Alex Volkov Book Character Novels & Stories

A man walked in, he was older, in his Forties, in an expensive suit, with gray hair slicked back and cold blue eyes. Alexei Volkov. I knew it before he said a word, the way he moved, the way Liam immediately went quiet. This was the predator. "Mr. Volkov," Liam said. "I was just..." "Leaving," Volkov finished. "But first, introductions." He walked toward me, slowly and intentionally. "Maya Vance. I have heard so much about you." I stepped back, and my back hit the wall. He kept coming. "Don't be frightened," he said softly. "I am not going to hurt you."

well, the experience affected all the characters. Alex had the weirdest dreams ever, especially the 'promotion' I guess that was from me. I kept on writing and laughing and at a point I wondered where Thor came from and since Thor was there I just had to put Loki. I guess that was to serve as some comic relief, everything had been so serious in the book, I did miss the characters goofiness and stupidity. At the end of the book, Alex didn't only get his promotion, but also found love in the way he never expected it to come. After all they had been through, I decided that they deserved their happy ending, I don't want any fictional character's curse on my head.

I guess he was trying to plead their heritage. "It is an abomination for a Stepanov to team up with a Volkov against their own," he said, short of breath, and I knew Casper must have had him beaten up. He seemed all right, but his looks didn't fool me. Aurora had done a number on him by taking part of his arm. It was amazing. He still wanted to live, knowing he would be useless. "Do you not know Leonardo Albert is a Volkov?" he said to Andrew and Clay.

Anya’s stomach tightened. The front doors opened before the bell rang. The guards didn’t even pretend to stop them. Three men walked in like they owned the marble floors. The first one stepped forward. Tall. Broad shoulders. A scar cut across his cheek and disappeared into his beard. His eyes were steady. Cold. Not wild. Controlled. Alexei Volkov. She had seen his picture before in files her father thought she never touched. Behind him stood two more men. One with sharp features and pale eyes that studied everything. Nikolai.

I've been dealing with the tricks of the Volkov family for years now so I know them like the back of my palm. And this girl might be an assassin but I was Axel Ivanov and really, she should have known better than to fuck with me.

Kai Volkov was everything the rumours said and more; tall, built like a panzer tank, and no emotion evident in his blue eyes. The intimidation in his scent is enough to keep me submissive because, truth be told, he scared the Hell out of me. The other one, Viktor, not so much. He seems more like the bookish type, not a warrior, but I wouldn’t fuck with him either way. The Blood Crest pack didn’t have a terrible reputation for nothing.

He moved like someone trained for combat. He introduced himself as Alexei Kozlov. He said he was pleased to meet Elena Russo. He spoke of her survival through Vincent Cross and the FBI. His English was smooth, with only a faint accent. Elena sensed the danger beneath his calm surface. She replied that she was interested to meet the man who believed he could move into family territory without consequences. Alexei smiled and said he did not believe there would be consequences. The families were distracted. They were weakened.

******************** Alexavia's POV My hands were chained, and my legs tied as well in such a way I was unable to move from the floor. I looked around, the entire place looking so unfamiliar to me. Where was I? And those boys…who were they? Oh Goodness. My back ached a bit. What do they want with me, huh? Why was I here? I thought of screaming but felt it wasn’t a good idea. And shortly, the door opened to a guy walking in. Then, another. And finally, Alpha Gunther. . “Hah!” I gasped in shock. Gunther??? Alpha Gunther? Good heavens!!

We descended to the lobby together – all of us. The sight of four armed men in tactical gear should have terrified me, but instead, I felt strangely calm. "Alexei Kozlov," I said, walking slowly toward the leader. "You look just like your father." "Don't you dare speak his name," he snarled, raising his weapon. "Why not? Viktor Kozlov was a brilliant man. Ruthless, criminal, but brilliant." Behind me, I could feel Kai using his abilities to read the truth in every word I spoke. Isabella was sensing the emotional currents in the room. Solana was watching for the exact moment when everything would tip toward violence or resolution.

He was a big man, older than Aleksei by eight years, and he had the quality of someone who'd seen a lot of Alphas make a lot of bad decisions and had developed a very specific face for when he thought one was coming. He had that face on now. "She's in Volkov's city," Oleg said. "With two children. And Volkov's name is on the project funding." "I'm aware." "So whatever you're thinking about doing—" "I'm not thinking about doing anything." Oleg looked at him. The face got worse. "I'm going to make a phone call," Aleksei said. "That's it." * * *