Novel & Cerita Codename Anastasia Novel Read Online

I may have failed to seduce Jace properly but I sure as hell succeeded in pissing him off enough that he would no longer be happy with Scarlet. "Scarlet, Scarlet." I tssked, "Let's see how you can manage to spread your wings after what I have done to you." I laughed as I kept walking but I did not care at the moment because, at this instance, I truly was crazy. Anastasia's Pov I pushed back the shivers I felt as I caressed my skin with the warm lotion. My body right now was extremely dry but it still didn't help the cold I felt deep down.

AUTHOR’S POV “Just a gentle reminder, you should probably add the latest Tesla Cyber truck to the douceur you will be giving me in five days,” Anastasia stared at the message with trembling hands, her breath shaky as she tried to process what she had just read. This was the third request in the space of one day. It wasn’t even the absurdity of the request that shocked her. It was the deadbolt realisation that Roman wasn’t trying to hide the fact that he wanted her caught.

" 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?

Claudia could make a sailor's ears bleed with her explosive temper. Preferring to daydream about tall, ripped and handsome, Anya let her mind drift while she absentmindedly blew on her hot chocolate. She wondered if Ash was thinking of her, and if his thoughts were amorous or murderous. She really had been there to vet him. Having heard Ash might be available for rent, her brother had sent her keen eye to the warehouse, along with several of his men. Thank god those guys hadn't seen her slip into the change room. Or go running back out like a scalded cat. Blue balls would have been the least of Ash's problems if her bother had gotten wind of that. "Anastasia Sitnikov?"

So I grab a notebook from the desk drawer—a pretty, leather-bound thing that smells like money and untapped potential—and start writing. Things I Remember from the Novel (or: My Half-Baked Guide to Not Dying Socially) Anastasia (that’s her name, right?) comes back from Europe in about two weeks. She’s fluent in French, plays the cello, and once rescued a puppy from drowning. Everyone adores her. Lyra—me—gets kicked out shortly after. No scandal. Just “you’ve grown so independent” energy and a disappearing bank account. Ethan Quan = second male lead. Wheelchair. Tragic backstory. Genius. Also, kind of hot? Yeah. Hot.

Anna placed her hand on Anita's shoulder. "Let's go, Anna. I'll fix her problem." Gaia said. "Wait." Anita looked up and picked a book from the stack on the floor. "Book One. You'll know it's real." Anna stared at the book in her hand, with hard aesthetic cover, 'Who are they?' The title sparkled in pure gold as she stared at it. "I..." "Let's go. We wouldn't want Lord Xandros to find you here." Gaia said and she nodded her head, following him immediately.

-ANASTASIA- I know I have to follow him or more like I wanted to follow him. So badly. My guess might be wrong and he is actually going to a club not caring about his looks or to his office as there is an emergency. But my gut spoke otherwise as I pulled my joggers on. Who knows if he is going to kill someone? I just had to know!

I responded. Anastasia closed the gap between us, her eyes stern. "Aren't you, Golem?" she said, her voice laced with frustration. "Go ahead and tell me. You forgot about my name!!! Who would ever believe that," she yelled. Taking a deep breath, she continued, "Or maybe it's just me overreacting. You probably hit your head somewhere while flying and suffered from amnesia, am I right?" She held me gently by the chin, examining my face. Suddenly, her eyes turned red with flames, and I could feel the heat of the fire burning within her as she demanded, "Whose lipstick is this, Golem? Don't tell me your dead mom kissed you now."

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.

~ Anyssa's Pov ~ Vanessa is the epitome of beauty. And by beauty, I mean in character. I had come back wearing nothing but boots and Ronan’s shirt; she knew something was up and served me a cup of hot chocolate. I still haven't decided what to do about Isabella’s case. I feel like the reason it's bothering me this much is because I haven't told anyone. Not Vanessa, not Ronan, and I definitely will not tell Mavis.