One Piece Ann Novels & Stories

she said softly. She smiled again. More relaxed this time. I slowed my pace a bit as we walked in, not wanting to rush her. “Fucking hell,” Johnny said the moment we got closer. “Is she some sort of goddess? You’ve got yourself some good snacks, captain.” I saw it immediately. The way her body stiffened. The way her fingers tightened. I stepped in. “Don’t do that,” I said firmly. “Hi, guys. This is Ann, my new assistant.”

It’s weird, it’s like she took the darkness with her. Emerson and Brjent stare openly at me, Farkas seems just as blown away as I am by the strangeness of it all. “Who was that?” He asks no one in particular. “That was Nanako Jimmu, youngest daughter to the first emperor of Japan and a very deadly member from the Band of Blood. This changes the entire situation Santiago, this isn’t good, not at all.” Emerson says breathless.

A knock at the door interrupted my train of thought as my assistant walked in. “Miss. Scarlet, the press conference is about to start!” Annabelle said to me. She was a lifesafer at 5 feet tall, slender build and beach blonde hair. She wore the signature black professional dress with flats. She was the perfect assistant and someday, she will do great on her own.

I replied They hurried on before I could say anything else. The tension in the air was impossible to ignore. I continued walking slowly through the hallway. Then I saw her. Annabelle. She stood near one of the open windows, polishing a round steel shield with a clean cloth. Unlike the servants rushing around her, she looked perfectly composed. Her armor had already been fastened, and a sword rested comfortably against her hip. Several female warriors stood nearby speaking quietly, but Annabelle wasn’t paying attention to them.

Ann adds. “Maria is not a problem to me, I have known that aggressive short pain in the butt for a long time. If cherry is out of the way Maria won’t stand a chance.” “Maria isn’t as short as you think.” Ann said. “We aren’t here to dictate who is taller are we?” Susanna raises an eyebrow at Ann. “No, we stick to business.” “And business is key!.” “Then I am in full participation.” Ann agrees. “Very well, let the terror begin.”

Aurora replied, dropping her phone. She wheeled her car into the coffee cafe, parked and walked inside slowly, staring around. Ann waved at her from a distance and she walked towards her. “Hello, I’m Ann” Ann introduced. “Aurora” She replied, extending her hand which Ann took. “I know you’re aware that Isabelle and I are enemies but I feel she’s your friend and you must have grown very close to her over the last few years..” Ann explained calmly. “What do you want exactly” Aurora interrupted.

Everything. That’s where Annabelle stood. Camille was there too. Dome kids were usually soft, but Annabelle was one of the only ones I allowed full cross-training., She was doing combat drills. Her vest was too tight around the ribs. I needed to get her a new one. The current one didn’t do her justice, too many dents, too few curves. But she didn’t complain. As usual. Just bore the ache like a relic from her old life. Quietly. Boldly.

I replied. Liyana nodded approvingly. "You were listening." "Always " I said. Valerian reached under the table and squeezed my hand. I squeezed back and almost immediately a shadow fell over our table. "Sereia. What a surprise " Annabelle greeted with an overly sweet smile etched on her face. My blood went cold. Annabelle stood at the edge of our table. She was wearing a red dress, her hair was perfect and her smile was sharp. She looked at Liyana, at Valerian and then back at me.

Panni’s hands shook as she slowly reached for the closet door. Her nails scraped the wood. She took a breath. And pulled. Inside— Not clothes. Not shoes. But a single item. A gown. Annie’s favorite white dress. Stained at the hem. With something that looked disturbingly like— Red. A note was pinned to the sleeve. “Sisters share everything, don’t they?” Panni dropped the dress, choking on her breath. A noise behind her— She turned— Just as Jinyan reached the doorway. His eyes widened when he saw the terror etched across her face.

FIFTY-EIGHT The girl with long blonde hair with streaks of green at the back, and her skin was too pale because of not been outside for a long time. Anabelle looked at the girl who was glaring at her and scrunched her eyebrows. A female rogue was as unusual as a female Alpha, it did happen but it was not something that really happened very much. Anabelle tucked her hair behind her ear and glared back at the woman that looked to be around her age if not a year or two older. They both charged at each other and threw everything at each other, the rogue obviously having the upper hand because Anabelle had encountered fifteen rogues. Some of those rogues had been twice her size but she had been a