One Piece Ann Novels & Stories

She strikes the one who’s near her before giving a punch to another one. She is still not content with what she did. When the other one tried to run away from Lirah, she pulled her hair so hard that it made her come near. “Always picking the weakest one, right?” Her voice is calm but dangerous. “Let go of my hair—” She doesn't have the chance to continue what she’s going to say when Lirah lets go of her hair aggressively which causes her to fall. “Your wish is my command.” “If you treasure your bones, I suggest to the three of you to run away now!” Annie gives them a warning because Annita's daughter knows how intense her training is after she saw her one time when they visited Nana’s place.

she explained. “Wow…” I muttered, still in shock. “And you, my darling, are very pretty. Gosh, your ginger hair is gorgeous! Just a quick warning: some girls are already jealous of you since you’re under the most wanted and admired Kings.” “The last slave of the lycan kings, Ann, was trashed because she had too many scars, and the kings despised any damage on what’s theirs. And by the way, she got those scars from the other girl’s secretly bullying her.” Yuri whispered as if afraid of the other girls overhearing her.

“Hi. I’m Annabelle, and I have a surprise for you.” She felt his eyes on hers but didn’t shift her gaze. XXX

The room stood up but the only person smiling was Anthony. Whoever it was, they were taking their sweet time. Since I was a whole head shorter than the boys, l wasn’t able to see her until she was next to us. Alec and Colt both tensed up as she came into view for them. Alec even reached around and put his arm around me, holding me extremely tightly against him. I was about to ask him why when I finally saw her. Ann was walking down the aisle in a white dress. Her hair was neatly pulled back into a classic bun with huge diamond earrings. Her eyes never left Anthony as she walked past us.

“You’re a funny one.” At first, I couldn’t make sense of the video. I leaned in, squinting, trying to understand what was happening. It showed a room, an empty room. On second look, it looked exactly the same as this room, with some furniture changed. After a few seconds, Annabelle walked in, dressed in a fluffy gray bathrobe, drying her hair off and humming a tune. “What is this?” I asked, turning to her. “The truth.” She placed a hand on the top of my head and turned my head back to the laptop. “Continue watching.”

11 ADRIAN My stomach lurched as I watched Anne sidle up to Annalisa, a sly smile playing on her lips. Annalisa, blissfully unaware, was engrossed in a conversation with Beatrice. A prickle of unease ran down my spine. There was something about Anne’s posture, the way she held the wine glass a little too close to her body, that set off my internal alarm bells.

Her eyes widened as she immediately covered my mouth. "What the hell? Do you wanna die?" She asked in a nervous tone while looking around. "Yeah? Is it prohibited, to tell the truth too?" I removed her hands from my mouth and grinned. "You promised, Florence." My smile vanished because of that. "Fine, sorry I forgot." I raised both of my hands as a sign of defeat. She just sighed and nodded. "The Supreme Council Student is here!" A guy announced, making us all look in one direction, to the door.

NEILLA'S POV I woke up to a tap on my shoulder. The mouthwatering scent of food jerked my brain awake and blinking away the sleep, I came to face Annabella. A plate of warm cookies and milk was in her hand. I smiled in appreciation, taking the plate so I could dive right into it. My belly growled in agreement. At first bite, I realized it wasn't as good as Mana Sylveon's but it came a little close to it. Tears came to my eyes instantly.

Our heroine needs to build her own empire soon and take hers down! Before I could continue reading, the floating comments vanished. Ann cleared everyone out of the room and shut the infirmary door behind her. Her smile faded as she walked toward me. Her black high heels struck the floor in a rhythmic beat. Click. Click. Click. Like the final three ticks of a clock counting down to an execution. She gently took my hand and applied ointment to my palm. “You hit yourself pretty hard. Your hand must hurt too, right?” My stomach dropped.

Her small hand on his hulking muscles was enough to make Xandar’s animal howl internally with pride and ecstasy. Christian interrupted his animal’s happy moment when he brought Annie to his cousin and the new-found Queen. Annie was only a little shorter than Christian. Her lilac eyes shone beautifully against her tanned skin. Her shoulder-length hair was straight and brown. She wore a plain pink shirt and white shorts. Even so, she was anything but plain-looking because her facial features made everything she wore stand out in her own way. With a warm smile, she reached out to give Xandar a brief hug before she turned to look at Lucianne who had a friendly smile on. Annie smiled graciously a