Zhenya Codename Anastasia Novels & Stories

He muttered and faced Annabella "Are you the new nanny?" He asked "Yes I am" Annabella replied "My name is Jay,the boss's favorite driver" Jay said and Annabella chuckled "Nice meeting you Jay,I'm Annabella" Annabella said They got to the car and Theo opened the door "Hi" Annabella greeted and Theo replied with a cold nod which confused Annabella "He never smiles" Alex whispers to her when they entered the car "Really?" "He's the best bodyguard here,an army" Alex added

I should have rejected her when I saw him cheating on me. I laughed sarcastically. “No. I’m not her. I’m not the woman you betrayed, Your Majesty. Stop telling me I was her because I’m not. I have my own Identity. Anastasia Cullen. If you’re trapped in her past, then deal with it alone. Don’t drag me with it!”

"Feeling things is what makes me reliable. I won't let another child suffer because of Project Seventh. Tell me where she is." Wraith's hand shook violently, gun barrel pressed against her temple, finger on the trigger. Dimitri calculated angles, could he disarm her before she fired? Sixty percent chance. Not good enough. "Site Seven, outside Denver," Wraith whispered. "Her designation is Subject 3-A. They call her Ana. She has my eyes." A tear tracked down her face. "Promise me. Promise me she'll know I tried to save her." "I promise," Anya said. "Now put down the gun."

Zane questioned and Levi nodded. “Yes. I think she has been working with Liam" Zane frowned. “That bitch. I don't want her anywhere near Kiara" Levi nodded. “I know" Just then, Zane's phone rang and he furrowed his eyebrows when he saw the caller Id. “Hello Anastasia? I wasn't expecting your call so soon," He muttered. “Yes I know but you need to know that I'm done with the weapon" Zane's eyes widened and so did Daniel's.

The heat of desire, of wanting, of desperately needing that to become a reality has me on the verge of snarling my acceptance of that future. Thankfully, Yana comes bursting back into the room at that moment. “I’ve got them!” she says. “Perfect timing. Jude is being released,” Luna Yara says. “It’s Hacker, Mom,” Yana says, aggravation lacing her tone. “Actually, Phisher,” I say, using the name that Hijack gave Yana after he worked with her earlier this year, “your mother has a codename now too.” Both women look at me, although Yana rolls her eyes at the name.

Zendaya suddenly yelled out such a sentence and left everyone else in bewilderment. Alex rolled his eyes and replied, “And I’m the field mouse.” This was the secret code that Anna had given to him so that Zendaya could identify him. However, this code was way too childish and foolish. Although Alex was very dissatisfied with it, Anna left for her mission as soon as she gave him the said code. It would be impossible to change it, even if he strongly wanted to.

But most of the time, Thallia declines her help because she wants to do it on her own hands and hard work. Anastasia roams around the room and smiled when she realize that this world is like their real world too. The only difference is that this world had some royalties and such. She almost jump when her phone(she found it on the bedside table) suddenly rings. She saw the caller named Yesha. Yesha is their other bestfriend. Anastasia was contemplating whether to answer it or not but in the end she did. "Y-yes?" She asked, uncertain if she said the right thing or not.

"Unless any of you would like to question my decision?" Silence. The white-blonde woman stepped forward. She possessed a chilling beauty, akin to a blizzard—cold, deadly, impossible to ignore. Her icy eyes met mine, holding them captive. "I am Anastasia Volkov," she announced, her voice as sharp as frost. "Leader of the Siberian pack. And I have no desire to witness a half-blood embarrass herself in the ring." "I didn't ask for your interest," I retorted. Anastasia offered a smile that didn't reach her eyes. "You have spirit. I appreciate that. Perhaps when Niklas breaks you, I will collect the pieces and forge something useful."

After about an hour there was a knock on my door before it opened, a girl walked in, she had the same staff member's clothes, the difference between their uniform and ours, theirs is fully black with no extra tie. "Hello little one, I'm one of the dominants responsible for this floor. The name is Anastasia but you can call me Anna, you mind if we have a chat?" She says with my head still buried in the pillow refusing to talk. She walks in toward me, her hand goes against my hair as she pets my head in a calming motion.

Anastasia stopped pacing, her eyes narrowing as a dangerous smile spread across her face. Anastasia's voice was cold and ruthless as she instructed, "Just a small accident; make sure she doesn’t die. I only want her so badly injured that she can’t get out of bed for at least six months." From the other side came a calm, measured voice, “Name?” “Charlotte Valco,” Anastasia replied sharply. “I’ll text you the rest of the details. And remember, no killing. Not for now.” The voice chuckled lowly. “As you wish. How much are you paying?”