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
“Thank you, “ she says, the words so soft I almost miss it. She turns to leave but then I stop her. “And where do you think you’re going?” she glances back at me, a quizzical expression on her face as she raises a brow. “My room,” she says like it’s the most obvious answer. “And what about my
“Okay then, since you're so adamant about lying to yourself, you think that just because Kira remembers everything, there may be a chance that she might've seen the person who started the fire.” I blink at her. Apparently, Nikolai wasn't the only person who could sense bullshit a mile away. “For
I felt sick to my stomach. All these years, I had been living under the same roof with a man who potentially killed people for a living and I didn’t even know it. I suddenly felt disgusted with myself. All this time, I had forced myself to believe that despite everything, my father wasn’t a terrible
Ava Cara picks up on the third ring. “Hello?” Cara’s thick Irish accent fills my ear from the other side of the phone, and it feels like a weight has suddenly been lifted off my shoulders on hearing her voice again. “Hi,” I say. A pause and then, “You fucking bitch where the hell have you be







