Dostoevsky Novels & Stories

When his father, the powerful Dimitri Konstantinov, a vengeful Russian, entrusts him with the task of going after the bastard daughter of his treacherous wife with a prominent businessman in Manhattan, Alek won't hesitate to tie up that loose end. "Do not fall in love with Aleksander Konstantinov, because he is an imperious disaster, and hot as a volcano, but he is also the bullet that you do not want to see embedded in your chest, once this happens it will be inevitable to see you dying and bleeding from the beast, a beast that just by looking into your eyes, is capable of absorbing your stability to the point of becoming non-existent ". ... "The wolf is now my vice, an illicit one, therefo

How could Donovan be so mean? She heard sure footsteps and rushed to her feet, her heart pounding as the door was opened to reveal Donovan. She observed Donovan's curly hair, now longer and more pronounced, triggering memories of his past cruelty when he bullied her as a child. But this time, he stood before her as an adult, his hair lending him an air of rugged allure rather than innocence. It no longer softened his features; instead, it accentuated his confident demeanor, transforming him into a figure of unsettling allure, like a wealthy male model untouched by the burdens of the world.

I said, turning my laptop off “we have a lot to do this afternoon” *********************************** “Dante, you know that my respect for your family is endless, but these plans are not ones that would work. If anything, we might lose more than we would ever gain” Mikhail Baryshnikov said, looking at me. This man in specific was one of the oldest investors and partners of the family. He was also one of the men who encouraged Giovanni into dropping his family to build a bigger empire.

PTSD. REVENGE. SCÀRS. SLÀPPING. STÀLKING. SOMNOPHILIA TORTŮRE. TOYS. VIOLENCE. *The author does not promote such practices and neither advices you to do so. If you think any of the above subjects could stress you and isn't for you, do not proceed, but if you think you can handle an Anti-hero like Jeremiah Sokolov, please be ready for the ride ahead. I hope by the end of this book, you'll fall in love with these characters.

If they do not confess the location of that traveler, who carries the energy stone, who dared to steal the energy stones from the palace of their king, the Dark Lord Aragon. But the dwarves remained silent, and did not say a word, despite their extreme terror... let Eros come forward The second leader after Matthew, Aragon's loyal assistant Eros grabbed the dwarf leader's neck and lifted him high off the ground. His eyes turned black, and he opened his eyes. His mouth opened and bared his fangs, while the dwarven leader began to lose his temper He took a breath, trying hard to catch it. Eros looked at him with hatred, and whispered with pleasure, saying to him with a deranged smile , he was

Third Person Point of View: “What the fuck is this?” Viktor asked, frowning at the sight of the men carrying the crate. The men brought in the boxes that were arriving from nearby families who were pledging their loyalty to Esteban, and this in specific was for Viktor. “It came to you, from Alexei Aslanov” one of the men said, looking down at his feet, avoiding his and the Alpha’s eyes. They knew the punishment for trying to do so, and each one of them wanted to keep that head of his over his shoulders.

I almost died because of his vexing presence. I turn up in our apartment before midnight, and Mom is already in a tight sleep. I kiss her good night and then saunter into my room. Upon sitting on my bed, I open my laptop and search 'Rusco Andreyev' on the Internet. A website says he's the founder and market leader of the dominant luxury vehicle manufacturer in Russia called 'Doyarka.' Doyarka is most well-known for its tough off-road trucks and cruiser motorcycles. I'm shocked by these flooding achievements the company has attained. Mister Rusco Andreyev proposed a job for me in his company. I can't believe it. This is real, right? This is real.

Dreams come true Since 2011, Winston has dreamed of attending the national literary award ceremony for Writer of the year and receiving the coveted statuette. That year he registered on the portal proza.ru. Since 2011, he has posted his poems on proza.ru and still continues to create in the style of Joseph Brodsky, because thanks to Joseph Brodsky, he fell in love with the poetry and poetry of the master of the 20th century. Among other things, one head of creative projects at the University liked Winston's poems very much, calling them mood poems, and she even invited him to play in a University play. Winston rehearsed a bit, but in the end he turned down the role, considering it more impor

“He just has this insane attitude of disobeying me. I knew it was Denis but he wouldn’t believe me! He messed things up for himself not for me!” “I don’t understand, Denis? You mean his wife, was the one you saw, thought she was dead.” Odin graced his butler with a fiery glance and grumbled, “Adam you are too old and you are too slow for my liking, didn’t you get the little logic?” He hissed and his lips twisted in a dangerous smile. “Denis’ descendant, reincarnation....how sweet. It should be nice killing her again....” He laughed sardonically.

My mouth opened countless times, closing and opening, no, I couldn't accept that, so I was going to leave it explicitly. Oh yes, of course Christmas, I sold myself to Santa Claus, which was more than a doll I got, when I sold myself, Even though right now, all I wanted was a taste other than the bruises on my body that Nikolai was real. In addition to a good snow day on a cosy morning, with the strategy of having a good Christmas, sleeping all day. And what more than that necklace to prove it? A man who seemed to have a lot of money, like a king, but who was Nikolai Dostoyevsky, or Nikolai D. ?