Alex Volkov Book Character Novels & Stories

He stood up, rounding his desk to where she stood facing straight forward. “There's a man in Mexico city. A very powerful man that threatens my position as the top worldwide.” His voice lowers to almost a whisper, the strong breathy smell of toba**o fanning her face. “Don Antonio Alvarez. You will infiltrate his mansion and assassinate him quietly. No mistakes.” Her head shot up. “Another don?” Darius’ brow lifted slightly. “Are you perhaps hesitant right now?” His voice dipped lethally. “I'm not,” Alina said quickly.

I pull on tiny cotton shorts and remain topless. Then I crack open my laptop. Risks his life? Bail? What had that been about? I’m not stupid. I know Alexei’s job involves him hurting people. His explosive power that night behind Luminé continues to plague me in more ways than one. The aggression in his eyes. The ease with which he took lives. To protect me. But now I know he has a connection to a modeling agency. I dive back into a search. Alexei Volkov Russian model.

kAZIMIR The study was dark when I finally returned. I didn't bother with the lights. I knew the room by heart, the creak of the floorboards, the weight of the curtains, the way the moonlight slanted through the windows at this hour. I went to the desk, pulled out my phone, and scrolled to an old contact. Alexei Volkov. No relation, different spelling, different bloodline. He was a fixer like Viktor, but he worked for me. Had for years. He was discreet, loyal, and completely invisible.

Alexei Mikhalov looked like an angel, literally. But. He had the devil in his eyes. His appearance belied who he really was—a ruthless crime boss. Sick and twisted and devoid of empathy and regard for human life. Like Lucifer, he was beautiful and perverse. By his side is a man dragging along an older man. My chest tightened. Manuel. He was pushed forward, looking haggard. He’d obviously been manhandled by Alexei and his men. Beside me, Demetrio was oozing off heat.

His voice was oddly calm and remote, and some bitterness left behind the memories of that horrid night. “Let go!” I yelled my hands coming forward to slam on his chest as with force I fight him. Alexei Volkov was an undeniable embodiment of untamed power, possessing a relentless ruthlessness rendered him immune to defeat. He possessed an unwavering determination to claim whatever he desired, employing any means necessary. In an instant, his free hand reached towards me, enveloping my exposed shoulder with a swift and forceful motion.

Periswua but it seems like it didn’t even exist at the first place. He was handsomely sleeping that I didn’t catch myself staring for too long not until he opened his eyes and met mine. He was smirking at me. Feeling arrogant that he saw me staring. “ I know that I am handsome, Devon. If you want to stare at me, you should ask for permission though,” he said cockily. I rolled my eyes and rose from my feet, arranging and picking all of the books that are scattered. Alpha Antonio is a genius. He knows how to find the exact thing, he knows how to execute a great plan. He was the brainy one and that shows on how he highlights the every pages of this book that has somehow a clue to what we are ex

Charlotte POV I was once told that if you follow your heart your life should never come with sorrow or pain, because you never let yourself or anyone do wrong to you. Man were they wrong. Not one person helped prepare me for the moment I’m supposed to hand myself over to the person that wants to kill me. What’s death anyways? Alex cares, I can tell by the way he looks at me that he doesn’t want me to go. I wasn’t expecting him to fall in love with me, honestly wasn’t expecting me to fall in love with him either. He’s charm is different from all the men I’ve seen or talked to. He’s tough, knows how to keep people out. I don’t know if he has other weaknesses but I’ve noticed that I’ve become o

The ones that had made my breath catch because the Alpha, our Alpha, had actually been looking at me. He moved again, and another sound escaped my throat helplessly. “That’s it,” he murmured, sliding his hand up my thigh. I knew I shouldn’t be here. I wasn’t supposed to be here. I was nothing other than an orphaned omega who had spent her days scrubbing floors and taking orders. I didn’t belong anywhere near Nikolai Rydor’s bed, much less under him. But when he’d come up to me at the gathering, when he’d leaned close and asked me to follow him, I just couldn't say no. My whole life, I had been invisible. And suddenly, someone like him saw me.

“I came to give you what you deserve. A farewell worthy of the piece-of-shit old man who almost destroyed everything we protect.” Daniil smiled with contempt. “So Dmitry is a coward now?” “Dmitry is Alpha. He has laws, politics, responsibilities.” Sasha removed his overcoat with calm, revealing arms covered in war tattoos beneath a shirt with rolled-up sleeves. “I’m just a Volkov with free time. And no brakes.” Daniil began to rise, but Sasha’s hand came like thunder, striking the old man’s chest with brutality and throwing him back into the chair with a dry crack of bones.

Jennifer had lowered her gun and backed away to the other side of the room, listening to every word. “Let me properly introduce myself,” he said. “I am Alexei Volkov, son of Viktor Volkov, your mother’s brother. Which makes us, as I said, cousins.” I stared at him, at those eyes that looked so much like mine, at this man who shared my blood but was a complete stranger.