Mag-log inThis book is officially over. I can't believe I finished it. There were times I wanted to give up. Times I did at some point, but for some reason, I always found the energy to push through. I want to thank everyone who gave this book a chance. Without you, this book wouldn't be as successful as it
“Nikolai, I- ouch” She takes a step towards me and then stops, her face twisting into a grimace. I'm at her side in an instant, my hands around her shoulder, steadying her, “What's wrong?” I ask, my gaze scanning her carefully. My eyes land on the thin ragged line on her knee. The edges are raw, a
To be honest I wouldn't blame her if she did. She’d just seen me torture information out of a man. A man who deserves every bit of pain I dished out to him and more but still. Ava wasn’t used to this. She wasn’t used to seeing other people suffer. I was. I thought I could shield her from the darknes
Nikolai There's a solid second that follows after I see her, where the two of us just stare at each other, neither one of us willing to break contact first. Fuck. She wasn't supposed to be here. How the hell did she even find this place? "Ava, wait," Her eyes widened, a flicker of panic cross
I don’t. My pulse dips, and my heart rate spikes. The passageway is dark and the light seeping in from the library barely serves as an adequate lighting source. I whip out my phone and turn on the flashlight, barely containing the scream that threatens to erupt from my throat, when I see a roach s
The drawing is far from perfect, but it's perfect enough to make Kira smile, and that's enough for me. “Do you think Papa will like it?” I smile softly, brushing a strand of her dark hair away from her face. "I think your papa will love it.” Kira's smile brightens even more. The door to the
“Otoydi v storonu” Nikolai commands coldly. (Step Aside) “I can't. They broke the law. They were driving recklessly, and a bottle of weed-infused champagne was found in their possession. Unless you have a release form, they are staying right here.” He replies firmly, trying to sound confident, but
“Careful, I might start to think you care about me Solnyshko” Her lips thin into a line that shows me that she doesn't appreciate my smart-ass comment. I had been tempted on several occasions during my stay in Russia to pick up the phone and call her but I never did. Not because I didn't want to
“Are you asking me if I fucked her?” he asks sounding entirely too fucking delighted. A blush creeps up my neck, colouring my face, and I look away. I can still feel his eyes on me and when he chuckles, the sound bouncing off the windows of the walls of the car, I feel the blush deepen. "I—" I
“That sucks. I can only imagine how tiring that must be” I never got to plan my wedding but I imagine that it isn't an easy feat trying to battle family members and their endless opinions about a day that isn't even about them. My eyes drop to my diamond studded ring finger and an unexpected war







