Codename Anastasia Taekjoo Novels & Stories

I extended a hand to him, and shaking my hand, he smirked at me, watching as Natasha took a step back. “Alpha Nathan Kozlov. You really are a man of business. I can see that your place seems to bring in more people with each passing day” he said, looking at Natasha who bit her bottom lip as she smiled. I knew that it disgusted her to act this way, but she also knew her job and duty well, and it was one of the main reasons why she was the ONLY one qualified for this job and no one else.

Lady Melissa asked when she got nearer to the girl. The girl turned at her voice, and what greeted Lady Melissa was one of the most beautiful girls she had ever seen. The girl looked older than her, probably 20 years old, blonde hair with green eyes. She was petite and standing next to Lady Melissa, she seemed smaller in size. She looked up and smiled at Lady Melissa. Even her smile was captivating! Who's this girl? "Lady Melissa Knight, is it? My name is Lady Anastasia Blackwell. I'm Prince Xavier's fiancée." She answered, all the while smiling at her.

Anastasia’s Pov. I remember that night clearly like it was just yesterday. A week ago wasn't that far, but it was still as clear as yesterday The night that acted as the starting gear to this whole nonsense. "Did you also have an idea of who I was before starting the bet?” Stone nodded and I felt my stomach ache. For clarification I asked, "What exactly did you know?” "That you work for the Anti Mafia organisation, Anastasia Mikhailova, Organisation name, Tequila, which is a lovely pick by the way, and you are specially in charge of handling the ISG."

Annabelle was listening to something with her ear buds, Mason was typing away on his phone, no doubt, as ploy to drown out Ashley's voice. I took one of Annabelle's ear buds and put in my ear. She didn't budge or complain like most people would. The song playing wasn't one I was familiar with but it sounded nice. "What song is this?" I asked her when the song ended. "That's 'fire' by BTS. It's my favorite of all their songs", she replied, still looking at her phone. I had heard of those BTS boys but had never really paid attention to them. Maybe I'd check them out later.

I start to head out as well, making sure to lock my room behind me. “You’re name is Zarah, right?” I whirl around to see who is talking to me. To my surprise, it’s someone with a face I remember. “You’re that girl from the arena who helped me, aren’t you?” I could vaguely recall how skilled she was with the knife during the exam. She nods in delight, making me feel guilty that it is all that I remember of her. “Um…I’m sorry, but I don’t think that I know your name.” “It’s Anasthasia. Anasthasia Ylgarr.” She introduces herself. “Are you heading to the orientation? Do you mind if I join you?”

He doesn’t agree with Kael, and so Kael gives him cold shoulders while he busies himself with preparations for the Cup, law school, and a mysterious lady who smells absurdly good. As soon as they got to the reserved group discussion room, he was once again slapped in the face by her scent. He had to close his eyes and breathe in the heavenly scent, before keeping himself in check in case he looked weird in front of her. Kael found her sitting in the middle of the U-shaped table, typing on her keyboard before her eyes went to them—him. “Oh!” she quietly gasps and stands. “It’s a pleasure to meet you all. I am Divina Anastasia, but you can just call me Anna.”

Anna teased with a small laugh, "It was about my Hot bias Kim Taehyung of BTS - ummph! " Hearing his Anna praising some other guy, the jealousy within Rean's heart surfaced. He immediately sealed her mouth with a scorching hot kiss. Trailing his hand over her back, he squeezed her plum back, earning a sensual moan from Anna. "Who did you say was more handsome than me? " Rean asked playfully. "Kim Taehyung world No.1 handso--- wait .... Rean, what are you doing? Why have you taken your shirt off?" Anna questioned when she saw Rean had already removed his shirt and off.

“I-I n-n-notice you s-staring with—with S-Sloane—” Raising one of her brows, Z looked over her shoulder. She clenched her fists when Anastasia stopped mumbling. There’s no need for her to act like that. She’s never weak. In fact, she’s got potential, but if she kept doing such an irksome thing, she’d die even before unraveling her true capabilities. Unlike Sloane, Anastasia fashioned herself with a plain tee, yoga pants, and running shoes. It’s so like her. Somehow, Z's insecurities ebbed away. Why should she worry herself with such a trivial thing when the world literally depended on her hands?

Gabriel introduced bearishly. Kameron's hawk-like black eyes raked over Anastasia's beautiful body. She wore a white maxi dress that emphasized her innocent exterior. "Please." He held his large hand forward and held her dainty hand, making her shiver under the coldness of his touch. "Call me Kameron." He gently kissed the back of her hand. Anastasia fought out the urge to show the distaste on her face. "Kameron..." she murmured. "Pleasure to meet you."

I’m guessing when he asked every pack to look for my Mom they must’ve figured out it’s his mate’s mother they were looking for. “I’m Lucas; I’m one of the trackers,” he says and offers to carry my bag. “Thank you,” I say, giving him my bag. “My name is Anastasia , but you can call me Ana.” “Luna Anastasia ,” he says and starts walking toward the house. “Just Anastasia , no Luna,” I tell him, walking into the house. The place is beautiful with a modern cabin interior. “I’m sorry, but I can’t do that,” he says, walking up the stairs.