Belov Novels & Stories

she nicely introduced, "Dimitri's eldest sister." A little boy, probably around the age of ten, came out from behind her. He clutched her dress with his small, pale fist and stared at my family with wide, blue eyes. "My name's Paul Belikov," he said in a quiet, cute voice. Czarevna Karolina smiled adoringly at him, caressing his dark head. He almost looked like Cesarevich Dimitri.

the girl guided. “Boyfriend,” Boma said. “I bless you with the kind of boyfriend- in- in my life.” “His name, please. Add it.” “I bless you with- may you have a boyfriend like Donovan.” “Thanks, but Donovan who?” Boma hesitated. “I need the blessing to be specific.” The girl said pleadingly. “Because there is more than one Donovan in the world.” “Okay. Donovan Garrett” “So be it. Thank you.” The girl said excitedly, hugging Boma before exiting the restroom.

"More wine, sir?" He looks up at me. "Yes." I can feel his eyes burning a hole into the side of my face as I refill his glass. "Bella," he says, my name rolling off his tongue like a new discovery. I stop. I return the bottle into the bucket of ice. "The name suits you," he adds, looking from my name tag to my face. His speaks in a clipped tone. Almost vaguely sarcastic, but he doesn't seem like the kind to say anything he doesn't mean.

“ You never let me forget, babe, “ I said, remembering how much he hated me calling him that. He groaned but ignored it because he wanted to make me happy. He was always making me happy except for the times that he wasn’t. But you couldn’t have good things without the bad. That was impossible and out of this world. We finished eating and started drinking wine. Nikolai stood up suddenly and then held out his hand for me to take. I stood up too and took it. We walked through the beach, hand in hand and wine in hand. “ What do you love most about Italy? “ Nikolai asked. “ You…” He was not the only one who had a romantic bone in their body. I could be romantic too if I wanted and at that time, I

I decided against asking if anyone had arrived before me and just instead sat patiently and by patiently, I mean if he's not here in ten minutes, the date is definitely over. Less than five minutes later, an average height man appears in front of me and I'm temporarily hypnotised by how great he looks. He looked mid-thirty, obviously the type that works out since his physique was beyond amazing and that face alone would make any woman fall at his feet. Let's not even talk about that beautiful smile he has on his face, he looked so overjoyed to see me and I partly found that strange. Did he know me? "Hi, I'm Tobi. You must be Omotayo?" he asked and I nodded in reply. "It's really nice to meet

“There's something familiar about your look and your name. Is there something you're hiding?” He claimed to be trying to figure out where he knew me from. My mind skipped, and immediately I cast a narrative that would divert his attention. "I am just an orphan staying with my foster parents. There is nothing special about me, "I replied, my voice pulsing with the trouble to maintain countenance. “You are Elah, Ethan's wife.” Fear struck my heart. The situation took a threatening turn when Thomas, inspired by his lost curiosity, tried to get intimate with me.

~ISABELLA~ “The will isn’t a hassle to read because Late Mr. Belkov made it straight to the point and short. Here, it says that his wife should be given 55 percent of his assets excluding the company. And Adrian Belkov should be given 40 percent including the company. Then late Mr Belkov’s only brother should be given one of his cars. The remaining five percent of Late Mr Belkov’s assets will be given to charity as he demanded,” the lawyer said.

Pretended I cared what she thought. What had she said in ninth grade when I got up the courage to ask her out? Her words still rang in my ears. “Why would I go out with a loser like you? I’m not into fat guys.” I wasn’t bitter. No. Everyone was fucking entitled to their own opinion. I was doing a job. Like this one that Golubev had paid me handsomely to take care of. Kidnap Natalia and hold on to her until they could convince her father to vote how they wanted. Easy. And it gave me time for a little justice against the girl who had turned my life inside out.

Odhan asked in confusion. "No, we found something which we never imagined we will find here" Lucifer muttered. "What is it?" Odhan inquired softly. "The queen you just said that I love so much to risk an attack from the dark creatures, and the woman in that Portrait, Theodora, are the same" Darius explained clearly to Odhan. His tone is cold and it sent shivers down the spine of Odhan. "Why the hell are you after everyone I love and hold dear to me" Max snapped at Odhan.