Adrian Ivashkov Novels & Stories

I asked, trying to ignore the affect Julius’ display of power had on me. “Trying to get rid of me so soon?” Adrian scoffed, his expression light once again as he stood to his full height. “Okay, okay, as much as it pains me Maia, I’ll go. I just have one last thing…” he took a step towards the door before pivoting so that he was facing Maeve. “I, Adrian Fowler, reject you, Maeve Lorenze, of the Blood Moon Pack.”

He knows where we go from here, and I almost laugh at the way we’re in sync with each other. The blonde in the red dress steps forward, her rose scent becoming more prominent when she looks at me. “My name is Marie Ivanova, Alpha Creed,” she says with a bright smile and a voice dripping with honey. It takes everything in me not to roll my eyes. “My name is Christa Mikhailova,” the defiant one says. Her scent is one of sage and it burns the back of my throat. Gods, what’s made this woman so bitter? “I am Inessa Baranova, Alpha,” the timid one says. Her scent reminds me of summer berries and is more pleasant than the other two. She actually looks up when she speaks to me this time and although

He gives me a smile and grabs my hand. (What’s your name mate?) he asks curiously. (I’m Mila Gibson and you?) I ask. (That’s a beautiful name. I’m Adam Thompson.) He replies. (What pack are you from Adam?) I ask innocently. (I’m the future beta of the Crescent Moon Pack.) He says proudly. I pull my hand away from him slowly, and he looks at me confused. (Is something wrong?) He asks confused. (I’m sorry, but I have plans and this is not part of them.) I whisper.

she asks, her voice sharp with suspicion. “Yes,” Daniel confirms, turning to face his sister-in-law. “His name is Boris. He told his Alpha that there are rumors in the camp—or the supposed pack—that Emmanuel Reed is alive and currently gathering an army to reestablish his pack and take over the existing ones. From what I understand, Richard has the same objective.”

“Are you sure?” She nods. My heart raced at this new clue. If it’s true, we might have the answer Klaus, and I have been looking for. The missing link to all these problems. I never doubted that Rylee knew who Vino Zakharov was. He’s a respectable man in the business world who owns chains of casinos to cover up for his dirty business. This is a tactic even Klaus is doing, so I’m not one to judge. “That can be just a coincidence,” I deadpanned, testing her, masking the rapidly increasing wallop in my pulse. Not needing Rylee to bury her nose into something she knows nothing about.

Her eyes were wide with fear. “Who the fuck are you?” Ivan snapped, gripping tighter around Adelyn's shoulders. “I’m your worst fucking nightmare.” Before anyone could respond, I snapped my fingers. A gust of wind shot through the room. I jumped over the table and pinned him against the wall while he was distracted. His gun fell to the floor, and as he tried to break free of my hold. I let Flint show in my eyes as I let out a low growl. Ivan's eyes widened with recognition as he looked at me.

Alessandro and Draco stood there baffled at their childish wife and girlfriend behaviour. They looked at each other and shook hands with no expression on their face. "Hello, I am Draco Blackwood. Welcome to my home." "Hello, Alessandro Williams. Thank you." Sabrina wasn't surprised at his fake surname. He use this surname "Williams" in business world. One of many reasons people recognise him as the CEO and not as "Alessandro Kingston" the mafia leader of California. "Hello, I am Lily Harrison." Lily said as he shook hand with Alessandro. Alessandro passed her the bouquet and she smiled delightfully.

I am not getting Cherish out. I am going to burn this whole fucking place to the ground. I am Ivan Stolkhov, Head Beta Warrior of the White Forest Pack, leader of men, a fucking hero from once upon a time and I will not let Killian’s life be in vain.

I let out all off my aggression on Ivan, Maria's so-called friend who was in the warehouse basement these days. The best news I heard this month was when I found out Ivan was one of the sons of Dmitry Sokolov, who is the leader of the Russian mafia. It didn't surprise me when I found out he was not given the position of the capo yet, maybe due to his clumsirness and idiotic behaviour.

I extended a hand to him, and shaking my hand, he smirked at me, watching as Natasha took a step back. “Alpha Nathan Kozlov. You really are a man of business. I can see that your place seems to bring in more people with each passing day” he said, looking at Natasha who bit her bottom lip as she smiled. I knew that it disgusted her to act this way, but she also knew her job and duty well, and it was one of the main reasons why she was the ONLY one qualified for this job and no one else.