ANASTASIA

Hey!  
          Anastasia's Here
          I was busy in my study from past few months so I couldn't write the next parts of my story "HIS SIREN"
          Thanks for waiting .....
          

Thanks for the follow love...the way you write is very magical and your story sounds really interesting! I'm obsessed with torturing myself with sad stories and your's seems perfect! 

The sea wasn’t quiet tonight.
          
          It breathed with rage and rhythm, like a living thing denied of sleep.
          
          Waves crashed against jagged rocks with a voice that had no words — only warnings.
          
          Somewhere beneath that endless, breathing darkness… something stirred.
          
          Not a beast.
          
          Not a myth.
          
          Something older than stories, softer than wind, and sharper than sorrow.
          
          She sat on the edge of a storm, where moonlight dared not linger.
          
          Her eyes — green like drowning forests.
          
          Her hair — red like wreckage beneath the sun.
          
          And her voice…
          It didn’t sing. It pulled.
          
          It wasn’t meant to be heard by human ears.
          And yet… he heard it.
          
          He — the pirate who trusted no one, feared nothing, and lived only for the sound of gold.
          
          He — the thief of oceans, the prince of lawless tides.
          
          He wasn’t looking for her.
          
          But the sea never asks what you’re looking for.
          It gives you what you can’t run from.
          
          And that night, it gave him her.
          
          "HIS SIREN"
          
          COMING SOON ...........
          
          ~ANASTASIA~
          

Hello  I'm ANASTASIA .......... _ A Writer of Storms, Silence & Scars
          
          My Stories Don't Whisper. They Burn, Break & Linger in your Veins like Forgotten Spells 
          
          I'm a Dreamer who weaves Emotions into Words & Finds Magic into Shadows
          
          My Stories aren't Loud. They Echo Softly but Deeply 
          
          If you Feel Things Deeply, Love Slowly & Crave Stories that Touch Silence _ You will Feel at Home Here 
          
          If You are Searching For Beauty Wrapped in Danger
          
          Love Wrapped in Ruin
          
          Then Welcome to Anastasia`s World
          
          This is not Fiction. This is The Silence Before the Storm
          
          ~ANASTASIA~