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Each books has two copies for her and Eliot, and for Mary. "We will go here first." She showed the first book and read the title. "Code99: The Promised." "Can you read the plot first please?" Eliot said. "Alright." Anastasia agrees before opening the book and clears her throat. "Working as an agent is already tiring as it is but having a secret relationship with your co-agent tops it all. Denver doesn't know how long could he take the pressure of being the ace of their agency and if it weren't for Stella, his co-agent and the love of his life, he would have left the agency a long time ago. But it only takes a matter of time before his love puts them both in danger." She reads before closing

She didn't mind though. Her embrace was just like a warm blanket after a cold winter. "Hush, hush little girl. Your grandmother is here now," she cooed softly and pressed her cheek against Emily's head to comfort her. "I will never leave you again." Ms. Anastasia, who had returned home from Saintmau a while ago, started reading the book Exorcism: Eldritch Werewolf as soon as she arrived. She wanted to find out how she could become a werewolf and how she could stop herself from becoming a vargulf.

*Bruno* Through the frost-laced glass, Anastasia looked like a figure in a painting—small, red, and alone. Her shawl was pinched tight around her neck, a splash of crimson against the garden's pale marble and ice-bitten hedges as she retreated one slow step at a time .Her breath hung in the cold like smoke, her movements stiff, like every part of her was holding something in—pain, secrets, the weight of a crown too heavy for her shoulders.

I whispered, casting a spell to ensure that not even the faintest sound would escape the confines of my chamber. … As the sun painted the sky with hues of gold, Anastasia defied her instinct to escape and instead sought solace in my embrace. With a mischievous grin adorning her face, she playfully etched her thoughts onto my chest, her delicate fingers leaving a trail of secrets. "Darling," she whispered. I coughed, caught off guard by her sudden boldness. "What?!" Anastasia pouted, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. "Easy there," I cautioned.

Her blood boiled, jealousy twisting her features into a mask of fury. As the echo of their footsteps faded down the stairs, Anastasia darted forward, her gown's train snagging briefly on the carpet. She burst into the room uninvited, eyes wild, scanning the vanity. The ashtray smoldered, flames still licking the edges of the half-burned file—salvageable, if she acted fast. "No," she hissed through clenched teeth, lunging for the crystal dish. Her manicured fingers plunged into the ash, ignoring the sting of heat as she snatched the charred remnants. Pages blackened but intact in the center fluttered free: key clauses, signatures, dates—enough to unravel everything.

The classical music flowing through Vlad’s grand hall sounded like a death march in my ears. The room was filled with monsters in tailored suits. And the women? Their smiles were as sharp as knives. Nathaniel’s grip on my waist was the only thing keeping me grounded, even though it felt suffocating. Every eye was on me. Anastasia Lancroft. A division leader is now bearing her fangs and strength. Nathaniel didn’t let go of me for a second. From the moment we entered, he positioned himself as both my shield and my jailer.

His veins popped as he spoke, and his eyes darkened, indicating his anger. “Oh, Jacob. No one would have believed me a year ago. Who would believe a poor and powerless girl? No one would.” Anna replied, and her eyes suddenly lit up. “But, I am no longer that poor and powerless girl, Jacob. I am now Anastasia Reyes, wife to the richest man in Australia. Who wouldn’t believe me now?” She laughed at the terrified look on Jacob’s face when he realized she was right. “Does this mean that Tristian knows?” He asked, and Anna shook her head.

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.

Those things were weak and even their muscles couldn’t save them from a wolf's attack. "Haha!" Nathan laughed with a grinning face with a hand over his mouth. She was more fascinating than they gave credit for. Beautiful, yes. Sexy, yes. Interesting that he just wanted to own? Yes. Anastasia Robie was a wild cat he only just began to desire. Nathan had a knack for wanting to tame things. Right now, the glare in her eyes was making his heart beat faster and faster. Beautiful! Very beautiful! Now he saw what he saw in her.

“Haven’t you said it before?” “Yes, but maybe they don’t remember and reading this will make them understand this book better. So yes,” She is suddenly facing the wall beside her, “I want you guys to read the first book. ‘Asteria: The Fey King’s Mate’. It’s exclusively on N******t, so I couldn’t upload it here. I am sorry for that, I really am but this will make you understand a lot of things better and I hope you like it.”