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
He lets out another sigh, and I can already picture him running a hand through his hair, the same way he used to when we were kids "You should've reached out," I tell him, "After everything that Dad did to me, I could've really used your support." "I know. I just... I had to take care of something
Ava "You look different" Cara announces when we meet up later at one of the cafés around campus. The place is buzzing with students even though it's a Saturday and the campus is less crowded than usual. I glance up from the heart shaped design on my latte, shooting her a puzzled look. "Different
"My feet aren't always so..." I try to inject, but he cuts me off with a look that screams I've seen you rubbing your feet on baby oil at least four times this week, so there's no need for you to even try and deny it. I bite down on my bottom lip as he continues. "I thought that creating a place t
Cara, of course, is still watching me with that knowing look in her eyes that makes me want to crawl under the table and hide. Maybe she senses my discomfort or my inability to form words beyond 'uhms' and 'well' because she surprisingly changes the subject. "Aaron called me the other day" She rus







