Innocent Anya Novels & Stories

Nate pressed the sole of his boot against his bruised face, making him scream in response. "And for that, you're going to die," Nate announced, grinding the heel into his face. He was the same officer who kept fooling Sera for years. This bastard was a fraud who had no idea about Dyson's whereabouts and was leading her in circles. Seeing her alone and helpless, he ripped her off and played with her desperation. She wasn't his only victim, but she was going to be the cause of his end. The corrupt fool didn't know who he was playing with.

“Not as much! Like...you seriously sound so bitter. Like, mean-girls bitter.” Georgia starts to stutter, almost saying all the vowels. “Hey, you know what? It doesn’t matter. Can you let Anya in before she gets recognized?” We both look at Anya. I can feel Georgia looking at me but I did not look back. All I see at the moment is Anya Moore and that cute smile of hers. >< <> <> ><

I forced myself to block out her cries, even though her voice cut through me like a knife. My focus stayed on Evans, the pathetic man trembling at my feet. He wasn’t worth the bullet. Hurting him would only make me look weak, like I had something to prove. I was still deciding what to do when I heard a loud commotion behind me. I turned and saw Anya. She had broken free and was struggling with the men trying to hold her back. She was wild, her hair messy, her cheeks flushed with panic. I stared at her, stunned. She was small compared to my men, but she fought with everything she had, pushing and pulling, desperate to reach me.

Viola assured her. Anya knew Viola was right. Anya did beat fate, when she boarded that plane three years ago. Now everyone around her, knew her as Ann, a cute Indian girl orphaned, at a very young age. Nobody knew that she had a family that was still alive. Nobody knew that she was married once. She chose not to tell them, except for a few and Viola was one among the few who knew about her past. ____♡♡♥♥♡♡____

"Listen, I don't know who you are, but I saw Cáel get the shit beat out of him, I saw a person killed and I've been shot at with automatic weapons. I've had a bad day. Are we clear! My name is Anya, I am Bulgarian. I'm studying Mechanical Engineering at the Czech Technical University in Prague," she informed Anais. "We are in Mindszent, Hungary. No, I will not give you my last name...why? Because people are trying to KILL ME! Didn't I make that clear earlier?" Anya gave me the phone back. "Cáel, what have you gotten that poor girl into?" Anais blasted me. "Well...you remember one of those curses you laid on me - the one where you hoped I was trapped in a women's insane asylum and forgotten a

“You seem to remember everything.” “Of course I do,” she said softly. “Moments with you matter to me.” There was affection in her voice. For a brief second, guilt moved through me. I tightened my grip on the glass. At once, Anya’s face flashed in my mind. Her pale face. Her trembling lips. The way she had said, I am innocent, Leon. Please believe me. Then I thought of Alpha Jacob of the Fireblood pack taking her away under the pretense of investigation.

I laughed with my friends. Twirling my martini, I spoke with a slurpy speech. “It's almost sad how much Nina is trying to fit in. She is so good at pretending like she’s that sweet, strong, little wife, but we know she’s just an imposter. I mean, really? Did anyone believe that rescue attempt was anything other than staged?” Sophia, ever the one to never read the room and be all current and ready to say her piece, leaned forward. “The videos looked very real, Anya. And everyone loved it. I did too. You should try being happy for her. She's your sister.”

Anna was scared, but she looked away quickly to lessen her anger so that she could speak today, whatever was in her heart. ‘They had tried to help me; for example, they planned for those goon things on the day before the women's festival. But believe me, I had clearly denied the idea of this. And those goons you fought with that day were real." Neil strangely felt like trusting her once. Her every word spoke of truthfulness and innocence. His fist tightens automatically just thinking about those goons. "Trust me, Neil. I didn’t do anything intentionally." ‘I…" He grabs her hands, which lay on the table. "I trust you", he muttered, bringing a lost smile to her face. His heart skips a beat see

I was wearing an old white cardigan that I’d had for ages, but I felt comfortable in it. As I started to walk back, I realised that I was completely alone in the dark. Then my phone rang, but when I saw the name of ‘Jack’, I decided not to answer. There was another area where water could fully envelop your body and I was on the point of jumping and letting my body go like Virginia Woolf’s when the phone rang again. Jack. ‘Yes?’ ‘Anna. Please, listen to me. Let me know how you are doing. I’ll meet you soon when nobody knows’.

Her anxiety continued to rise. What if Leaf was already looking for the documents? What if he got angry because she took too long? A few minutes later, the guard returned. "May I have your name, Ma'am?" Sahara smiled gently. "My name is Sahara." Then she hesitated before adding softly, "I'm...the CEO's wife." The guard's eyes widened immediately. "Y-You're the boss's wife?" Sahara gave an awkward laugh. "Yes." "Oh, my goodness, Ma'am! Why didn't you say so right away?"