Christian And Ana Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

They seem fixated on setting him up with the lady. Christan looked at his sons again. They must really like that lady. But since they’re setting him up with someone, his mind started wandering towards… Alena. That woman he’d been avoiding for weeks now. That woman he shared an indescribable night with. That woman who seemed to have no greed. He let out a huge breath before focusing on his kids again. Might as well just meet this lady and befriend her or something. As for dating someone, he would be more inclined to choose Alena. She did leave a good impression on him. There’s also a certain level of calm in her. And he would finally admit that he did experience immense fun and pleasure with

Christian stopped by Ana’s workspace, who was busy arranging her table. “Ana,” Christian called, and she startled, looking at him. “Y-yes sir,” She stammered. “In my cabin, right now.” He said in his domineering voice and left for his cabin. Ana quickly stood up and found all the eyes pinned to the closed cabin. “Hey, guys!!! Back to work right now.” She mouthed, glaring at them, and composed herself to face her ruthless boss again. She knocked at his cabin and heard a faint voice inviting her inside.

This was the person Ana called to defile Christy and make Tony hate her, she has called Willy to carry out her evil plans so that she can get Tony because no one would want to be with a victim of rape and she was hoping that he would take her away and never will anyone be able to locate her where about. Christy was a nobody that does not deserve to be with someone like him, he was hers and she sure was going to get him. Ana has always been jealous of Christy and was always wanting everything she has because she believes she is the only one that deserves anything that was good. If her plan was successful, she was sure that she would be able to seduce Tony and make him, her property, and Chris

Me, Anastasia, and Christian, who still has his fucking arm around her shoulder. “Nah, you wouldn’t do that. Right, Ana?” Christian shows her his dreamy smile, the one I’ve seen him use to charm women. “We get along, don’t we?” Was he trying to get himself killed? “Yeah,” she says readily, cheerfully, with that energy that I don’t like others to see. I don’t want others to see anything about her. Period. Fuck, I was going insane. She shouldn't be here. Fuck me.

Time blurred. The silence in the room deepened. Not empty— But full. Of everything unspoken. Of everything they refused to name. And when the moment settled— When the stillness returned— Christiana stepped back first. Her breathing uneven. But her expression? Controlled. Always controlled. Christiana,” he murmured, voice rough with need, “I’ve dreamed of this. Of you. Of us.”

"What?" Anana's smile became softer. "He spent years trying to prove himself to everyone." The answer caught Anastasia completely off guard. Her eyes widened. "Father did?" The idea sounded impossible. Lucien Kael… The Alpha God of War. Trying to prove himself? Anana laughed softly at the disbelief written all over her daughter's face. "Oh yes." Her eyes sparkled with amusement. "You'd be surprised." Anastasia frowned. "I don't believe that." "You should." Anana chuckled.

She came towards me and extended her hand. "Hi, myself Noori the youngest and cutest girl here " she smiled. "I can guess that. I have heard about you from Anam. I am Ayan. her friend and colleague " wow Ayan you just friend-zoned yourself I blocked my inner voice, which was right. I shake hands with the little girl and returned the smile. she gave me a knowing smile and sat on the bed beside anam. Stroking her head, she looked a little upset about Anam.

“That was your final chance Rudina, she will never let you out the house again. We won’t get a chance to meet up.” He sits on the bed and takes my good hand in his, the sparks flying over my skin. “You…” I didn’t know what to say. Amber had created this world and yet it sounded like Daryl and I were having an affair here. “Look, it’s okay. I will figure things out, but you have to keep up the pretence with Christian!” “Huh?” He doesn’t answer. We both hear the sounds of her shoes click clacking along the floor. “Where is she? Where is my dear sister?”

Chapter 3 ANNALISA Christiana’s fake smile cracked. "You can't be serious," she said, her voice trembling—this time with real agitation. Her eyes darted between us, wide and brimming with staged tears. "Antonio... I’m worried. She’s already lying about a pregnancy just to trap you—who knows what else she’ll do if you give her thirty days?" Antonio wrapped a hand silently across her waist, pulling her flush against him. It was a gesture of protection, one I had spent four years craving.

I begin to exclaim when Eros's words suddenly replay in my mind. Far from, darling. Just wait and see. "Fuck my life... that son of a bitch was right. It was real." I state, feeling as though a bucket of cold water has been thrown over me. "I'm guessing your referring to meeting with the Gods who marked you?" he asks, and I nod my head. "Yes, it's very real. Greek gods and angels are both real. Us angels, are descendants from the Greek Gods themselves. Here to aid them when they please." he begins to explain.