Adrian Ivashkov Novels & Stories

Igor, Adrian’s uncle, was currently serving two life sentences in a prison in Russia. Ivan Petrov had stayed in Alaska and settled in Seward. To escape the notoriety of his brother, he legally changed his name to Peters, he married a young girl, and they had a son named Adrian Peters. Ivan was determined to Americanise his family as much as possible.

Evander Vasileon was the first Alpha King who sat in the Moonlight Throne, uniting the three other thrones from different areas of the wilding forest, and from there, the Vasileon’s lineage started to rule… not until the moon’s rage. “Do you understand the words written in that book?” My mind already had its focus on this book when suddenly a voice boomed behind my back. A man unfamiliar to me stood tall with a smug smile on his face. I have no idea who this man is, but one thing is for sure, he is not a normal werewolf but a high one, his clothes could vouch for that. Now, I fully couldn't go back on reading so I folded the book and stood.

She just smirked at him. ‘Baby... you triggered him,’ Drake commented through her mind. ‘But keep up the excellent work, my stray. Be a queen.’ "Why are you trembling, Sultan?" "That’s Cadmus, my stray; he’s the leader of the elites," Drake informed "Oh, he’s scary, so you know," Emily replied. Emily watches how they throw questions at the Sultan about traitors. "Are you perhaps a traitor of this kingdom? Are you involved with Bella? " Additionally, Taurus asks,

Standing by the glass railing, looking out over the sprawling, glittering expanse of the city he commanded, was Adrian. He was dressed in a simple, high-thread-count black cashmere sweater and tailored trousers, his dark hair brushed back, his powerful, scarred silhouette looking like a permanent monument against the skyline. In his hand, he held a crystal tumbler of single-malt whiskey, the ice clinking softly as he turned around to face me. The moment his dark eyes locked onto my frame, the cold, calculating aura of the Volkov empire vanished completely, replaced by that fierce, unyielding devotion that had kept me safe through every storm.

James turned and left as he ignored Ivan. Ivan’s knees were numb after kneeling for so long. He tried to stand up as he gritted his teeth. There was no time for him to waste. He must find Victor and send James’ proof of his support to him. “I can help you.” Outside the door, Adrian pulled Ivan to a corner. He gestured for Ivan to keep quiet. “I can help you. But you need to help me with something too.” Ivan was stunned as he looked at Adrian anxiously. “What is it…?”

I said. A pause. “What has he done?” I looked at him steadily. The question was genuine. Not the performed innocence of a man seeking deniability but the actual question of a son who had lived alongside a father’s authority for his entire life without being given full access to what that authority was built on. “What do you know about Dmitri Vasiliev?” I said. Adrian was still. “He’s an investor. Connected to some of father’s earlier business relationships.” A pause. “Why?”

Roman’s my left, and Kai is kinda the legs I stand on. If Hails’ my advisor, then Roman is my General. All my armies are his. Malachi is equally important. He is young, but he’s the one who keeps all our shit together. The eternal student handles every penny to the Vlademyre name and monitors every investment made by our clan. Clans and Families are different. Sort of immediate family versus cousins and others with several degrees of separation, if not linked to us by marriage. Any way, despite being the youngest, and possibly the most flamboyant vamp I’ve ever met, Kai keeps our businesses at pretty high gains.

She was afraid that he was a bad person who wanted to kidnap her because of her stepfather's status as a very dangerous military chief. But Diana's wild thoughts disappeared when the man introduced himself.... "I'm Darren, that's my name." Darren? Annabelle's friend? Diana had never known. "I'm the boy who caught you crying in the restroom when your mom scolded you," he said again. Dana immediately shut her mouth. She finally remembered! Darren, the son of Alpha Adam who currently leads Pack Kyne. Diana still didn't think they would meet again. Especially after not meeting for a long time, she didn't recognize his face.

“That doesn’t mean you get to throw blame where it doesn’t belong. It is not her fault. This war is not her fault.” Evelyn’s glare turned back to me. “You don’t think I know what this is?” she spat, her voice sharp with accusation. “This is his way of sending a message. Giovanni wanted this to happen. The second Lysandra was removed from this pack, the moment we stopped bowing to his family’s demands, he retaliated. And the one thing that changed…” she pointed directly at me, her hand shaking with anger… “Mother…”

I know him or rather his name sounds familiar. Mikhail Volkov. He’s a member of the Bratva and a member of the four reapers. I’ve not heard good stories about him and Mikhail is known to be the most unhinged one from all four of them. They are all known to be ruthless, but Mikhail is just out of this world. “I…” “You’re stalling, get down. Now.” His voice is cold and intimidating and I don’t know when my hands move and I open the car door, stepping out from the car.