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
“We’ll take it.” My head snaps to Nikolai who looks calm and completely unfazed and not at all like the demented man I expect to see who just agreed to pay one million dollars for a ring. “We will?” “Yes, we will,” he says, his eyes pointed at me. “Nikolai, I don’t think spending one million
I groan and bury my face against her neck, inhaling her sweet scent as my lips brush over her soft skin. Fuck, she smells good. Like cherries and coconut. I'm near fucking delirious when I press a kiss on the spot connecting her shoulder to her neck. I've already lost the battle. “Better?” I whisp
AVA “Your canvas is blank” Cara says, peeking over my shoulder, her eyes narrowed as she stares at the wide expanse of white space, untouched by the dripping paintbrush in my hands. I let out a sigh, a long shallow breath breaking past my lips. At the beginning of class, Mr Bennett, our paint
Just like that. He just left. Apparently, Nikolai and Ivan had somewhere to be, and it was imperative they left first thing that morning. When I asked Kat when they'd be back she shrugged and told me three days. It's been seven. And while Kat had gotten numerous phone calls from her husband, m







