Codename Anastasia Fanfic Novels & Stories

completing her sentence, Ana exited the vehicle, leaving Jackson with a void in his heart that he smothered with a pursed lip. "I need to establish a place in your home before gaining entry to your heart," Jackson reasoned while maintaining his good mood before exclaiming, "All right, Anastasia. Good night!" Anastasia gave him a soft grin and waved her hand before entering her flat, which was more akin to a top-floor penthouse. Though she was only in New York for a short time, she preferred to stay in cozy surroundings, and she required room for her paintings. As soon as she opened the door, Sky rushed to her and began kissing her face. "You silly boy, didn't I tell you not to lick me when I

Anastasia sat up, her gaze landed on the tall fruit tree and she briskly climb it up before plucking out some dry dates and jumping down again. "Still... I suggest we go back." There was pleading in Anne's voice, causing Anastasia to roll her eyes. "Anne, I don't know if you understand or not, but I. AM. NOT. GOING. BACK," Anastasia resists the urge to yell. "See..." Anne was about to say something when her tone suddenly changed. "I can smell some scents..." She whispered vigilantly. "And they are not the from the pack." Taking a bite of the date in her hand, Anastasia licked the juice on her lips and shook her head. "No worries, they can't do anything to us."

Caesar gave her a brief glance before picking up another report. Anastasia's face became rigid with anger, but she struggled to not burst out. She had to be patient with Caesar. Knowing him, it wouldn't take long to get him hot again. She walked to the door, and instead of going out, she swiped the card, and it locked. She drew down the blinds and smiled. She walked over to him and didn't give him a chance to talk before crushing her mouth on his. She kissed him and nibbled on his neck as she unbuttoned his suit jacket and slid it over his shoulders.

“What do you want from me? You’ve already ruined my life, and now Howard is going to divorce me too.” Anastasia let out a chilling laugh, her eyes glinting with malice. “You can run away from him all you want, but there’s something that will always keep him tied to you, so he can't be mine fully.” Her words sent a shockwave through me, leaving me stunned. What did she mean? I knew she was Howard's adopted sister, but I could never understand the depth of their connection or why it seemed so twisted.

I just couldn’t wrap my head around the fact that someone, a member of this pack would be so cruel to the extent that they would act as an ally to people who want to ruin our people and make sure that we go out of existence. Does the perosn think that they would let him or her live after everything? After knowing so much about them? What exactly did they promise that person and why was he so hell bent on helping the humans to ruin us. I walked in to the room lost in thoughts as I sighted Anastasia on the bed shivering terribly. “Anastasia, what are you doing here and why is your body so hot?” I hissed as I touched her body or tried to cause she was burning up.

Anna slipped her hand away from his hold, stepping further away, her cheeks red. Rolling his eyes, Leone turned to see Alessandro standing behind him, a smug smirk on his face like he had intentionally interrupted them. Anna’s eyes remained fixed on the tall guy who now stood behind Leone. His hair was a dark shade of red, his eyes black in color. He also possessed a great physique, his face perfectly sculpted—he was handsome. It appeared that every one of Leone’s friends was incredibly handsome. Her face reddened upon realization that he had caught them standing with no distance between each other. She had nothing to say but hide behind Leone.

Just then, I realized that it is late in the night now, and hence explains why. Behind Anthony is a sneering Owen. My eyes center on him and after, he growls out loud, his speed increasing as he runs towards Anastasia, wanting to drink from her. My eyes glow briefly, just enough to cause an annoying ring in his head. It dampens his little monster and brings back the sane part of him. "Both of you, to your room now." I tell and nodding at the same time, they leave. I turn to the wall. "Anastasia is my mate. Sooner than later, she would drink my blood, and it would be more than once." That is my final reply to Kira. She isn't in a shape anymore, but now within the aura.

~ Anyssa's Pov ~ I clung to the sheets as soon as Ronan stood up. Those were the best hours of my life. “I need to shower,” he said. He kissed me and strutted off to the bathroom. A notification popped up on his phone, and I turned toward where it lay. ‘Unknown number: How many more times do I have to beg you to be mine? Yet you're probably in bed with that psycho who can't even remember her own memories or the fact that she's a murderer.’

he murmured, brushing a strand of her hair off her shoulder, “but we both know you can’t live without me.” Anastasia smirked, tilting her head back to meet his gaze. “Maybe,” she said, “Or maybe I stay because I enjoy watching you suffer when I flirt with other men.” Luciano laughed, “God help any man who tries to flirt back,” he joked. Anastasia laughed again, resting her head against his shoulder, and they looked so perfect together. “Come, moy lyubimyy,” she purred, tugging at his sleeve. “Enough talk. Dance with me before I find someone else to do it better.”