Novel & Cerita Codename Anastasia Taekjoo

I tease. “Says the girl who had to get the car parked just to yunno” she says, smirking evilly as she teases me “Girl, what the hell…. Shush don’t say that” I say, feeling embarrassed. “But nothing happened” I lie “Yeah of course nothing happened Kendra” she mimics sarcastically. “Girl stop that” I say, playfully smacking her. “Anyway Anastasia, have you told him bout that stuff…. Yunno?” She asks, trying to use code words and points to my stomach.

she stopped talking, "it's like since you've been away, nothing can faze them!" "Just give me some names, Anastasia. It's the only way I can assist you," I pleaded, cautiously inching closer to her as if she might explode right before me. “Sorry, A, but I can’t do that.” Anastasia finally broke down in front of me, tears streaming down her face. I pulled her into a comforting embrace, but she quickly pulled away, her expression a mix of discomfort and pain, as if hiding something deeper. "My bad," I muttered as she wiped away her tears. In one swift move, I lifted the back of her shirt, revealing handprints and a number 4 etched into her skin—marks that would undoubtedly leave scars. She tri

The smiling faces of three people who were making a picture-perfect family. My eyes caught the attention of the identity card that had her details. Iris Ivanov. "Iris...." My tongue rolled out her name. "Iris Ivanov....." I mumbled her name again with glitter in my eyes. Didn't know why her name felt so unique to me. "Daughter of Yuri Ivanov, the renowned Assassin." Igor completed her identity and I couldn't stop myself from mumbling the next words. "Welcome to my hell, my dear Assassin's Daughter."

Meanwhile, at a Taekwondo dojo in H Country, eight of the dojo’s trainers stood in two rows. Among them was a slim girl. Although she was wearing a wide Taekwondo uniform and her black belt was wrapped around her thin waist, it could not mask her beauty. “Angeline Severe, surely you’re being arrogant. There’s no way you’d win taking on all of our trainers at the same time,” one of the trainers said unhappily. The girl had on a high ponytail. Her long, dark, and wild hair flowed down to her shoulders, which was in contrast to her small face. She had porcelain skin and facial features that were like a piece of art.

Selena asked in a sarcastic tone while giving smirk to Melissa and Arianna. "Oh, one of them lost conversation with me and another one lost her job to me." Anastasia said with a smirk as she looked at both of them with crossed hands over her chest. Selena and Anastasia shared a high five and laughed without humour. Melissa and Arianna's eyes widened after they heard her. "Wh.. what do you mean?" Arianna asked in shock. "Oh, what I mean is, I am Mr Henderson's new secretary, Anastasia Samuel. Nice to meet you." Anastasia said with a smirk.

Cordelia was marveling at the fact that she was able to stop Ashley from coming here and didn't give Anastasia more time to prepare as she had paid the host to change the list, but who would have thought that Anastasia's designs would cause her the fail anyway, she thought to herself. She went to Anastasia "Ana, All the best sis! Set the stage on fire" Anastasia smirked after hearing Cordelia "Oh I plan on doing just that" Cordelia's smile faltered 'why is she so smug with a dress like that she thought. Anastasia's name was announced, and she started walking on the ramp. The first person she made eye contact with was Hades. She blushed but tried to hide it anyway. Hades was impatiently waiti

she said, pushing her hand out the window. I eyed Colton knowingly. “Asia, huh?” I asked him in particular. “My name is not actually Asia. It’s Anastasia. I gave myself that nickname when Colton told me about you. And since it’s b part of the name, why not right?” she elaborated with a laugh as if that wasn’t weird at all. “Well, nice to meet you, Anastasia. I guess I’ll just. . .” I trailed off as I awkwardly sat in the backseat of Colton’s jeep. It felt utterly weird and awkward.

"Welcome to our home, Young Master," Anastasia greeted, welcoming Lexus's arrival. They stood at the entrance of the Shevchenko family mansion. Anastasia stood flanked by her two children, besides Sergei. On the right side of Anastasia is a 23-year-old girl. She is Lyudmila Shevchenko, who works as a ballerina in the Bolshoi Theater. On the left side of Anastasia is a handsome 19-year-old man, Alexei Shevchenko, who works as a male catwalk model.

She has black eyes and blonde braids. “I am so sorry to scare you like that mam.” “It’s okay. You are?” “I am Anastasia, Mrs. Rodrigues. But please call me Stasia. I am the housekeeper. It’s nice to meet you.” “Hi Ana, it’s nice to meet you too. And call me Aanya.” “You look beautiful, Mrs Rodri- I mean Aanya. I see you have explored the first floor, I will take you to the second one and show you your room so you can rest.”

Chapter 4 I parked my car in front of a building with more than three floors. After I parked the car properly, I immediately walked into the building. “Good morning, Ma’am,” Mae, who is also a member of the Black Assassin’s Squad, greeted me with a smile. But she’s not like me or Henry who kills people. She only became a member of BAS because she is the lady guard who watches over the first floor of the building which is the coffee shop. But even though she is only a guard, she is also capable of fighting. Because all BAS members, even the lowest members, also went through intense training.