Novel & Cerita Yor X Anya

Zandra and Xander's Daughter - Anya “So you’re saying sex with two men is better than one? Just want to be clear I’m hearing my sister, the strait-laced school teacher correctly.” Anya Franco Mancini pressed her lips together in an attempt to smother a laugh. With her cell phone balanced between her shoulder and chin, it proved to be a challenge to wipe leftover food off tables, gather empty plates left behind by the lunch hour crowd, and convince her younger sister she wasn’t as uptight as she wanted to make her out to be.

She turned to Stacey whose eyes were already glassy due to constant laughing. “Damn you, Xavier,” Stacey slapped him playfully on the shoulder. Xavier, that was his name. Aanya thought with a smile on her face. “Who told you cell phones are evil,” the dark-skinned guy said. “Never mind?” She mumbled out. “So, are you coming?” Stacey asked in anticipation “I already told you. No” Aanya stood her ground. “What are you doing this night anyway?” “Uhm… Reading… Reading books and all”

“Not as much! Like...you seriously sound so bitter. Like, mean-girls bitter.” Georgia starts to stutter, almost saying all the vowels. “Hey, you know what? It doesn’t matter. Can you let Anya in before she gets recognized?” We both look at Anya. I can feel Georgia looking at me but I did not look back. All I see at the moment is Anya Moore and that cute smile of hers. >< <> <> ><

Letting go of Maddox I take a step towards her, on instinct she steps back dropping her hold on Carlos; thats right remember your fucking place, I think. “Anya, I don't know what you are up to and quite frankly I dont give a shit, but mark my words tonight is not the night to piss me off. Now fuck off and play your games with someone else” The rage that comes off her at my words is clear for all to see. “Oh ever so uptight little Lyra, I am thinking of a holiday anyway, America sounds amazing” Anya says waving her hand in the air but the threat is there.

she whispered, her heart hammering a frantic rhythm. “Giovanni,”he replied, a slow, dangerous smile spreading across his lips. He studied her with an intensity that made her feel exposed, as if he were reading the very scars on her soul. “And you are Anya of the Blackridge Pack. Or rather, the woman who was from Blackridge.” Anya’s blood ran cold. “How do you know that?”

ANYA’S POV: My eyes spring open just as I’m doused with a cup of cold water – not enough to soak the beddings, but just enough to make me leap off the bed. I fall onto the ground with a loud “oomph” sound, pain radiating up my arms. “What the fuck!” I screech in anger before turning my glare on the person who is currently holding the empty cup. My mood darkens when I find Nyssa staring at me with a satisfied smirk on her lips. “What the hell is wrong with you?!” I demand in anger as I rise to my feet.

and left . Anaya Is in front of the mirror , she touch the mark given by him and a blush crept on her face remembering their moments .She is smiling at herself when she heard Alya voice . Alya :" you are looking so much happy ". Anaya turned to her and asked :" what do you mean ?" . Alya smirked and said :" I mean you are looking so happy snatching my place , my love Anaya get angry and said :" excuse me you are talking about my husband ".

“I am just trying something new. Kolya, do you think high school will be different from middle school? Can I be a – a, well, a cheerleader?” Morozko nearly spit out his tea. “Why in thrice nine kingdoms would you want to be a cheerleader?” Anya shuffled her feet and neurotically smoothed back her bags. “My best friends are all trying out for the team, Sully is on the varsity football team as a second-string linebacker, and well – I guess it just looks like fun? I do not know, ugh. I absolutely love their cheerleading uniforms, and Liliya has already trained me to move like a gymnast on the battlefield. I am flexible, loud, energetic and strong enough to lift one of my friends. You al

She noticed him, lifted a finger briefly—one second—and turned back to the call. “I’ll text you when I land,” she said. “Thank you. Really.” She ended the call and looked up. “Hey.” The smile didn’t fade. “Who was that?” Dennis asked. “Andy,” she said easily. “A friend. From college. He lives in London.” Something in Dennis tightened. “Since when do you have friends in London?” “Since before you decided to notice,” she replied calmly. He scoffed. “So now you’re laughing with some guy while we’re barely speaking?”

and thank you for giving my story a chance ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "You deserve this.......... Your F**king father is the reason of your all suffering ".he said angrily. "what did my father did to you".she shouted on him. " DON'T TRY To RAISE YOUR VOICE IN FRONT Of ME........... You whore .he said slapping to her , whole room echoed with with her weeping voice............. ~~~~~~~~~~•~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Anya Shahid who is 19 year old and is university student, everyone loves her for her innocence and cherish nature she is only child of her parents and live happy life with his family.