Belov Novels & Stories

His glass was already raised as anticipated. "Ah, Albert, glad you can make it up here so quickly. We were looking for you." I nodded and turned to the man near him. He was the pahkan of a bratva that rivaled the Kulaks: the Belovs. "Pahkan Belov, I don't think we've ever met."

He was always with his best friend, who was Luis, the boy who works at the company. Axel kept listening attentively. —One day I received a letter; it was a pink sheet, I still remember what it said. I quote Alicia. "Hello, "Al. I know you don't know about me and that hurts me, because I see you every day. That smile is the most beautiful; I would die for you to dedicate it to me one day. Sometimes I just sit and watch you. I know it sounds scary, but it's not. "I can't just stop admiring your beauty; I hope I don't bother you with these letters, little "Al." Sincerely. Your admirer.

he shook his head again, "In my room-" "Baby, I don't remember any of that." he shook his head. I hit his chest softly to push him back, "Don't tell me you drove me home drunk?" He looked everywhere but at me and his smile ultimately gave him away, but I'm glad he doesn't remember all that. I heard a chirpy female voice behind me, "Hey Jade." I saw the color drain out of Adam's face and when I turned around, I didn't expect to see his ex-girlfriend standing there, all happy, smiling ear to ear.

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His world was complete. “Guess what?... He’s gonna be stronger.” Isabel winked at her mate, who was already gazing at his son’s now golden orbs with a shocked expression. THE END

“Leviathan.” “Leviathan.” He repeats carefully. I have to fight the urge to look back and see what he looks like, knowing that there’s a demon prince that’s unreachable to him. “Listen, I don’t fully trust you as an individual yet since you have questionable skills. You’re strong; that’s what matters. I don’t know what you want, but I want to ask for your help regarding the third demon prince. If you can kill him and get rid of the miasma, I will be in debt to you. I’m Archer Belgorod, one of the unit captains. If you need something, I can give it to you, but only if you can do us this favor. Can you do it?”

Madison asks with a raised eyebrow. "Showing how foolish you are, you bought the idea. And you told your foolish boyfriend who believed my lie. Raphael is just an emotional fool, there is no difference between the both of you. You both are meant for each other, because you are big fools." Alexandra says with hatred. She didn't care about the tone of her voice. "Really? Raphael is an emotional fool?" Madison asks with a smile. "You both are big fools," Alexandra repeats. "Big..., " She is cut off, by the quick pull and a slap which could correct any ones brain. Alexandra who seemed too shocked, tries to blink twice, the slap really had an effect on her.

The world suddenly went still. Alfonso and Siena stood stiffly on their spots, staring wide-eyed at Madam Belova with their jaws dropping, unable to get her point. Madam Belova heaved a long sigh. “I’m sorry. I should have explained from the beginning. I’m not Elena Belova. My name is Irina Belova. Elena is my elder sister.” Oh, for goodness sake! Siena complained in her thoughts. Why didn’t anyone tell them right from the start? There should be no incident like this because of misunderstanding!

As Eleanor looked around the house, she once more couldn’t help but marvel at the beauty of the place. “Are they all this huge…” she muttered to herself as her eyes met with some of the guards. They all had this muscular frame and bulky bodies. She was yet to meet one with a smaller body frame. She wondered if they all got it from what they fed or was it from their rigorous trainings. From the little Catherine had told her, she could tell the arrogant rude man that claimed to be her mate is the Alpha and their leader. “Arthur…that’s his name…” she muttered silently to herself. His name alone made her hate him. The thought of home spurred inside of her and she wondered what uncle Bob and her

Of course Christopher Henry Jameson—also known as Beast- wasn't the average man. He stood 6'5" and weighed three hundred and two pounds. He didn't like the extra three pounds. He rather liked being in the two hundred weight range even if it was by just one or two pounds. Regardless, there wasn't an ounce of fat on his perfect body. Beast was muscles on top of muscles, yet not hulking like some of the others that worked in the Marine Corps division assigned to The Department of Home Land Security, or better known as DHS. Too big made you slow. He'd seen guys bigger than him hospitalized during the CRUCIBLE training.