LOGINThis 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
"Then why are you shaking?" "I'm not." The words are sharp, precise, designed for him to leave me alone. But he doesn't and goes ahead to do the exact opposite. He takes my hand in his and my gaze drops to where we're touching, subtly admiring the way his big hands swallow mine. "You are." My t
I shut the door behind me, and turn to face her. The bathroom is small and sterile, the overhead fluorescent light casting a harsh glow over Kat’s pale face. Her eyes are rimmed with tears, her cheeks blotchy and I can't help but wonder how long she's been in here, crying. She leans against the si
"I knew it" She squeals, smacking the table lightly. "Spill. Tell me everything. Every. Single. Detail. Don't leave anything out" I bite back a groan already regretting letting the truth slip. "We just... well, I just, kind of, sorta gave him a hand job", I rush out, flushing as I tighten my grip
His gaze flickers over my face, sharp and assessing, like he's trying to memorize all my features in one go. "I do. I just came up here to get something" He says. "Which is?" "This," He says then lifts a sleek black pen. I arch a brow, "You came up here to get a pen?" He nods, "I did" "Why?"







