Dostoevsky Novelas e Histórias

he says as he slowly caresses my cheek and places one last kiss on my lips. Russell ✨✨(Third Person POV~ Russell stands by the entrance to the locker rooms, his nerves are in full course as he feels the adrenaline and vertigo crazed inside his body. His hands clammy and a shiver runs through his spine. He closes his eyes and sighs, tilting his head back, and concentrates on calming himself down. )✨✨

“ The question on your minds should be who is next because it could be this fucker who is on the floor or any one of you. “ I looked around the room to see who looked tensed and I noticed it was everyone. They were all scared someone had said their name even though they were not guilty. “ Please, spare me! I told you everything-“ The man who was kneeling started to speak but Nikolai shot him in the head. “ He was annoying, “ he said as he stepped over the bodies and walked towards me. As he approached, all I saw was the blood on his body that belonged to other people. I wondered what kind of a man I had married and let into my bed. He was crazy because he killed with no remorse or hesitation

Just the thought of his name was enough to bring forward memories that he had spent the past centuries suppressing. Lucian Snowe, the baron of Harstark, a man he had told his deepest desires and broke bread with, a man he called friend, a man he once recognized as blood, a brother. It was always ironic how life played out, Evander mused remembering the brunette currently at peace in his bed. We fight so much to get revenge for what was taken from us and end up losing more in the process. Yes, life sure was ironic.

Libia grabbed her phone, and when she looked at the screen, she realized it was exactly two in the morning. Lison seemed very still, as if he hadn’t moved from his spot all night. The encounters with him were always otherworldly. From the first time they were together, she openly showed her masochistic tendencies. She genuinely wanted to heal and put effort into it, but Tiodor was the kind of man she shouldn’t get involved with, which only made her more infatuated with the idea of being his heroine, the woman who would bring him back to the right path.