Novel & Cerita Codename Anastasia Taekjoo

Her long coconut-colored hair was pulled up into a smooth bun under the scarf over her head, making her look like a highly devoted deaconess. Meanwhile, Tayo and Anastasia were following behind Idara. Tayo wore a colored polo shirt and dark blue pants. Anastasia, on the other hand, had on a white, loose, knee-length gown and a purple round hat that beautified her immensely. Even though her pink sandals were nothing compared to Idara's own, Anastasia flaunted them with poise. After all, they weren't that bad. “Idara, where are you rushing to?” Tayo called out, quickening his pace. “Come on, wait for us.”

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.

Anastasia, the campus gossip says proudly over the code less microphone connected to her ear with a speaker around the corner of her mouth. She wore a short polka dot flare dress, with heels to match. Her black hair was held in a ponytail and she had heavy make-up on her face. It's her usual style of dressing and funny enough, her little show on campus pulls a lot of crowds since students are always eager to hear the latest news about the most popular girls and guys on campus. "This time, it's' no other than Joel Mason and Estelle Deluxe, the most popular couple on campus", She screams into the codeless speaker, earning shouts and applause from her audience who are students like herself.

“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.

Dmitri gave us space to talk together and he took over extracting the leaves when Svetlana tended to Mikhail and Alexei. “Anastasia,” the girl suddenly spoke. “My name is Anastasia. But you can call me Ana.” “What a beautiful name you got,” I said and cupped her face gently. “It suits you. As for our mission, we made it, Ana. You are now a new member of Triton and you will start anew as I promised you.” The girl met my gaze with tears forming in the corners of her eyes, her lips quivering to hold back her tears. She was trying to say something but her emotion was holding her back.

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

After telling Nadia what their mother said, Nadia immediately grabbed her laptop and sent Asher a message. So by that evening, Anamika started searching for the best hacker in Nairaland from the dark web, she got to know that the best hacker was called 'Code 001'. It took Anamika a lot of time and effort to beg the unknown person from the dark web to become her daughter's teacher. Code 001 was known for signing contracts before he takes on jobs, so when he finally agreed, he sent Anamika a soft copy of her contract to sign. There wasn't a problem except that he offered to live with them for a month to be able to teach Nadia well.

Immediately I was on high alert, my hand on the gun strapped to the underside of my desk. “I’m sorry, sir. I tried to stop her but…” Joseph, my head assistant, looked completely disheveled looking like he was trying to stop the door from opening. Pushing him out of the way, my lips turned down as Anastasia Santiago sashayed into my office. Her outfit was enough to make me want to wash my eyes out with bleach. A tight leopard print dress and a cropped black leather jacket, complete with what looked like a black fur boa. I wasn’t one for fashion but this was a level of terrible that I wondered who thought it was a good idea to let her out of the house looking like that.