First Novel Featuring Vi Warshawski Novels & Stories

I turned to face the window, hiding the faint smile that tugged at my lips. “Thank you,” I whispered. He didn’t answer, but his hand tightened slightly on the wheel — just enough for me to know that he’d heard me. ***The morning sunlight filtered through the tall glass windows of the Lawson estate, scattering fragments of gold across the marble floor. I stood before the mirror, staring at the reflection of the woman who gazed back at me — the woman I was becoming. Nova. But not the same Nova who used to cower behind her grandmother’s fence, afraid of whispers, afraid of eyes that mocked and judged. Not the girl who cried herself to sleep because her father chose another family over her.

she says in a desperate, urgent tone. “That is someone Alpha Kai has been looking for for a long time.” He says, shaking his head and crossing his arms. “Watch what happens to BloodCrest traitors, Nova, and learn well. This is not simply a pack of brothers running the city’s underbelly - there’s a reason Alpha Kai is known as The Beast of New York.” Hey, that line makes me feel proud as hell to be a Volkov. I turn my attention to my brothers and see the murderous look on Kai’s face when he approaches Vanya.

The FBI suspected he was hiding in South America. She tucked the file away and finished packing, tossing in a swimsuit she hadn't worn in years and a dress Megan insisted she bring. "You'll thank me," her assistant had said with a wink. The next afternoon, Sarah's plane touched down in Las Vegas. The blast of desert heat hit her as she exited the terminal, along with the sensory overload of lights, sounds, and the distinct feeling that normal rules didn't apply here. Her hotel suite was ridiculous—clearly her colleagues had splurged. Floor-to-ceiling windows showcased the Vegas strip glittering below, and a bottle of champagne waited in an ice bucket with a note: "For once in your life, don'

Mona continued, making Arka anxious and ruffling her wife's hair. "I love you, I won't take this case to the police. You just send the money, maybe your brother is in need," Arka said, making Mona develop a smile and hug her husband. [Sister, send the account number,] - Mona After receiving the message from her brother, Mona immediately clicked on the digital wallet application, which already had a large balance. Arka continued to top up the account, saying he was afraid his wife would want something. A smile was etched on her face as she remembered Arka's behavior, he really spoiled her.

It’s quiet and peaceful, and without Alice or anyone else here, I finally feel like myself for the first time since I’ve come to this castle. I easily spend an hour scouring just one bookshelf and come away with a stack of novels to read. With a smile on my face and my arms heavy with books, I waddle over to the seating area beneath the large window with the stained glass rose at the top and plop myself down to read. The first novel I pick up is the first in a series about a young female detective who is working on a murder case. It’s a page-turner, and within half an hour I’m already several chapters in and completely enthralled.

Five-hundred pages of filth turned into a weapon. The perfect Poetic justice for chasing me through the city like a deranged bloodhound. My heart hammered so hard I almost laughed. Wasn’t this the part where heroines in books pulled some badass move? Yeah, well—I was no mafia queen. I was Nova, whose emergency plan consisted of “call 911 and maybe throw stationery.” “Why are you following me?!” Her lips curled. “Why do you think?” The way she said it made my stomach flip. If only she knew how chaotic and filthy my thought process was. I’m sure she wouldn’t have asked what I was thinking at any given time.