Anastasia Marie Novel Novels & Stories

Lost in her thoughts, Anastasia accepted the mug of tea, its warmth seeping through the ceramic and soothing her frayed nerves. But the oppressive weight of Anastasia’s toxic thoughts was shattered as Marina arrived with the tea, interrupting the spiral of negativity. Anastasia offered the young girl a kind smile, one that she hoped concealed her inner worries. “Thank you,” she expressed her gratitude. Marina settled into a chair across the table, pulling her legs up and leaning in, her youthful appearance apparent. With her shoulder-length dark hair and round face, it was easy to mistake her for someone barely seventeen. This observation sparked Anastasia’s curiosity, wondering why Ivan’s s

I wasn't used to it, but I managed and found it fulfilling. I've taken classes, read books, talked, and taken note of how to be a good husband and how to win a woman's heart back. Now one thing I found in our bedroom was a journal; it was Anastasia’s. She wrote everything that I did to her. I found every single bit of it, and each time I read from it, my heart broke. I didn't know I was a monster.

"I fucking love you so much. What made you do that this morning huh?" Anastasia blushed and looked away. "I wanted to do it for a long time." "You did huh?" Leo asked, eyeing her body . Anastasia covered it with her hands, her pants completely soaked. The alpha brought her into a deep kiss, carrying her into the bathroom after leaving the omega breathless and making her cum again as a reward. "Annaaa!," julia approached her excitedly. "I have some good news." Anastasia guessed that it was about her new job role. But was surprised to find out it wasn't

Anana tilted her head slightly. Her eyes sparkled with curiosity. "How was your first day at school?" Anastasia froze… like completely. The brightness on her face vanished. Anana immediately noticed… Of course she did. She always noticed. Then Anastasia drew in a very long dramatic breath. The kind of breath someone took before recounting a disaster or surviving a war. "...Anastasia." Anastasia's shoulders slumped. Then she finally released the breath in one long exhale. "Well..."

The one that drags me back to places I don’t like to remember. She always takes my things. But this? This is new. This is low, even for her. For a second, everything inside me collides. Hurt. Disbelief. Anger. Then I breathe. And I regain control. My gaze shifts to Tristian. “You are such an animal.” “I’m a man with needs, Anastasia. You keep depriving me.” “No, Tristian,” I say calmly. “You’re a wild animal who can’t control his urges. A man who would sleep with his fiancée’s sister.”

"Why should I trust you?" Anastasia's smirk faltered, fury igniting in her chest like a struck match. Her fists clenched at her sides, nails digging into her palms. "You should check the signatures," she hissed, leaning forward, her blonde hair falling across one shoulder. "The Charlotte you trust is nothing but a gold digger. She married him for the money—proof right there!"

, I said trying to push her off my lap and the door flung open and entered Anastasia. The day couldn't possibly get any worse than it was now, could it? "What are you doing here I thought we said we don't want to be disturbed ", Briana said shouting at Ana. "Lower your voice when you talk to my wife and leave I don't want you here anymore ", I said as I pushed her off my lap. "Wife, since when are you married? ", Briana asked me confused. "I don't think it's any of your business, I don't want to repeat myself leave ", I said to her getting annoyed.

“I don't intend to replace Anastasia anytime soon, so stop trying to push me away." Draco groaned, as he turned back to look at me. "I don't really like sharing things with you though.” He complained and I felt extremely offended. Marius glared at him, “You don't have a choice here. The moon goddess chose her for both of us, so accept it.” Draco scoffed, "I doubt, she probably made a mistake. You and Anastasia can't possibly be a perfect match.” "We might not be a perfect match, but she melts under my touch everytime," Marius boasted proudly and I cringed so hard my stomach hurt. "I got to taste her first, and it is only a matter of time before…..”

A.n hi lovely readers, welcome to my new book, quick warning, I don't like describing things, like clothes, and housing, I find it boring, if you don't like it sorry, If you don't understand something please ask, I'll be happy to answer any questions. On that note please enjoy. My name is Anastasia, I am twenty years old and I have black hair and brown eyes, my mother died, in a car accident when I was thirteen, since then it's been just dad and I.

ANASTASIA'S POV: I just wanted them to have a happy ending, you know? The lead couple in my favorite novel, they deserved it. So, I started meddling, thinking I could make it happen. But, I ended up stealing the male lead from the female lead. It wasn't supposed to be like this. I never meant to betray anyone. I've inadvertently ruined what could've been a great love story to satisfy my own selfish desire. How I wish I never interfered and let things unfold as they were meant to.