Overwatch Young Ana Novels & Stories

“So, can you please tell us why Devin Crighton is moving around with your friend? If we didn’t know better, we would have been certain that they are actually dating.” Scandalized, Ana managed a grim smile fiercely glad that she had had the sense to wear her sunglasses before coming out of her hiding. “You would find a story in a dead leaf,” she replied with frost in her voice, showing that she was not appreciating such vile comments without displaying how affected she actually was. “We’re all friends and they’re hanging around. What’s the harm in that?”

It was Ana slamming shut the trunk at the end of the bed. "What are you doing?" I asked, drowsy. "The ball is tonight and I can't find anything the right color to bring out my eyes!" she responded with a frustrated sigh. I rolled my eyes and put the pillow over my head, trying to drown her out. Ana was known around the court for her bright green eyes, and she did anything she could to make them a focal point of hers, seeing the only other attribute of hers worth noting was her clumsiness.

“Be at ease, Raina. You know you're just getting better. You don't have to worry yourself over unnecessary matters.” She drawled. “Oh, please allow me to worry about unnecessary matters. If someone tries to steal my boyfriend I need to act fast and not allow the person.” “And who is that person?” I looked back to see Ana standing by the door. My brows creased as I scrutinized her dress and presence. How was she able to get in that close that I didn't even hear the door clicking? Oh. I forgot Ana has a way of sneaking up on people without being noticed. That was one of her abilities.

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.

I might be a fucking criminal, but I would never lay a finger on a female. I open Ana’s closet and rummage through it until I find two duffle bags and take them out. As an Omega she is obsessed with cleaning, and all her clothes are perfectly arranged on shelves or hangers. I put them in one of the bags before I go to her night drawer and pack her books and pictures. I look at the few pics Ana has with pack members. Omegas are usually seen as the weak part of the pack, and they mostly clean or cook. Because of this, they receive a minimum wage for many hours of hard work. Ana was always helping her mother around the kitchen or sneaking around to talk to me, and because of this, she barely ha

Ana said as she introduced the twins. “Hi po!” Xenna happily greeted, making me smile. “Hello po,” Xenno said seriously, looking exactly like his father, even in his demeanor. “Hi, babies!” James and I greeted together. “Please have a seat,” Ana said, then introduced her friend Tanya Snow. “By the way, meet my friend Tanya—25, single, and available!” she joked, making both James and me laugh. “Oh, shut up, Ana!” Tanya rolled her eyes, though it was clear from her smile that she was a bit embarrassed.

"I found and brought you a testifier." My eyes slid to her for the first time—really looked at her. Early twenties, maybe. Hollow-cheeked and pale, with dark circles under her eyes that spoke of sleepless nights and worse memories. Her hands trembled as she wrapped them around the coffee mug the waitress had just set down. "I'm Ana," she said quietly, still not meeting my eyes. "I’m one of their victims." I leaned forward, intrigued, a shiver running down my spine. "Victim?" I echoed, my curiosity piqued.

The friend who had said that seemed to be Oana's closest friend, she had sun-coloured hair just like that, although hers was darker and her eyes was that blue color that reminded Aniya of Belladonna only that hers was a shade deeper. Aniya couldn't blame the omegas for their passion, with such an attractive prize they must have their sons contesting too. She hoped that none of them would win though, her hopes were all relying on Ikrus. On that thought, where was he? She hadn't seen him anywhere. The Announcer declared the beginning of the next row and Oana’s hand went around hers immediately. The glint in her eyes when she turned to her was everything Aniya needed to see.

I slide and angle my body to the left, lifting my right hand and she frowns, with her eyes closed. “Uh… I'd say you're freeing up your right side.” She says. “Good, and why would I do that?” I ask her, glancing up to see Sera glowering at the two of us, her hands clenched by her sides. “So you could punch me with your right hand?” Ana says excitedly and I laugh. “Open your eyes.” She does it immediately, taking in my fist above her face. “See, you can do it.” “Ok, do it again.” She squeezes her eyes shut, chewing her bottom lip in deep concentration and I smirk at Sera as I shift my body again.