My name is Anastasia. Named by my mother after the Russian princess from her favourite Disney princess movie. But i don't look like a princess. I have tattoos, multiple studs and i not normally described as kind. When my parents sent me to another city to finish school, i meet my first mate. A beautiful girl with chocolatey hair and emerald eyes. But when i make eye contact with another and we recognise each other as mates, i'm shocked to say the least. Sure, having two mates isn't that rare. But what happens when you have four? This is my first time writing a polyamorous story so be gentle please! Pics aren't mine. Original story.