Anya Forger Grown Up Novels & Stories

There was no sign of recognition. Aaryan went closer and knelt in front of her. "Ananya, I am Aaryan. Three years ago..." Ananya suddenly screamed. She threw the doll at Aaryan. "Go! Get out of here! You’re a ghost! You eat babies!" Tasnim hugged Ananya. Aaryan backed away. Tears were in his eyes. It felt as if someone was twisting a knife in his chest. "I came to ask for forgiveness, Ananya. I didn't know..."

Angela, who is smiling brightly and still so young. "Anne, it turns out that your daughter has inherited your pretty face. I am very lucky and happy to have met him. Maybe he can replace you. I must be able to get and have Angela Virendra." Fergus smiled contentedly. "I will not let go of your daughter. Neither you nor your daughter can be mine; if you can't be mine, then no one else can have you. You better get annihilated!" Fergus shouted and laughed eerily. ***

Apparently, I was a heartless, self-absorbed monster who never considered my mother’s feelings. Everyone condemned me for being ungrateful to my family, while sympathizing with Jean for raising two children, only for one of them to throw his life away. Feeling exhausted inside out, I left her to go to Tanner. It was only then that I realized Tanner had turned to gambling under the pressure of being unable to keep up with his coursework. The factory boss who planned to fund my education was no dummy. Upon learning that I had changed my name, he did a little digging and found out the truth about college.

Gorlann wiped away the girl's tears and took her by the hand. "Wh-where are we going?" Anaria squeaked. "Back to camp," Gorlann rumbled as he pulled her along the wooded trail. "There you will get your reward from me." Goose bumps erupted along Anaria's arms, and they weren't just due to the night's chill. The girl had a feeling that whatever 'reward' the brutal gladiator had in mind, it wouldn't be desirable. She had already watched her poor mother get raped before being given away to a band of Xokothi slaves. She had even been forced to say goodbye to her father, left for dead, tied to a tree. This man who held her under his thumb was a monster, and any 'reward' he might have for her would

“Your brother is an excellent forger when motivated.” “Why would he do that?” “Because I asked you something the night before you disappeared.” Elio lowers his voice. “Do you remember what it was?” The memory slams into me so hard I nearly trip on my stilettos. Moonlight on white sheets. Elio’s voice, uncharacteristically vulnerable: “Come away with me. Leave everything behind.” And my answer: “Yes.” “I remember,” I whisper. My throat is suddenly parched. “I meant that, you know. Every word”

“I am Layna, a healer from the east. My pack was slaughtered by rogues. I seek refuge.” The guards exchanged glances. Then, the scarred one sneered. “Another rogue begging for shelter?” He scoffed. “The Alpha doesn’t take in strays.” Ayla felt her fingers clench beneath the folds of her cloak. Though she had anticipated resistance, the sting of rejection burned just as deeply as it had all those years ago. “I am a healer,” she pressed, infusing her voice with a quiet desperation. “I can be of use to the pack.” The second guard, younger and leaner, frowned. “The Shadowfang Pack already has a healer,” he muttered.

She didn’t need a note to explain her permanent absence, and Ariana’s father hadn’t returned home till a few days afterwards. She remembers her younger self surviving off leftovers and water and looking after herself at school. That was probably the moment childhood slipped away as she was forced to mature ever since then. The fact that Ariana technically isn’t an orphan is hilarious because she’s felt like one for a damn long time. “Um, just tell him I said thanks and no, I don’t have a sugar daddy, and never mention my mother again.” Williams bites his lip. “Don’t you at least want to know—”

Making me realize the initial hunch that I have that they don’t know. “You know, while I was growing up in the orphanage I never quite belonged. And then I met you and Luna Athena and of course my father Dad Nori and things just felt right. Then, I think my Dad Nori felt what I felt when we saw each other like there was some connection between us, some invisible thread that pulled us together, that made him decide to adopt me. But then as I grew older, and things about my Dad’s past and Aunt Dana appeared only you all thought that she was my mom Lana at first. A void started to open in my heart, which made me feel that I didn’t deserve Anya. It was slowly eating me up and my Dad thought it w

"I hear her chuckle from the other end and suddenly she gets quiet. Hmm? What's wrong? "I will tell you, once you get back. So if you wanna hear how I manage to successfully trick dad, you must come back"Stupid kid, course I'll come back. I still want to be your older brother and annoy the heck out of you every day, I still haven't gotten enough time with you, even after all these years. "Of course, I will come back" I hang up quickly and head to my army base with Diego and Axel, I have said my farewell to my people and given more pep talk that's required of my warriors. Now all that's left is to face her.

~Matheau~ I heard my mother shout Alyce’s name and went running down the stairs. Alyce had been my best friend since she arrived in our pack. She hadn’t always been so mistreated. Overworked and treated like trash, yes, but the physical abuse hadn’t started until she was about 12 or 13 and her personality really started to shine through. Thankfully Aramyth came on her 13th birthday and has been able to help keep her strong the last 4, almost 5 years through it all. I jumped the last 3 stairs and growled as I watched Alyce pass out in my father’s arms, “I’m going to kill them one of these days, I swear it!”