Codename Anastasia Fanfic Novels & Stories

I never knew that Antonio was with me because of that. He made me believe that he genuinely loves me. I gave him all my heart. How could be betray me like this? "No, you are my mate, you can't do this to me." "Let me make this official," he looked at me menacingly, stepping closer to me. "I Antonio Greg, reject you, Anastasia Liam as my mate." he spat coldly and I felt my wolf collapse in pain. My heart clenched with pains, I was hesitating to accept the rejection but he gripped my neck roughly and forced me to accept it.

Not that it was a lie…well, the part about them being in love and him bending a knee was a lie. Garcia’s eyes widened at the first part of her sentence, and Jacob shifted uncomfortably in his seat. He touched his nose repeatedly, a nervous habit of his. “A terrible breakup, huh?” Garcia asked with her mouth wide open. She didn’t need a sorcerer to tell her it was Jacob she was talking about. She just couldn’t believe how the words easily rolled off Anastasia's lips. “Yes. I was at a terrible place then, and Tristian practically saved me.” Anna turned to Tristian and stared at him with the most convincing love eyes. He brought his eyes down and stared at her, putting on a show for the Wades.

" Yes, she is your mate. But I don't know where or what family she belongs. I'm just worried to you , to us. What if their pack attack us because you kidnapped her." I can't understand what they are saying. Whose being kidnapped? What is that mate about? The pack? " But mom, Anastasia is my mate . It doesn't matter what family she has. She belongs only to me." I immediately got up when I heard my name. I looked around, the interior designs were different, the cabinet was different, the window was different, and the paint color was different. Everything was unfamiliar to me because it is not my room. I tried to think about what was going on. How I got to this place? Who's that people outside?

I wouldn't be immune to it until my Luna ceremony. "You are MINE!" He carried on with his rant. "You are mine to use, mine to abuse, mine to kill, do you understand?" I carefully nodded, fighting the tears that wanted to stream down my face. "I will NOT put ip with you being disrespectful, Beta's daughter or not. Do you understand me Anastazie?" He all but growled into my ear. I nodded again but something shocked me, how did he know who I was? Better yet how did he know my name? Almost like he read my mind he chuckled.

Chapter Twenty Seven Ashton’s POV After coming back home with Anastasia , a girl I met in Paris who had a way of cheering me up, I decided to put my all into forgetting Marg for good. Haven been introduced to sex she too began to take care of my sexual needs as well all in the bid to trick my body and my mind to forget Marg.

Instead, I will keep that a secret and move on, but I am yet to figure out what Anastasia is to me—not just a sex buddy. She is still wondering why Sandra called me, but I'm always changing the topic. That’s why she is giving me the side eye as she sorts out the documents from my desk. She isn’t only giving me an angry and blank expression; she is also doing something on purpose. The skirt she has on today is fucking seductive, and it’s the first time she’s wearing it. Anastasia is quite aware of the consequences of wearing inappropriate clothes, but she seems to have a motive because she keeps throwing down some of the documents on purpose and picking them up slowly, revealing her red pants

Just how? Anastasia couldn't possibly do it. She had to give her brother hope, somehow. Even if it required lying to him. “No, she's not.” She replied, looking out the car window. “I mean, as far as I know, she doesn't vibe with other guys the way she does with you and Yomi.” “How sure are you?” “Ninety-nine point nine percent sure. I can vouch for Idara any day, any time. Trust me.”

Ruining Denali to avenge Anastasia for her ruin after her mother and my bastard father. “Now,” TJ announces, disgustingly. “For the main event.” “Not yet.” Anastasia’s voice rings out, indicating that she and probably the two other thugs were already here, waiting. Fuck, this bitch was sick enough to actually want to sit here and watch TJ and his friends ruin Denali. But could I expect any less from someone who was willing to use their own child as a pawn? “Before that,” Anastasia continues, beginning to move. “We should get some pictures for her loving husband.”

Anastasia tried to open her eyes, but she couldn't. An invisible restraint had made her body unable to move. A few minutes in the fire had made her relieve her past life. "Do you want a boy or a girl, Liam?" Ana asked dreamily. "It doesn't matter as long as it's our baby sweetheart," He said and pulled her closer, looking at her affectionately. She smiled and rested her head on his chest. "I love you, Liam," She said and looked at his beautiful face. "I love you too…more than anything in this world" He replied and locked his lips with hers.

“You’re distracted by Anastasia. Be careful, Alexei.” I wanted to argue. I didn’t want Darius interfering with what I felt. I knew I had to stay focused on my goal. But my instincts wouldn’t lie—there was something about Anna that pulled me in. “She feels familiar,” I admitted quietly. “I already told you—when you were head of the Bastorin Academy, Anastasia studied there. Not for long. Then you were framed, and… you know how it ended.” “But this feels different, Darius.” “Different how? There’s nothing between you. She hates you. Her father died because of you and Yuri.”