Codename Anastasia Novels & Stories

Swim back to her yacht and the young man is still following behind her. She starts to feel uncomfortable and swim faster, trying to act like a strong and fearless woman, is it just her bad luck, until the sea has seen her? “Stop following me, it’s so annoying,” she said with an annoyed voice and got up to her yacht, planning to go home and cancel her plan Athanasia is about to open the door when Ej snatches her hand, lifts it over the girl’s head, and starts kissing Athanasia, a rough and hungry kiss.

She offered an embarrassed smile to Damien and whispered, “Umm… I didn’t teach her this. She has been dramatic since birth.” Damien smiled, amused. “I know.” Anastasia huffed, “Who’s at the door, and what’s taking you so long? I’m hungry! Get me food and more wine! I can’t deal with my life sober.” When Adeline didn’t respond quickly enough, Anastasia marched to the door, only to freeze in place when she saw Damien standing there. The wine bottle she was holding slipped from her grasp, rolling to his feet. She felt the warmth of embarrassment flood her cheeks.

As they turned to leave, Celeste suddenly asked in a loud tone of voice, "There's something I really wanna know about, Nathan. Are you connected to Anasta?" "What the hell are you talking about?" "You sure know what I am talking about, why the need to play such an act then?" Nathan smiled angrily and glared at Celeste, through gritted teeth he asked her, "What are you trying to do now?" Upon seeing him angry, she couldn't help but smile. Something about it made her happy and to think the dots were connecting... "Babe, who is Anasta?" The woman next to him questioned cluelessly. "She is nobody. I don't know who it is..."

That means I know how to break through his encryption. Finally, after what feels like hours, the laptop gives in, and the screen unlocks. What I see hits me like a freight train. Aeron had a whole life apart from us. His screen is filled with files and messages—codes, names I don’t recognize. But one name stands out among the chaos: Legacy Vega.

Days later, a furious Leone burst into Anastasia's room while she was trying on new clothes. "Leone..." Anastasia saw him, tears welling up again, trying to reuse her old trick. "Shut up!" Leone grabbed her chin, his grip so tight she yelped in pain, "Tell me, besides redirecting the Soldatos and betraying the Volkov family, what else did you do behind my back?!" Anastasia was terrified by the vicious look in his eyes, stammering her denial: "N-no... I only did it because I love you so much..."

DOMINIC Twenty minutes into the flight. I rubbed my hand against the back of my neck. I glanced at Anastasia. She leaned against her seat, eyes closed shut. Her cheek rested against the armrest, squished on the hard leather, lips parted slightly. Her coat was buttoned to the very last one, like she was afraid her clothes would slip again. They did have a habit of falling off her. My eyes dropped to her chest. I could still picture them from earlier. I’d always had a photographic memory, but that worked against me in cases like this.

I walked into the house, straight into my study and closed the door. "Sit." She sat down facing the floor, trembling. "You have one chance to save yourself from my wrath. First you're going to tell me who you are and what pack you belong to. Then you're going to give me a good reason why I shouldn't kill you." I leaned back on the chair. "Of course I'll give you the chance to a fair fight, so there is no cheating. Start talking." "I... My name is Anastasia Cobben... If I tell you my pack, you will still kill me anyways. I only wanted the job and I wasn't given a chance to interview. I'm sorry.." She cried.

she said, "but time is of the essence. We have to leave now!" I nodded. With some more rechecking, we climbed up into the aircraft together. Anastasia took over the pilot seat and settled herself inside the cockpit. "Impressive," she said to herself as she put on the helmet and adjusted the headset. "Your Damir really is a smart boy." "Anastasia, I have about seven blades hidden in various parts of my body," I told her. "You don't want me to run one through you, do you?" She burst out laughing.

″ Anas screamed in his usual manner. Anna rolled her eyes. ″I knew you guys would be awake by this time,″ she explained. ″Yeah right. And you couldn't call for how many days?″ Haniya said as she eyed Anna. ″I'm so sorry. I haven't really had time,″ she lied. ″Quite lying,″ Anas said. ″You forgot us so soon.″ He cried dramatically as he said this while Anna and Haniya laughed. ″I'm sorry,″ Anna said when she stopped laughing, ″But I never forgot you. You guys are my world.″

Elijah: “Thank you” Anastasia told the maid who took her coat from her. The maid walked toward the closet to hang it while Anastasia watched before she was guided in. She held her mug of coffee in her right hand while her phone was in her left. Her laptop bag was strapped on her shoulder. Her dark brown hair was tied in a messy bun over her head. She wore a black shirt and black pants, and I couldn’t help but notice that she didn’t have any makeup on.