Anya Forger Grown Up Novels & Stories

“New York, actually. My dad’s business is there. You could say I’m running.” “Ah yes, the silver spoon gets shoved in your face and the first thing you want to do is run from it.” She chuckled, but there wasn’t bitterness or judgement in her words. More amusement than anything. “So, what does daddy dearest want you to do?” I took a couple bites of food, watching the traditional dancing happening on the dance floor. “Wants me to grow up and take over.” “Well fuck that!” I laughed and looked back at her. “You aren’t going to tell me that it’s my responsibility as the first born to step up and I should be an adult?”

His forgotten Luna Ariana couldn't still get over what happened that night. She was really so Obsessed to pay Alpha theo back for what he did to her. He spoiled her innocent self now just take a look at her. She had already been abused. She's no longer that sixteen year old girl she was Back then. She had changed and she promised to pay back those people who spoiled her Life. Queen Sarah is the most number one person who she really needs to get rid of. Alpha Theo is the second one. The person who's giving her this trauma guess what? She heard it clearly. She heard when they were saying that she was pregnant.

Now, with her father missing and presumed dead, there were some questions of what would be done with Avera under her new status as a ward of the state. "Avera! Oh, you're back, child! Where have you been?" said the kind faced lady, sobbing as she squeezed her. "It's alright, Annetta. I'm alright," she said, and her face fell against the woman's shoulder. "It's okay. I'm back now," she reiterated, perhaps assuring herself more than her caretaker. "I'm sorry. I just... needed some space." She was relieved to feel the gentle embrace of a familiar friend, and her face relaxed into a smile as she collapsed in the lady's plump arms, the tears flowing freely from their eyes.

She said pointedly before she left the room. Before Rana went to sleep that night, Ethiara came to her room. “Enara, I’m sorry about dad earlier. You must have been shocked by his behavior,” she said worriedly. “Don’t worry, sister. I’ll try my best to win back mom and dad’s affection.” She said with a determined smile. “I’m no longer the foolish eighteen-year-old Enara that they used to know. I’ve grown up.” Rana shared about her life in New York to Ethiara.