I Was Anastasia A Novel Novels & Stories

I Looked at my work and I shrieked at how I had written the story, I shouldn't have written it in such a bland and knowing way that gives everything off. I wrote Anastasia's character as a really flawed one, she is a person whose whole life was revolved around Adam. She couldn't see anything else other than him as you all know, she was able to come out of the shackles of her loneliness and bitterness because of Adam. So I am happy I still conveyed how all her dreams and future plans were centered around being close to Adam. That's a relief to me because I was seriously ruining this story.

“Some things can’t wait, Mother.” The air crackles. They’re smiling, but it’s a duel. Every word a blade. Anastasia steps closer, diamonds flashing. “You always did have… peculiar taste,” she says, eyes raking over my dress, my bare back, my trembling fingers clutching Nicholas’s sleeve. “Tell me, darling,” she addresses me directly, voice honey over broken glass, “what exactly is it you do? Model? Influencer? Or are you one of those girls who just… spreads her legs for the right last name?”

Ian covered his cheeks quickly and said aggrievedly “Big sis, you are the president of the company of our family now. Why are you being so timid?” “Its not that I’m timid. It’s because you’re too young understated some matters.” Anastasia spoke gently. “You where that fantasia mall is located, right? Bring me there, I want to find out his background, but I’m warning you, you’d better bring along the money. There is no room for negotiations. Now, show me the way!” Walking with her slender legs, Anastasia then got into the car. Ian had no choice but to listen to her and led the way.

Anana tilted her head slightly. Her eyes sparkled with curiosity. "How was your first day at school?" Anastasia froze… like completely. The brightness on her face vanished. Anana immediately noticed… Of course she did. She always noticed. Then Anastasia drew in a very long dramatic breath. The kind of breath someone took before recounting a disaster or surviving a war. "...Anastasia." Anastasia's shoulders slumped. Then she finally released the breath in one long exhale. "Well..."

Oh. You don’t know me yet, how rude of me. I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Anastasia, last name Gastillo. I am an omega to the Grimsborrow pack, or town. We’re really both. My family comes from money, and I’ve never known what it’s like to suffer, or even work for anything. I just had to ask and it was given. That isn’t the case anymore. You see, two weeks ago, I woke up to something horrifying and I haven’t been able to think straight since then. /FLASHBACK/

” I nodded , hesitantly ;” my goodness Anna , please be careful “ she warned me and I nodded with a smile My aunt had nothing to worry about that , I’m not the kind of girl who sleeps with guys on the first date , nor the second or the third It was gonna take a long time for me to give my virginity to someone , I had standards and principles , I’m nothing without them And if Damon Sorrentino thought I was gonna give in so easily for him , he has another thing coming D A M O N “ Anastasia Gilbert “ I was in my villa , sitting in my desk , my blouse’s buttons were opened , a glass of bourbon in my hand , muttering Anna’s name It felt like a melody She had me wrapped around her finger , for now

She was lying on the ground, unconscious and naked. “Alpha Connor…” She called my name and I could feel in her voice how tired she was when her wolf come out from earlier. I remove my shirt and wear it to Anastasia to cover her naked body. “Let me take good care of everything, Ana. Just rest well, and I will bring you to your room.” I whispered in her ear and after that, I carry her body and then started walking away from the rooftop. I am still captivated by Anastasia's green-eyed wolf. That image is still in my mind and I felt scared about her protection even more once the others might see her. She was different from other wolves. Anastasia's wolf was rare, and I will never allow anybody t

-ANASTASIA- I know I have to follow him or more like I wanted to follow him. So badly. My guess might be wrong and he is actually going to a club not caring about his looks or to his office as there is an emergency. But my gut spoke otherwise as I pulled my joggers on. Who knows if he is going to kill someone? I just had to know!

NEW YORK ~SEBASTIAN~ “So, are we going?” Anastasia asked when she found me reading the book. She brought me back to earth, and I cleared my throat and tilted my head towards her. “Of course, I think you were right. She’s a wonderful writer,” I put the book down and got up from the couch. “I was thinking of searching her up and having a clue of what she looks like,” she pointed out excitedly.

[WARNING: TRIGGER WARNING CONTENTS!] Rostam Clawmark and Greko Blazul: "!!!" "No way! No way! That is a lie!" Anastasia, who discarded her mate, stomped her broken foot repeatedly as she stripped any soft countenance, revealing her crazy personality to the thousands of beasts she had seduced throughout to march for her bidding. "This all a bad dream! You're a pathetic woman! You should be a cannon fodder, a human furnace for us—the chosen ones! I dreamed of your demise over and over again! Why is it different? Why?"