Persona 5 Figure Ann Novels & Stories

That meant it wasn’t my business, so I turned back to the book, hoping something would jump out at me. “Miss Leda?” Mathias broke through again. “Leda, please Mathias.” “Leda, I’m Annalise.” The honey-blonde woman beamed at me. Hair tied back in a long braid, and pulled over her left shoulder. She had on a dark grey gown. It was a very pretty satin-like material but the colour reminded me of the guards’ uniforms. “Oh.” I looked questioningly at Mathias. “Hello, nice to meet you” I stood to meet her extended hand and shook it. How very formal; she had a firm handshake and I got the impression she was very no nonsense.

He gestured towards the door as she gritted her teeth ignoring him. "What's she doing here?" She asked as before Azhan could say anything Meera spoke up. "I am also the partner of this advertisement campaign and she, Ana I mean Annabelle Swift is the model of this campaign." She said with a challenging smirk on her face as everybody in the room was looking at her. Glancing one last time at Azhan she exited the room. "Annabelle Swift..." She said to herself. "Her nickname is Ana." She suddenly remembered the tattoo on his chest as rage surged through her form thinking of Annabelle could be the reason for that tatt

As soon as her fingers touched the smooth flat silver surface, it lit up like a Xmas tree. On the dashboard, another screen came up beneath the first, and what looked like faces started flashing by. It stopped what seemed like two minutes later, and there was a picture of a very young girl there. She couldn't be more than five or six. "Roxanna Carmichael. Age twenty-three." Mancini's voice intoned as the rest of us grew silent.

So does my back. A shape blocks the light. My eyes adjust, and I convulse back. I don't recognize the man as he smiles, exhibiting the long protruding canines from his mouth as he places his hands on the car frame. He cocks his deeply scarred face, jagged lines that worsen as his smile broadens. "Hello Andrea."

"Yes, ma'am." "Please wait," she said before wearing her glasses. I had only one word for Annabelle Siromani. Unpredictable. When she wore her glasses, her facial expression changed. She looked like an evil Egyptian queen. She literally looked that way. I began to wonder how someone could change in a matter of milliseconds.

"I will ask my assassin brothers and get the ones who are available to join me." Ahsan's smiled at him in gratitude and nodded his thanks. He moved his gaze towards the only two females in the room, Gisela and Annabelle. As far as I know, Gisela has yet to claim her rightful place as the Queen of the Anthropoid Kingdom while Annabelle has not assumed her role yet. It would be a while before either of them are able to disperse warriors and trackers to help Ahsan.

She looks like a girl who is not from my side of the world so this will be a peace of cake. But then I saw her smile. When she looked at my eyes and checked me out, her smile was bigger every second. I couldn't help but fall for that! I saw her perfectly red lips, so kissable, so full of desire. Her body, not too skinny, not too fat, like a perfect woman. Ann is nothing like her. Ann has that straight black hair, green eyes like a snake, but her smile is the one thing I still love about her. The only thing, I may add. Her shape is nothing like Ann's. Ann has this strict shape of a model, watching carefully what she eats, carefully not to gain even a pound.

CHAPTER 1 Anne Del Rios is a regular employee of one of the most popular men’s summer wear. She is a supervisor. Aside from that, she is beautiful, sexy, tall, slender body, sociable, humorous and above all nice when it comes to sales. She has been at work for four years and when he was only three months in the company, she immediately became regular due to her high sales. She is known throughout the department as the “Tsunami Walk” because she seems to be participating in a beauty contest when she walks. It was once mistaken for Carmen Soo- a famous Malaysian actress and model. She looks like the Carmen Soo actress. Because she is friendly and funny, she is almost known in the whole departm

Suddenly I heard my phone ringing; I checked, and it was Annika. Annika Romanov, my best friend. A World-Famous Supermodel. Russian. She is one of the few people who actually impressed me with her skills; otherwise, I wouldn't be tolerating her nonchalant personality. Don't want to say it, but she is kind of a bitch. Exactly my copy. Love her to death. As I pull into the penthouse parking lot, I feel a sense of satisfaction wash over me. I kill the engine, and the music fades away, leaving only the sound of the wind rustling through my hair. I take a deep breath, feeling the cool morning air fill my lungs.

She asked. The lady was shocked as how Loverina called his name ordinarily. She turned to her assistant and noticed the same shock his face as well. The lady made the first move. “My name is Annie and i am from the Classic Fashion LTD. And with me here is my assistant, Gabriel.” She introduced as they walked closer.