Anastasia

Anastasia

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Anastasia Nikolaevna Romanov should have been dead. Dead with the rest of her family - the Tsar's family. Royalty and aristocracy no longer had a place in a country that now belonged to the people; it was the dawn of a new age. But she was not dead. Hiding from the outside world, the young princess was alone in her journey to escape the past. Though titleless, the royal blood flowing through her veins could not be denied. She was grand duchess Anastasia of house Romanov - the last of Russia's royalty. She was the lost heir to the Russian throne. --- Rumors of the survival of the Tsar's youngest daughter are being whispered from left to right. It's the legend, the mystery! Needless to say, it's something the revolutionists aren't too pleased with. Join Anastasia as she struggles to escape who she once was... and survive the new regime's hunt. --- "What, pray tell, are you running from?" "My past." --- [ A/N ] Hello! I'm Anastasia (no, really) and uh, well, this is my first story that isn't a one-shot and uh........ I wrote this after developing a fascination towards monarchies and well, the demise of the Romanov family, following the Bolshevik revolution of 1917. Also, I've got a "thing" for the Broadway musical 'Anastasia' and the idea to write a sort of mirror to it was rather appealing, so here you go, I guess. Now, updates.... I'm 15, and a freshman. Needless to say, it's going to take a looooooooong time for me to complete this story. Like, a long, LONG time. Yeet. Sorry. Oh, oh, oh! Not to mention, this is the FIRST draft of the story, so there will most definitely be some rewriting going on when it reaches its later stages and of course, the good ol' editing.
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EDITING Anastasia: We all grow up being taught that every story has a villain, someone bad, someone who wants the worst for us, for everyone. The master of destruction, something so hellish that they even make the devil squirm; however we don't always end up marrying our villains, the princess is supposed to slay the beast and yet I still can't bring myself to slaughter my villain. His name is Vincenzo Romano... My childhood best friend's older brother is like a scary movie that you can't help but watch. He's beautiful, powerful, and especially ruthless. The head of the Sicilian Mafia, now ruling over the world like a god, he sees me as nothing more than an annoyance, and now... a murderer, a traitor, a... nothing. But I saw him... I watched him, I heard him. The things he had done, the crimes he had committed... for years, I watched, unable to look away. Now, I was getting married to him, and living with him like we were some perfect happy little couple, but we were missing only one thing, Love. I still watch him sometimes when he doesn't notice, because I can't help it, I'm like an addict and it's no longer in my head. Because he finally sees me... Vincenzo: Her name is Anastasia, like the Russian princess. My baby sister's closest friend grew up hanging around my house, constantly in my family home like she owned it, like she belonged there. For a time I would have allowed her to, until she did what she did best, destroyed everything. My past enemy and new ally's perfect little adoptive daughter, was finally ready to be sold off by her father, and I couldn't be happier with my newest purchase. I felt the way she froze beneath my eyes, the way she shivered at my presence, and most importantly how she submitted to my touch. I hardly thought about her these last couple of years, but now with my little sister no longer in the way of us, and Anastasia alone, desperate at my mercy In my house. Read Blurb in first chapter to find out more.

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