Eren X Annie Novels & Stories

Grandma Helen It has been a while since I've been to the beach. I used to go all the time with my husband Peter when we were younger. We would bring our little girl Annie and watch as she had the time of her life chasing sea crabs and building sand castles. I can still hear her sweet giggle as each new wave crashed to where she was patiently waiting for them on the shore. I stare out into the waves as I reminisce about the past. Peter and I had only been blessed with one child… and then my child left her only child to me to take care of. Both my beloved Annie and Peter are gone. It's just me and Xander, Annie’s son now. A lone tear rolls down my cheek as think about the ones I have loved and

Xavier drove Annie and Ariana to the mall where Anika waited impatiently for them. She is so excited to see her brother's fiancee, her dad told her that they've already met before so he is keeping her brother's name a secret because he wants Ariana to be shocked when she sees him.

I tracked down every single one of them, and made sure I fed their blood to any of my knives. You might be wondering who this mysterious girl is. Well, to satisfy your curiosity, I'm Annie Charlie, a 23 year old girl who doesn't have any parents, and who is trying so hard to make ends meet, whilst staying almost anonymously, very close to the top of the Buckyard's food chain.

His jelled hair gave him more privilege in beauty than every other male seated in the gathering. He wet his lips unconsciously, earning looks from almost everyone, mostly the females. Annabelle, a brunette, gulped and looked away immediately when he caught her staring at him. She tapped her chest slightly on feeling her unsteady heart beat, urging herself to calm down. "And lastly, whoever has a minute to work can have a personal talk with Mr. Ashton Ryder about why you shouldn't work a extra week from your Christmas holiday." Holidays are to be spent with families, with loved ones. Honestly, he couldn't be that wicked to take that away from them, could he?

She came towards me and extended her hand. "Hi, myself Noori the youngest and cutest girl here " she smiled. "I can guess that. I have heard about you from Anam. I am Ayan. her friend and colleague " wow Ayan you just friend-zoned yourself I blocked my inner voice, which was right. I shake hands with the little girl and returned the smile. she gave me a knowing smile and sat on the bed beside anam. Stroking her head, she looked a little upset about Anam.

"Like she's the only woman on Earth. Just dump her and move on." I laughed. Couldn't help it. She had a point. Right as I was about to take the meds, she shot me a look, then eyed Sonya with a grin. "Take Dr. Spencer. Only been here a year and already got a whole fan club. Why not—" I choked on air. Sonya, quiet up till then, cleared her throat fast and pivoted hard. "Jenny, are the meds done for the other rooms?" Jenny bolted, cart and all.

We had dated for years, so I already saw it as a normal thing to get him to me any time I wanted him. I waited for a while till my left foot froze. The moans hadn't stopped. I heard the voice of a lady. It came from the same room. "Fuck me just the way you tear Annie's pussy wide every Friday night," the strange lady kept moaning and I felt a thrust was forcing her to do that. "I wouldn't treat you any less," Damon muttered, his voice sending a cold chill down my spine. "But you even mistook her to be the wolf princess. Annie doesn't allow me in bed."

Fuck, she was so pretty in that black slitted gown she wore. Her cleavage was properly exposed, and her boobs bounced at every turn we made. Her body curves made me go crazy, but this wasn't the time to have nasty thoughts. I needed to watch Caleb cry before the entire crowd today. I tried to keep my focus until everything was over. Then I'd claim Elena for myself. After what felt like an eternity, we had finally arrived before the company. I climbed out of the car before stretching my hand to help Elena out. She took it, and as we made our way into the company, the media waiting at the entrance rushed over to us with their questions.

Because part of me wondered if that was the only time we weren’t lying. Michael stepped closer. "There’s a meeting tomorrow. High-level investors. They want to meet the woman who has everyone watching." "Danielle Hills, the symbol," I said. He nodded. "But I want them to see you." I turned, fully this time, facing him. "You don’t even know who that is." "I’m learning." Something cracked in me. Something I thought I had sealed shut. The tension eased from my shoulders. I stepped past him, brushing the back of his hand with mine.

She began pulling out soft stuffed animals, tiny socks, and little outfits with ducks on them. “I don't know how to thank you." Calla said from where she sat holding a sleeping Xavier. She looked at all the gifts with grateful but tired eyes. “You’ve already done so much for us. I couldn't have a bridal shower but you are always here." “Well” Mateo said, arranging the toys on the coffee table. “We’re their uncle and aunt, right? That’s what family does.” Killian looked over at Calla, and she gave him a small nod. They had talked about this moment, and now felt like the right time.