Novel & Cerita How Strong Is Ivankov

It wasn’t just a want, it was a need. With a shrug of his shoulders, he muttered a simple, “kill his daughter.” As though it was the easiest task to perform. Viktor Nikolai Advik—Don Viktor—was the most powerful man in Russia if not the world. Rumor had it that he was a good man, kind, gentle, thoughtful even. But the intensity at which he was good was the same intensity at which he was wicked. His answer to everything was murder and he couldn’t care less if he needed to murder his own blood to get the job done.

He’s different from other guys. Ivan is a quiet person. I haven’t seen him converse with anyone outside his pack, and if he did, his responses were brief or accompanied by small gestures. He has a dominating persona that exudes authority, power, and intelligence. He was athletically built and tall. Plays basketball and is the captain of our school's basketball team.

“Don’t over-analyze the affection, Volkov.” “Everything must be analyzed, Zvezda moya,” he replied, looking utterly content as Giovanni tried to yank his nose off. “For instance, Ivan’s preference for solitary play indicates superior focus and an early ability to manage private resources. Giovanni’s need for immediate human contact indicates superior command presence.” I rolled my eyes dramatically. “They are babies, Vladimir! They like light and softness. They like their Mamma because I smell like milk, and they like you because you are a jungle gym.”

“I was shocked, maybe Ivan went through something terrible, even other people he didn't fully trust. Our personalities are very different, yet we've been friends for 10 years." Nolan laughed, remembering the past rebelling with Ivan, which he missed. As Jennifer could tell, Nolan was as good to Ivan as his brother. “Ivan is really talented, with only two empty hands, he has gradually become the person who has the power to control all life in the dark world. His ability is both a powerful weapon and something that many people enviously want to destroy. “In his world, there was only my shadow, so it was very lonely. Jennifer, if you've entered his world, go through it with him, don't leave him

The God growled loudly and launched himself through the air, his claws extended like knives. Ivan held up his sword in a defensive position and held his ground when the God landed, swiping at Ivan like a cat. Ivan summoned another sword that was smaller and used it to swipe at the God’s stomach. The metal crumbled into pieces after contact with the God’s exterior. “Impossible…” he murmured, dropping the hilt of the now defunct sword. “Do you still think I will be on my knees in the end, mortal?” The God was Ivan’s superior in almost every way: size, strength, and experience. However, the God lost out on one crucial thing: determination.

“What do you mean ‘here’?” “Here! Just a few blocks away from me!” Vladimir responded. Ivan’s body tensed up. “Get your hands on him!” Ivan ordered. “Yes, sir! I also might have found his weakness, someone that he cares about. There’s nothing confirmed yet but I'm getting to the bottom of it,” Vladimir added.

I let out all off my aggression on Ivan, Maria's so-called friend who was in the warehouse basement these days. The best news I heard this month was when I found out Ivan was one of the sons of Dmitry Sokolov, who is the leader of the Russian mafia. It didn't surprise me when I found out he was not given the position of the capo yet, maybe due to his clumsirness and idiotic behaviour.

“You already had your shot at all that anyway didn’t you?” Suddenly Ivan let out a deep, snarling growl, his huge arms coming up to rest on the frame of the door, blocking Vincent's view. Pure rage oozed. I could only see his back but I watched every muscle ripple and appear to expand as he showed how serious he was. It was mesmerising and sent a shiver of fascination through my body. “Eleven fights, like you said, nobody’s ever made it further. So why not enjoy what I’ve got. And what I have is a pussy I want nobody else fucking touching.”

Irk Ivanov took over for his father six months ago and has worked to change the old way things had been done and so far has grown not only a name for himself but a powerful respect that rivals anything his father and grandfather could ever dream of. If rumors are to believed then he’s going to have one hell of a fight on his hands and with Demi on his side it will be one that will bring our world to a burning heap of ash.