Belov Novels & Stories

We walked to the club entrance and were stopped by a guy who looked a bit older than us. “ids please?” I didn’t have my id and I knew the club was for 21 and above so it would have been useless. Olivia smirked “excuse me? I’m Olivia Lopez and this is Camila Santiago” the guy’s eyes widened and he apologized profuse. He quickly let us in.

Violently if necessary. Hail be damned.

Eve could hear it too, footsteps fast approaching. Serena looked at her, eyes pleading. “Please.” Eve's heart tightened in her chest, burning with disbelief. Kai would never betray her, she was certain of it, and yet deep in her gut there was a seed of doubt, growing and infesting her thoughts—Serena, she was the doubt. Eve stared at her, struggling with herself, not knowing what to believe. She wanted to believe her King, and trust in their love but— “HURRY, Eve,” Serena hastened as the footsteps drew even more closer, becoming more alarming and impossible to ignore.

Her touch was cold, colder than death itself, yet so oddly comforting. “You’re so close now, Giovanni,” she whispered, leaning into me, her breath cool against my neck. “Everything you’ve worked for, everything you’ve suffered for, it’s finally within reach. The young boy's body really did help me. It is a shame that he had lost himself. It is a shame that he fell for my voice. But he came to my benefit. Caleb was his name, wasn't it?”

I had to even stop at the side of the woods, stay and stare at the place where I got banished from. The woods where Damon rejected me. Where Cassandra smiled, my world was falling apart. My hands shook as I adjusted the slings. Leo stirred slightly and made a tiny growl and I was glad, muttering those words into his ears. “Don’t worry. You will become an Alpha like your father.” His sound was tiny, but it had real Alpha power. Laman did the same a second later. Their voices were tightening my chest with love and fear. I took a deep breath and stepped out of the woods.

I said evenly, even though we both knew I was lying. He leaned down slightly, his lips brushing my ear, his voice low enough for only me to hear. “You have nothing to prove to her, Valerie. Not anymore. I know that you don't want to believe that, but I need you to right now. Just let her go, ignore her presence. She is not here.” I forced a small smile. “A little hard to do so when she's standing looking the way that she is.” The crowd shifted as an elder called for everyone’s attention. Xavier’s hand never left my back. To anyone watching, we were the picture of unity, the Alpha and his Luna, powerful and composed. But inside, my heart was beating hard enough that it hurt.

Us and the security I had upped after her kidnap. Currently, I sat in the living room with my tablet on the small table in front of me. Financial reports filled the screen. Enough paperwork to remind me why I preferred torturing people over attending board meetings. The work had piled up over the last week as most of my attention had shifted toward another matter. The matter of Vasily Belov. The Bratva's bastard had proven surprisingly useful. Every piece of information he'd provided had checked out. I still didn't trust him though.

"Holy shit, they did it. They convicted him," Eli spoke in disbelief. "-I can't believe this is happening." My words came out as a whisper. "It's really over?" "Yes, it's over, Eve." Eli confirmed. "Say it again," I asked, still in shock. "Eve, he's out of your life for good, " He reassured, immediately triggering the tears that had been threatening to spill from my eyes. Covering my mouth with my hand to try and stop myself from making noise,

“We all know there is history here, Sokolov. You’ve met her. And yet…the name alone, Anastasia Korovin, elicits reactions that speak louder than explanations.” I allowed a faint smile. Subtle. Enough to convey I understood the tension. “Speculation is a tool,” Belov said. “Some use it to manipulate outcomes. Others observe quietly.” I met his gaze evenly. “Observation is only useful if it leads to understanding. Otherwise, it’s wasted energy.” Artem leaned in. “Ah, but observation can be revealing. Even a flicker of recognition, a subtle hesitation…” I ignored the bait. My gaze returned to Nikolai. Neutral. Controlled. Calculating. Recognition lingered, like a

“It was Alexandro’s new bride. Serena. She saw me. In the water. I didn’t know she was there. I didn’t think anyone—” “Are we going to be in trouble?” she finished, looking up at him. Valerian’s lips curved in a faint smile. “Why should I be? Just because someone knows my wife is a siren doesn’t mean I’m afraid of them. His wife is just a human.” His eyes softened. “Mine is a siren.” That last sentence made her cheeks flush. “But…” she hesitated again, twisting her fingers. “I don’t think she’s just human.”