Anya Forger Cry Novels & Stories

"Real ones. Not the forged templates you bought from the transit hub. It contains a registered birth certificate under a new name, a clean social security file, and the title deed to the apartment building you're currently renting above this shop. I bought it from the landlord this morning through a human shell company." Evelyn stared at the envelope, her breath catching. "Why would you do this?" "Because you're carrying the future of our line, even if that future never sees the Silvercrest mountains," Thomas said, his voice dropping into a solemn, sacred tone that belonged to the old ways of the wolves. He stood up, fastening the buttons of his wet coat. "And because I owed you an apology f

Bit's and parts of her body were wrapped in the same tape while one of her legs looks like it's been shot at the ankle, her lip was torn and bleeding and the other 4 girls couldn't stop their tears. "Didn't I tell you stop trying. My customers wouldn't like that about you, we've got to fix that right sweetie? There isn't an escape for you. In this huge place, you can't ask anyone for help. What are you going to do against 300 strong, aggressive, ruthless men?."Azzrail bent down to stare and the fallen girl, he grabs her by her hair and pushes her face down to the floor hard, he repeats it a few more times, slashing her face to the hard concrete ground and I can't help but look away. He lifts

When the song changed to Quit Playing Games With My Heart, Abigail squealed. “This is my favorite song.” She explained excitedly. “Really? I couldn’t tell.” He said, smirking. “I’m Azria by the way.” “I like your name. I have never heard anything like that before. I’m Abigail.” Azria twirled her around the gym for the next 3 songs. They were sweaty and out of breath by the end of the 3rd song.

He begs. But she's gone. “Mom, please,” he begs and I hear his sobs rise as my heart aches all over. I close my eyes, and a tear falls. I open them to the sound of the door creaking. Thorne enters, his face somber. Little Damian turns to him, tears streaming down. Thorne rushes to embrace him on seeing his state. “She's gone,” my younger self says, sobbing. “Oh, Freya,” Thorne sighs and I hear younger Damian's sobs fill the room.

The soothing water cascading down my skin is a welcome respite from the emotional turmoil that had consumed me moments before. After a brief interval, I emerged from the water, enveloped myself in a plush towel, and proceeded to dry off. With a contented grin, I surveyed the garments that my grandmother had thoughtfully found for me, feeling grateful for her kindness and eager to put them on. The simple act of getting dressed in comfortable clothes was a small but significant step towards reclaiming my sense of self and finding my footing once again. ‘Nathalia I'm so sorry we couldn't meet under better circumstances, but I am your wolf Aneira’. I entirely understand Aneira, and I am thankful

"Aunt Anna, I'm busy right now…" "Theron, where is Cerys?" Anna’s voice was strained with worry. "I haven't seen her in five days. The Blood Moon Festival is almost here. She shouldn't be absent." "She's throwing a tantrum," Theron said, his voice sharp with irritation. "She's jealous of Lilith hosting the festival, so she's disappeared for attention." "That's not like her. Cerys would never…" "She's always been a manipulative liar," Theron cut her off harshly. "Look, I have a case to deal with."

Like me, he looked nervous and excited. Despite my promise not to cry, the moment I saw his eyes well with tears, I knew there was no way I could stop the sobs coming from my throat. But I was glad no tears were falling. I walked the longest walk of my life as flashbacks of everything I went through ran through my head. I thought from the moment I was born, the Goddess had forgotten me, that I was meant to be alone and unloved for the rest of my life. That every ounce of happiness I would feel had to be paid back with many tears and agonies.

"I wanted to tell you, but weren't you dead?" Mom's whole body stiffened, and she slowly let go of me. Dad's face went pale as he asked, "Rena, when did your memory come back?" "I never forgot." I smiled bitterly. "Do you know how much willpower it takes not to be hypnotized? The hypnotist tied me to a chair, but I dug my nails into my palms until the skin broke, and I bit my tongue until it bled. Do you know how scared I was back then?"

The girl looks back and she saw her duplicate Ariana Ferrer. Anika tightly closes her eyes and prays that what's she saw was a dream. A dream she wanted to forget. From afar, Ergo set a wide smirk on his face. "Welcome to the future, Anika!" He murmured after disappearing in thin air. ~~~~~~~~~~~The End~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Pabonya was not satisfied with Becky's version of apology. Sitonik was up standing, “Sorry for interrupting my dear. If I may, I would say something. It is very rare to find a woman who can speak with such, boldness, honesty and sincerity. It is also unusual for anybody to accept that he or she had been wronged leave alone ask for forgiveness.”