Boris Pavlikovsky Novels & Stories

Liora stared at her screen, frowning. "Why would he go to the most dangerous prison in the world?" Liora began a deep dive into the inmate records of Black Raven. After breaching military-grade Russian firewalls for three hours, she found one name marked with a 'Red Notice': Boris Volkov. She dug deeper. She found old intelligence reports linking Boris Volkov to the massacre of the White family years ago. And at the very bottom of the document, there was a photo of an infant found at Volkov’s headquarters twenty-five years ago. The baby had a unique birthmark on his left shoulder.

Leon let out a giddy laugh, and I swore my stomach curled up within itself at the sound. "You are such a peach. I can't wait to cut you up. Now that daddy dearest is out of the picture, I don't have to play nice anymore." "You can thank your mutt for that. Unfortunately, Balor captured him back in Pine Valley. I can only assume he took him back to his little pack to extract information before killing him." I frowned at the information. Balor told me Ivan had gotten away. Why should I believe anything Leon said? It could be another ploy to try and recruit me. But on the other hand, why would Balor tell me? He had many secrets, and he already made it clear he didn't trust me.

“Don’t let people know.” “I’m sorry. My Luna,” He bowed slightly to Chanda. “My name is Boris and I am the pack house’s cook.” He said proudly. “Oh. Nice to meet you.” Chanda held out a hand to him. “I think your pastries, especially the bread, are just divine. Really good.” Boris’ eyes literally sparkled as he shook her hands. “Thank you, my luna. I will make them more specially, now that I know you love it.”

The young wolf was not at all surprised that I called him by name, although we did not know each other, and instead of a man's handshake, he gallantly kissed my hand. - Kira Valerievna! he said velvety. - Please accept my condolences! Boris Sergeevich was a bright personality and a respected member of society. His departure was a terrible blow. - So it is, - I smiled restrainedly, assessing the lawyer. He tried his best to give the impression of someone who was in the subject, but I doubted that he single-handedly handled Boris's affairs. He was about thirty years old at most. Boris would have given preference to someone older, that is, Ibragimov the eldest, to whom his sons assisted as much

Alex POV Charlotte started training today, she isn’t as bad as she tried to tell me she was. She definitely lacks confidence in herself. Her right hook is something that can be feared. She knocked one of the men out with one hit. Her balance is great, speed could use some improvement and skill level isn’t half bad for someone who’s never trained before. But what she told me about her past would make sense. She needed to know how to protect herself so I guess a little fighting skills are better than none. Soon she will be great. I promised her that. Her determination to be able to stand with us in battle when needed is strong and adorable if you ask me. She’s been in her room since training e

I can’t think about anything else. Boris sighs in defeat, then downs the rest of his drink. “Fine. Let’s get right down to business. The reason why I wanted to speak to you was because I’ve been observing some…strange behavior from someone in Igor’s family. Or should I say your family?” “Who?” “Leo Makárov.” I gulp. “What kind of behavior?” “He’s been hanging around that woman, Igor’s ex. Well, hanging around isn’t the right term. They’re together. They have been for a while now.”

Nirvana clenched her fist and exhaled deeply, Severin was very aware that she just started her rant, so he dropped his half filled beer and turned all his attention to her. “Boris studied so hard and turned into a hermit, he had changed so much by the time he could finally relax and take it easy that none of his mates back at school remembered him. He had to study at the cost of his youth. And when he finally developed his app, this damn rich man proposed to buy at a very low price that is obviously not worth the app, Boris refused and guess what the fuck happened? He made life difficult for all of us.” Nirvana turned to look into Severin’s eyes, her eyes burning with ardor for the next inst

“You were there?” He nodded. “I’m his head of security so usually I go where he goes unless it’s bratva business. Basically I’m his security when his Mr. Baranov, CEO of the Baranov Company. Boris is his security when it’s bratva work. Aleksei being his second he gets double duty. His job is to make sure Marek is always safe while also providing support in everything. Aleksei does the bratva side because that’s his job. He does the business side because he enjoys it.”

Swallowing hard, I cleared my throat sheepishly and spoke. "Hi-hey. Never seen you around before, I'm Alicia-" I stuttered, trying to break the awkward silence as the Man who looked in his mid-twenties placed his hands on the stirring wheel, starting the ignition without chancing a glance at me till the point of causing me to doubt my presence and existence as if I were a ghost, but he's closed off voice halted my words. "I know. I'm Boris." He responded curtly as if warding off some witchcraft, halting my words. As he revved the engine out of that place.

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