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Jamie’s decision to marry the bartender he loved would forever be a slap to the Wade family and William made a promise to never let history repeat itself, so, he did everything in his power to make sure Jacob’s relationship with Anna was fruitless. “You have nothing to worry about, Father,” Jacob said, his eyes full of joy. “She is no longer the same woman she used to be.” He revealed, and William’s eyebrows creased in confusion. “She is now one of the most respected women here in Canada.” He said, grinning widely, and took a few steps to where his father sat before leaning in to whisper into his ears. “She is Anastasia Wellington, now known as Anastasia Reyes.”

-Anastasia- I was lying in the hot bath, unsure of what to do with myself. I felt lost and confused after everything that had happened. I had only managed a small thank you to my cousin before escaping to my room last night. My lips still tingled at the thought of that kiss, and my body warmed as I remembered his hands on me.

” I nodded , hesitantly ;” my goodness Anna , please be careful “ she warned me and I nodded with a smile My aunt had nothing to worry about that , I’m not the kind of girl who sleeps with guys on the first date , nor the second or the third It was gonna take a long time for me to give my virginity to someone , I had standards and principles , I’m nothing without them And if Damon Sorrentino thought I was gonna give in so easily for him , he has another thing coming D A M O N “ Anastasia Gilbert “ I was in my villa , sitting in my desk , my blouse’s buttons were opened , a glass of bourbon in my hand , muttering Anna’s name It felt like a melody She had me wrapped around her finger , for now

As they strolled through the garden, the evening air carried the faint scent of blooming flowers and the soft rustling of leaves. Damien glanced at Anastasia, his fingers brushing against hers lightly before he asked, “How are you feeling, Anna?” Anastasia let out a slow sigh before a small, thoughtful smile curved her lips. “You know, when I first returned to New York, I was consumed by my desire for revenge. I wanted to burn everything to the ground. I wanted to kill Claire. And I still do.” She paused, inhaling deeply. “But not at the cost of myself. Somewhere along the way, I realized just how beautiful my life is. I found my courage, Damien. I finally found the strength to come to you a

And it's all thanks to you all, my lovely readers. Anastasia is now completed and I can finally put my pen down with gratitude in my heart. It's obviously been an intense journey to pick up this book and continue on until the end. I did my utmost best to shape up the story into a beautiful one with the themes of mystery and steamy romance fully embedded.

I want them to see that there’s nothing they can do to me that will break me. That’s how I survive this place and these people. I pick up the book on my nightstand and continue reading. I read for a few hours before a knock at the door interrupts me. I close the book and say, “You can come in, Hubert.” I’m incredibly shocked when I see Anastasia walk into the room. She’s wearing tight leather pants and high-heeled boots, and on top she has a black tank top. Her hair is pin straight. She looks like she stepped right out of a movie screen.

I need to get to that potion bottle; then my beloved can do what her heart desires with this stupid mut. Then as suspected, for I know that my beloved would not have listened even if I ordered her to do so, Anastasia turns into her true form. Now to say that Catarina is not scared beyond death, then that would be a blatant lie. I have just seen a werewolf turn a shade so pale that should she stand against the wall, she shall become one with it. But thank the pope, she has not dropped that bottle yet, though I do fear if Anastasia does continue to approach her in such a way that she might do so unwillingly by the tremors that are taken control of her hands.

[WARNING: TRIGGER WARNING CONTENTS!] Rostam Clawmark and Greko Blazul: "!!!" "No way! No way! That is a lie!" Anastasia, who discarded her mate, stomped her broken foot repeatedly as she stripped any soft countenance, revealing her crazy personality to the thousands of beasts she had seduced throughout to march for her bidding. "This all a bad dream! You're a pathetic woman! You should be a cannon fodder, a human furnace for us—the chosen ones! I dreamed of your demise over and over again! Why is it different? Why?"

“No. “ I cut in and hang up. I drive to the place blindly. I go there and sit at one of the nice tables in the corner. The waitresses keep smiling at me- I don’t know if it’s because they recognize me or whatever, but this starts to get on my nerves. I order a whisky, not caring what time of the day it is. I down it and order another. I have no idea what’s happened and what Violet has seen, but judging by her reaction, it’s something she’s seen somewhere. I don’t check the news or Anastasia’s page, because if I see something I don’t like there, things will get worse. So I wait, drinking and considering a cigarette. Anastasia comes to the restaurant, wearing a thin, white dress and high- hee

Anastasia It was maddening. Something about the rattling sound inside her veins, the intoxicating smell of her skin, I couldn't stand one minute without wishing to taste her warm blood. And that's what I hated about myself. My predator instinct was unforgiving. Who was this girl?—an innocent human with a deadly charm? I held my breath the whole time I was near her. All details of her features stuck in my mind. Those big brown eyes that stared back at me. Her pale lips pressed together to hide the pain. A mass of dark brown lock whirled around her slender body. Of course, she wasn't perfect like most of us, but I couldn't shake the urge to make her mine. Yet I knew she would never be. Her wri