Maria Rodriguez, who doesn't know you and besides you don't have a single scratch on your body.” “You are right, I am Maria Rodriguez but you left one thing… Maria Rodriguez does not betray anyone.” Old Grandpa took in deep breaths turning to me. “I believe you, but these pictures say otherwise so until I find out what is going on, this matter remains silent.” I shook my head in disagreement. “I don't know how Allen got his hands on these pictures but for him to have these pictures, he must know about the accident.” “Maria would not cheat on you,” Adam defended. “She might not love you but she would never do something like that.