Codename Anastasia Ao3 Novels & Stories

The anal plug made every contraction more intense. Marcus snarled, thrusting deep and holding himself there as he exploded. Thick, hot ropes of cum flooded my womb, pulse after pulse, so much it leaked out around his shaft. “Take every drop,” he groaned, grinding deep. “Breed that forbidden little pussy.” We stayed locked together, panting. He finally removed the blindfold. His eyes burned with dark satisfaction as he looked down at my flushed, tear-streaked face. But then we both froze.

I just wanted to be busy because my mind wandered off to Killian at any opportunity it got. The more the thought of him crept into my mind, the more haunted I was. "You can help me with the pastries," he replied. After five hours of incessant work, we were finally done. I rushed back to have a quick shower and in no time I was back at the main building. Anastasia was all dolled up. She was wearing a red backless mini leather dress that pushed up her boobs and barely covered her butt. While her shoe was a pair of black Chanel heels.

I glared at him for a few more uncomfortable seconds before I walked past him. I ripped the robe away from Elara hands as I walked past her and put it on; concealing my naked body. I continued to walk past them and headed back down the path we took to get here. I ignored the looks of the other witches that were outside doing gardening and just being nosy. I continued walking down the path that lead to Anastasia’s home and I didn’t stop walking until I reached her doorstep. Anastasia’s POV The words hit me like a physical blow, completely stealing the air from my lungs. What did she mean she seen our fates intertwined? Why would the moon goddess do this? He’s a Lycan!

Anestra let go of the blade with a shriek, withdrawing her blackened hand. While Anestra was distracted, Cory quietly inched her hands towards her fallen quiver, reaching for two arrows and the Amber Bow. Hayden swung the Sword over his head and brought it towards the Sorceress’ neck, meaning to behead her but the sword stopped in midair, mere inches from Anestra’s neck. Anestra’s eyes were bulging as she used her might to stay the Vermillion Sword. Hayden gritted his teeth, pushing the sword against Anestra’s invisible barrier. The Sword ignited again, burning with a bright blue flame even hotter this time. Anestra grimaced, leaning away from the heat as she pulled one of her own poison qui

I guess it makes sense, since Calliope was the one shielding her. The moment we are all inside, Anastasia looks right at Angie and she lets out a hiss. "Angelina Blackwood. What have you done?" She demands with all the authority from the magic of ages held inside her. Her aura radiates off her, and even I wouldn't even be able to answer if she ever looked at me like this.

He noticed new paintings of half-clad curvy women without heads on the wall as he looked closely. "Your new taste is good," he said, admiring the dark paintings. "Anastasia inspired it, I didn't like it for the first time but became in love with it after studying it closely for some time. She is such a beauty," Alpha Lyons replied with total admiration in his eyes. Rex scoffed before his lips curved in a grin. Anastasia was his father's youngest Mistress that always offered herself to him whenever he came around unknown to his father who kept her in high esteem. Rex knew tonight wasn't going to be any different from other nights and he was looking forward to it, he couldn't wait to run his f

Her bodyguard fixes his eyes on me and if looks could kill, I would have turned into ashes but two can play the game, so I shoot him one of mine. “I'm going to kill you.” He mouths before stepping into the car and driving her away. Do I follow her? I shake my head at the intrusive thought. If Anastasia wants space, she wants it. I've already locked her in. She should be a free bird tonight. With a sigh, I turn and make my way back into the house, trying to ignore my beating heart which I'd thought was dead. Anastasia is a thief. And she's not only a thief, but a worm too.

“I want you to refine it. Maybe consult Miss Isolde.” “How do I know that the USB doesn’t contain a virus or a tracker once I open it?” I smiled faintly. “Don’t you have something more conventional, like blueprints?” “When I offer a partnership, I never doubt my associates, Miss Anastasia.” His gaze locked onto mine. “I already have profiles on them, down to their favorite foods.” Was he joking? Or bragging? “You know my favorite food?” I asked calmly, though it was a challenge. “You don’t have one,” he replied immediately. “But you like hot chocolate—no sugar.”

And if Damon Sorrentino thought I was gonna give in so easily for him , he has another thing coming D A M O N “ Anastasia Gilbert “ I was in my villa , sitting in my desk , my blouse’s buttons were opened , a glass of bourbon in my hand , muttering Anna’s name It felt like a melody She had me wrapped around her finger , for now . I can’t wait to break her , it won’t be easy I could tell , she is strong , it was obvious But I will break her I will make her submit to me , and obey me She will discover the real pleasure with me . I will cherish her and drown her in the depth of my desires and pleasure I will introduce her to a new world , a world she wishes she knew earlier And then I will have

On our way there, we saw her standing in the middle of the hallway, staring at a locker. "Anna, we've been looking for you," I said to her when we were close enough. She did not respond. "Bro, isn't this her locker? Mason asked me. "Yeah. Why do you ask?" He pointed to it. That's when I noticed the spray paint with the statement on it. It said 'you are trying me, Siromani. Do not mess with what is bigger than you'. "What kind of psycho is this?" I asked. "I don't know," I heard Anna say.