Synopsis Of After Annie: A Novel Novels & Stories

But not even an inch he could move. "Please don't hurt anyone here. You can do anything to me" Annie shouted with her sobs. She just can't witness any other death in front of her eyes. Already recollecting her memories is the worst feeling and she is shivering to death as if her parents been murdered in front of her just now. Now seeing her hippo in the same condition made her heart bleed. "That's like a good girl. I am not an evil person you know? I will just kill you and rest can live peacefully" with that Kinshuk neared her with a gun while she shut close her eyes in horror. Nothing can save her now.

ANNIE'S POV I was sitting on my knees, naked, with both my arms outstretched and tied to the front posts of the bed with something like a rope. I could hear some movement behind me, but my head could only turn to the side as I tried to look back. My chest rose and fell with heavy breaths, and my whole body felt so hot for some reason. I felt the bed dip behind me, and the next thing I felt was somebody's hard chest pressing flat against my back, with their hand wrapping around my neck while the other caressed and played with my nipples. My back arched, my head falling back on their shoulder, and a throaty moan slipped out of my mouth when something cold pinched my nipples so hard. That certa

She pulled me into a tight hug without saying a word at first. “Annie, my daughter!” She said, pulling me even tighter to herself. “Mom,” I whispered, my voice cracking. “I thought I would never see you again.” She held my face in both hands and stared at me from my head to my toe. “You are different now. Why wouldn’t you see me again? What happened to you out there, Annie?” I was speaking to her in a very calm voice. The memories started coming again… the cold woods, the cave, the blue-eyed stranger, the night he f*ck*d me, the pregnancy, the birth of the twin Alpha pups, and how I lived at Kael’s pack.

Third Person POV The mansion had settled into a new rhythm over the past few days. Annie’s presence had brought a quiet shift — not just in the number of people under the roof, but in the way everyone moved around her with care. She was still fragile, her pregnancy making every movement cautious, her eyes often distant with worry. The bruises on her neck had faded to yellow-green shadows, but the emotional scars ran much deeper. It was late afternoon when the first threatening call came. Annie was sitting in the sunroom, a cup of herbal tea in her hands, trying to read a book Elena had given her. Her phone vibrated on the table.

Milo POV Annie’s baby is dead. I’ve known that for a while, and so has she. The fact that she has to go through this labor anyway, even though her baby isn’t going to make it—it’s one of the cruelest things I’ve ever seen in my life.

Annie is not like his elder sis, she was most pampered, she was treated like baby, still, they treat her like baby, she’s too naïve and innocent, she won’t raise her voice, she always see good in everyone, that’s why they all are afraid of someone taking her innocence for granted. Mali- holly shit, baby I’m gonna drop you today, lemme give you some tips to woo boy’s, god I badly miss my college days, those sexy hot hunks. Both mother and daughter were giving tips to Annie, they were too oblivious to their surroundings they forgot the other two people, who are gawking at them giving them nothing can happen of these two look they both started to have their breakfast.

I square my shoulders, turn my back, and walk away. With no pride. No consolation. And no mate. 3 ANNIE, AGE EIGHTEEN As soon as our mate is far enough away that my wolf feels that she has a good head start to escape him if he changes his mind, she tears off in the opposite direction. She runs as far and as fast as she can, racing along the river until she can’t stand the exposure anymore, and then she crosses into the woods, barreling through the undergrowth. When her thin legs give out, she hides. Somehow, she finds her way to the blackberry bramble where we used to hide. She wriggles through the stickers, eyes squeezed shut, oblivious to the thorns scraping through her fur.

She did her best to listen to the different genres of music just to see if it would work, but it didn’t, so she came up with the idea to watch tons of romance movies just to get some inspiration, and luckily; it worked. “What was your novel all about?” Zeno asked while they were eating. Annalise stopped slicing the pork and looked at him, who was eating peacefully, “A man fell in love with a woman who just came to be his wife because of the agreement.” Zeno suddenly choked when heard her answer. Because of that, the maid panicked and offered him a glass of water. “Are you okay?” Annalise asked him when she witnessed him choke. “Yeah,” he responded. “Are you planning to publish that?”

The novel instantly caught Anita's interest, she was not a virgin but she was innocent still in many ways so seeing the cover of this book piqued her interest so she gave it a chance, and this one fateful moment in time ended up opening her eyes to a whole new world. "Anita I think it's time to come down, you have been stuck in your room for weeks reading those dirty books, it's time for you to come down and smell the roses and get over your depression, nothing is going to change so you need to deal," spoke Anita father, who was tired of his daughter moping around all day. "Leave her alone, I know you want her to get over her accident, losing her dog, and her job but it has onl

Her nails dug half-moons into her palm. Still, Annie did not look in their direction. Not once. That should have been a moment to relax, to savor. But for Judith, it was purgatory. She sat next to a husband she no longer recognized, watching a woman she had been forced to erase from memory reappear as if destiny had been waiting patiently to punish her. And then, movement. Annie stood. Gracefully. Slowly. Like she had all the time in the world. She watched Annie excuse herself from her table — a soft smile, a whisper in the ear of the man beside her — and disappear through the tall doors towards the washroom. Judith had been waiting for that moment all night, like a wolf watching the forest