Codename Anastasia Novel Wattpad Novels & Stories

I packed up my things eagerly, while a tear rolled down my cheek. I’m Anastasia Farrow a 26 year old independent woman, what can I say? I’m ambitious and I always stand for what is right. Even if I have to stand against my employer, I didn’t mind, so long as it was for the good of others. I am competent, precocious and excellent at whatever I do, I hate to fail at anything, mainly due to the failed marriage between my parents. They had gotten separated when I was 16, I was in high school and had to leave New York with my mum, and move to Europe, Ireland. Which was about 7 to 8 hours away, I had no way of going back to see my dad. “I guess I would have to find a more satisfying job,” I said t

Fuck, I should own that pussy from now on, from the way it accepted me and responded to my fucking touch. I had never seen a girl that wet right in my hands; she’s full of life and sweetness. I couldn’t keep my dick calm as I went wild in my imagination while I fingered her. Coupled with the fact that her beige eyes captured all my attention, she’s beautiful as hell. Anastasia has the kind of beauty of a princess who has been living in the castle since she was born and living a luxurious kind of life, but her story says otherwise. Although she doesn’t look like she came from an orphanage home, she looks royal and noble.

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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.

Meanwhile... Far away from the rain-soaked halls of the Supernatural Academy... The atmosphere within the Crimson Blood Pack couldn't have been more different. Where one heart sat drowning beneath the weight of fear... Another threatened to burst from sheer excitement. Anastasia simply couldn't wait for the rain to disappear. She had been awake long before dawn. Truthfully... She wasn't entirely convinced she'd slept at all. Every time she closed her eyes, the same thought found its way back into her mind.

When I returned—heels echoing, dress swishing like a warning—I saw it. Her. Anastasia. Leaning against the study’s door frame like she was auditioning for “Desperate Housewives of Billionaire Estates.” Inside, Jace stood stiff as a skyscraper. Hands in his pockets. Jaw clenched so hard I could hear the tension. Anastasia was slinking toward him like a cat in heat. “I’m just saying,” she purred, voice syrupy and desperate. “Our union would make headlines. You and me? It would be a royal event. Everyone around the world would be watching…”

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.

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.

Anastasia's POV Worry fills me as I continue to stare at the mysterious woman in front of me. “What?" I ask my hands getting sweaty from nerves. “Leave him alone or I will make sure everyone gets to know what a slut you really are.” She walks off leaving me standing there in shock. I am more that speechless at what she just said to me. “It's impossible for her to have known." I whisper to myself. I walk past the crowd and head straight for Ryan. “I'm not feeling too well, I need to go home."

[Nadia’s POV] I sip on my mojito while keeping my gaze fixed on the entrance of the cafe that I sit in until the glass doors open and the person I was here to see enters. As she does, she begins to take in the area until her gaze comes to rest on me. Lifting a hand, I motion her forward, then lean back as she makes her way toward me, and when she takes a seat, she fixes her gaze on me. “These may help you,” Anastasia announces, placing a white envelope on the table. “But if you’re caught, you are on your own. My wedding is in a few days, and I don't want anything to be ruined."