Buddy Boris Novels & Stories

Milo laughed, "Imagine waking up to the news your family sold you off for something so meager, bloody pigs." They were out of the door now, and they met with Boris, who was Russian and Milo's assistant. The man was larger than everyone in the room, with white hair and green eyes that were as cold as Milo's, so Zayne didn't need to wonder how they got along so well. As far as he knew, they met at one of Milo's boxing sprees, and Boris was the only one who came close to overthrowing Milo. Boris looked distracted, watching the stage with so much interest that Milo had to tap him on the shoulder and say, "I see you letting your guard down."

“I don’t think you know this, but when the whole mission started…you know, trying to recover the Brennan money, both of us were candidates because we were unmarried.” I’m astonished by this and it’s evident in my facial expression. “Really?” Boris nods. “And I, being the fool I’ve always been, allowed him to have you. I always had a lifelong dream of remaining a bachelor and didn’t want anything to spoil it.” To think that right now, I might be with Boris, was insane. I’d be under his roof, yes, but would I have fallen in love with him? It’s impossible to say. I detested Boris as much as I did Igor. I’d like to think that what Igor and I have is special, so I’ll say no. I don’t think I would

"Latest from AI Life—companion bot, not even out yet." AI Life sat under the Blackwood Group umbrella, tech whiz kid. "Loaded with smarts—plays games, teaches, chats you up. Part tutor, part pal..." Buddy nodded along like he got every word. "Whoa, so cool!" "You like?" "Love it." Buddy went through the motions, hooking an arm around his neck for a quick peck on the cheek. Not his favorite grandpa, so one kiss it was. Alexander boomed a laugh, swinging back with one on the boy's face.

Boris and an unfamiliar man. She runs excitedly to hug the unfamiliar man. He's just as tall as Boris, a lot leaner, younger, attractive with black hair and black eyes and he has a smile on his face as Annika hugs him. He looks so happy to see her as well as he lifts her off the ground.

AUTHOR’S POV: Carson walked angrily as he headed to his house, he could feel eyes on him but he didn’t care. For someone that old he looked very young and handsome with a blonde, a very muscular body complemented his look, he stood tall about 6’7, and had the sexiest body stature ever. It was a pity he didn’t have a mate though every female species even some males would do anything to lay on his bed and whoever did always wished to go back, especially Sonia {she is in charge of female affairs across the paranormal world}.

His face did not want to be shown to me, but it seems that his name was Yegor and I had already recalled his other phrases before. "What this time... He's his own enemy... Chose him... The dead make no claims... Ballast... Dragging you to the bottom... You can't save... What they took from the store.. Your boss has already been put on the wanted list... That he will sing... You drown yourself..." I took a drag, thinking about the memory. Bos has already been put on the wanted list... Boris said that we met through his partner Artur. Could it be that he was the boss, the owner of the jewelry store that was allegedly robbed? So I worked at that store?

Before the doctor could answer my question, a commotion at the entrance snagged our attention. My forehead creased when I saw Luna Erin’s former mate, the one she called Boris, enter the emergency room, his eyes searching, and when he spotted the doctor and me, he went straight in our direction. Eyeing him with trepidation, I watched his progress with a guarded look. “I am Boris, former Beta of the Red Stone Pack.” Dr. Morris shook hands with him, and they started talking. Call it eavesdropping, but I had no intention to leave my spot.

I ask as I take a large gulp of my drink enjoying the burning trail it leaves in its wake. “Anya. Anya Fedorov. Her Father, my very close friend— bless his soul,” Boris pauses, offering a moment of silence to the dead, “Betrothed her to me. She lived with me for a few days after the death of her father, swearing that she loved me, only to abscond with all my money and valuables as well as pieces of jewelry belonging to my other wives!” Boris says squeezing his hands tightly into a fist. Ivanov bursts into laughter at the lies. Full deep belly laughter that has tears rolling down his eyes. I give him a look, telling him to keep his amusement under control.

Julius said, planting his palms firmly on his desk and he thankfully navigated the conversation away from topics of conversation we had yet to discuss. “I’m assuming our Luna here is up to speed about Wes?” “Yes.” Julius and I replied in unison. “Okay dynamic duo. Well, when I say he is perhaps the weakest person I’ve ever encountered, I’m not lying. This guy is talking and I’m not even asking questions.” “I’m sure you’re not doing nothing.” Julius scoffed. “I’ve electrocuted him a handful of times, sue me.” Dean rolled his eyes, crossing his forearms over his broad chest. “Anyway, he’s confirmed that Adrian is working with someone and he’s got connections in the Blue Moon Pack.”

I waited till Alex had left for work before heading to Alicia's house. I had no idea Alex had a twin sister. Somehow, the file Antonio had given me which apparently contained all the information I needed about Alex omitted the part where he had a crazy twin sister. When I arrived at Alicia's, Iris was slumped on the couch, clutching a half empty bottle of vodka. Alicia tried to pry it out of her hands and failed. Her eyes were red and puffy and mascara streaked down her cheeks as she mumbled incoherently. Iris was an excellent assassin. Out of all five of us, she was the best at physical combat. Despite her small physique, she could take five men down without breaking a sweat but at that mom