Yor X Anya Novels & Stories

Annabella asked "Yes,that's Alex's crush,Jenny" Casey grinned "Casey stop" Alex snapped "I'm not lying" Casey rolled her eyes and Annabella chuckled Jenny and Johnny got closer with their mom "Oh,are you their mom?" She asked nicely,touching Alex and Casey's cheeks "Yes" Annabella smiled "Oh wow,they are friends with my kids,it's nice meeting you finally,I'm Rihana" She said "Annabella" "Nice name" Rihana said "Thank you" Annabella smiled

I needed them to confirm to Vorlag: Ronan Thorne is broken. Anya, dressed in the stifling emerald gown, was my only anchor and my most public vulnerability. She played the subservient, heartbroken Luna flawlessly. She guided the wheelchair with a gentle, protective touch, maintaining the perfect posture of a wife burdened by tragedy. She spoke softly for me, accepting the pity, deflecting the probing questions, and reinforcing the narrative of my decline. "The Alpha is quite tired," Anya murmured to a local pack leader, her voice trembling just enough to be convincing. "The recent financial setbacks have taken a terrible toll on his concentration."

“What? Stan didn’t even reach a year old.” “Whatever, Wi! We never know. What if tomorrow or the other day your tummy will be big again,” Anya teases. She has a point. Knowing Sceven. He is pervert like Kurt. So fast. “What about you, Anya. When will you get married to Jace?” Khloie asked to her. Anya stayed quiet. “Having problem?” I asked. She shakes her head. “Nothing. It just that whenever I open that topic to Jace, his mood changes so fast,” she sadly said.

After long day I came home In evening I was just chilling when my roomie Ayesha came with her friends-Ayan, Parul and Manish. She introduced me to them and told that they have some college project and need to make presentation. I noticed them. Ayan was a tall and handsome guy with sharp features. Parul was a chubby girl and Manish has one of those Einstein kinds look. I greeted them and then went to my room and started designing some dress which was my all time favourite hobby. Suddenly I feel thirsty so I went in kitchen to have water. While coming back to my room Ayesha's door was open and I noticed that she and all her friends were drinking. She saw me and Asked to join but I refused . Af

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. >< <> <> ><

‘Hey ignore him, we have a job to do’ I say over mind-link. I can feel the different emotions hitting me hard from the bond, keeping my man under control is going to be the hardest I think. “Lyra, darling so nice to see you, unexpected but nice” Comes the voice of Anya, one of the nastiest females to ever live. Anya is as beautiful as she is evil. She would attract human and vampire men with her looks and the fact that she loved to play games. Like a cat she loved to play with her food, and no matter what or who she killed her daddy would always cover it up for her, and right now she is eye fucking my Alpha.

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.