From Russia With Love Novels & Stories

"Can I take it as a positive answer? I want to believe that you made an effort to look good today because of me. Like how I dressed myself to good look on you." Ahhhhh. My heart can't take it. Please stoooop it. I squealed inside. "Well, it depends on how you court." Kane chuckled. He lead me to my chair and gently assisted me. He then went to the speaker that was replaced a few meters away from us and open some music. The song played. It was a romantic song, 'Love Someone' by Lukas Graham. I was never a fan of any music. Perhaps because I had childhood trauma due to the Mackenzie family. However, right now, every upbeat tune and every word in the lyrics were swirling around us, making my he

Isabella continued to sift through the contents of the envelope, her heart sank with each new discovery. Photographs, scattered like broken fragments of a shattered mirror, she picked up the one that stood out the most, lo and behold, her loving husband in the company of a mysterious woman, she couldn't make out her face because of the nose mask she had on, their faces alight with laughter and affection, with a smiling child sitting in-between them, great example of a happy family.

The two of us looked one another in the eye and I nodded, leaning closer to peck her lips “I love you, my sweet malyshka, and I’ll forever be grateful for the sacrifice you’re making for me” “I would do it again if I had to, over and over again” she said resting her forehead against my own, breathing heavily as she did. I smiled and ran my finger over her cheek, careful not to hurt her as I did “I love you too, Vladimir Romanov, more than anything in this world” I pecked her lips before pulling away from her and getting the ointment “come on, let clean and treat this bruise; you’ve ignored it long enough and I don’t want that cut to leave a scar on your beautiful face”

Her heart stopped as she opened the new message from the unknown number,it was sent in codes ,this time not in words. Mira’s breath caught, her eyes darting to the window, where the street outside lay dark and still. The guy in the black hoodie was still out there, and Sofia’s apology suddenly felt like a trap

I squeeze her thigh hard in fury. “You misunderstood. There is nothing between us” she yelps in pain. “Oh, sure there is. The way he looks at you, the way he takes care of you, the way he adores you says there fucking is something between you”. I slip my hand under her dress caressing her thigh softly. “No, don’t!”. Her disapproval only makes my hand move higher. Reaching her mid-thigh I feel her knife-thigh strap and sneak in the knife I bought with me earlier.

“All right then.” “I’ll call you tomorrow.” I hang up with a sigh, and call Rosa. “About bloody time,” she says. “How’s it going?” “I don’t know.” “What does that mean?” “I guess I’m just confused about everything.” “Well, I’d be confused too if I ended up in the bed of one of the richest men in the world. I can’t believe you told me his name was Nikolai Something or other, when he is Nikolai Smirnov, a fully paid up member of the Russian billionaire club.”

Although we couldn't be together yet, knowing that Elder felt the same way about me filled me with hope for the future. ''fuck it'' he snapped and kissed me even more. Elder stared into my eyes and I got lost in his gaze. His lips moved against mine and his hands trailed down my back, pulling me close. I wanted so much to make love right now, to feel his warm body inside mine... Elder slowly took off his shirt, exposing his muscular torso. I stared at him, surprised by his beauty. Then I realized that he was naked too... and I was not wearing any clothes. Our eyes met and in that instant we knew we wanted to be together. We embraced and melted into a passionate kiss. His hands ran down my ba

He said. “OMG, Chris is here!!!” Maria said while jumping up and down. Valeriana laughed, “Do you like him that much?” She asked. “More than my life! He’s the love of my life!!!” Maria said while touching the left side of her chest. Valeriana giggled. Valeriana

she corrected softly, a subtle, beautiful smile touching her split lower lip. I looked down into her eyes, my dark thumb gently wiping a trace of mist from her cheek, my heart thumping a heavy, steady rhythm against my ribs. "Your fearlessness," I rumbled softly, the low Russian velvet returning to my voice as I spoke the absolute, unyielding truth of my existence. "That wild, unbreakable spirit... that is precisely why I love you, Lena. And why I will burn the world a thousand times over just to keep you by my side."

Go on. What is it? I'll say it tomorrow. Good night buttercup. I still miss you ❤ 😑 Fine. Goodnight Dylan. And I don't still miss you. 😂😂 You really insist on Dylan. Alright then. 💔 don't be harsh 😂😂 😂 Okay, I might miss you. ❤ ☺☺ My greetings to my baby. Tell Louie I still love her. And I love you too. Sure would, she'll like that.