Nikolai Lantsov Fanart

(CERITA MENGANDUNG KEKERASAN DAN ADEGAN RANJANG 21+. HARAP BIJAK DALAM MEMILIH BACAAN.) Demi bertahan hidup, aku terpaksa menghabisi Nikolai Petrov, bos mafia yang menculikku, hanya untuk melihatnya bangkit dari kematian sebagai kakak tiriku. Ia hadir menyusup ke dalam keluargaku dengan dendam membara, berjanji untuk menyiksaku perlahan sebagai balasan atas darah yang kutumpahkan. Namun di balik ancaman mautnya, batas antara keinginan untuk menghancurkanku dan hasrat untuk memilikiku mulai terkikis menjadi obsesi yang berbahaya. Lalu, bagaimana perjalanan hidupku dalam belenggu cinta sang mafia?

Finish the mission, Seven, or we finish your sister." My handler's voice is static in my ear. Clinical. My sister's heartbeat still echoes from this morning's audio clip, steady, for now. Across the Volkov's gilded ballroom, my three targets watch me with possessive hunger. Alexei, whose brutal hands lift my chin like I'm something precious. Dimitri, who counts my lies like other men count coins. Nikolai, whose kindness is the most dangerous weapon of all, because it's the first thing that cracked my programming. I was engineered for this. Genetically modified to be immune to their mate bond, sculpted into the perfect weapon to destroy the most dangerous werewolf mafia family in Russia. Six months to make them love me. Six months to kill them. My immunity is failing. I feel it when Nikolai's touch doesn't repulse me. When Dimitri's suspicion feels like concern. When Alexei's cruelty looks more like pain. The bond I was supposed to fake is stitching itself into my bones, real and terrifying. Now my handlers want the kill. My sister's life for theirs. But the man who created me is their uncle. This isn't a mission, it's an eighty-year revenge, and I'm the blade he sharpened to cut his own bloodline. They think they've claimed their fated Luna. I'm carrying the knife that could end them. And I'm not sure which is sharper anymore:the silver in my sleeve, or the hope in my chest that maybe, just maybe, I could belong to them instead of my creators.

Lucas is the CEO of the most successful company, he’s a cold-hearted womanizer. He loves to play with women’s feelings. Nikolai is a womanizer too, but after what happened to his sister, he changed himself. He plans to take revenge on the man who broke his only sister’s heart. He decided to disguise himself as a woman. His goal is to make Lucas fall in love with him and then break his heart, but what happens is the opposite, he’s slowly falling in love with Lucas and he can’t believe that he likes Lucas even though they’re both men? Will he choose those feelings arising in his heart for Lucas over his revenge? Or is there something else in his destiny?

TW: ABUSE, VIOLENCE, DARK ROMANCE, DADDY KINK. THERE WILL BE MM, MF, and MFMM sex At 22 years old, Alyssa Bennett returns to her small hometown, fleeing her abusive husband with their seven-month-old daughter, Zuri. Unable to contact her brother, she reluctantly turns to his asshole best friends for help-despite their history of tormenting her. King, the enforcer of her brother's motorcycle gang, the Crimson Reapers, is intent on breaking her. Nikolai aims to claim her for himself, and Mason, ever the follower, is just glad to be part of the action. As Alyssa navigates the dangerous dynamics of her brother's friends, she must find a way to protect herself and Zuri, all while discovering dark secrets that could change everything.

She was supposed to be collateral. Anastasia Volkov, daughter of a bankrupt oligarch, is handed to the city’s most feared pakhan to settle a debt she never agreed to pay. Nikolai Morozov does not take prisoners; he takes everything. One look at the trembling girl in his private box at the opera, and he decides her fear tastes like sin. But Anastasia is not the fragile offering she appears. Beneath silk and submission burns a woman who learns to weaponize desire, who carves her name into his skin with the same blade he presses to her throat. In a world of blood oaths and midnight executions, love is the deadliest betrayal. When the past comes to collect its dues, Anastasia must choose: kneel forever… or cut the king down and wear his crown.

Niken itu sekilas nampak sebagai wanita biasa yang misterius dan tidak banyak dikenal saat memutuskan untuk tinggal di sebuah unit rumah susun biasa. Perkenalan dengan Dimas dan kejadian-kejadian aneh yang menyertai membuat rahasia masa lalunya perlahan terkuak bahwa dirinya adalah sosok yang tengah dikejar oleh sekelompok bandit dibawah pimpinan Nikolai, seorang penjahat jenius. Yang lebih mengagetkan Dimas, saat hubungan mereka makin meningkat ke tahap lebih serius, wanita itu juga ternyata bukan orang sembarangan termasuk dalam arti harfiah. Niken itu gadis bionic dan ada sekelompok mafia bersenjata yang memburunya.

“Gosh! You're delicious, "he whined as he placed my hands above my head lightly. I bit his lips softly. Without missing a beat, Lucian pulled my nipple into his mouth, and his lips were so soft as he sucked on it. The warmth from his mouth caused me to close my eyes, and at the same time, he used his fingers to caress my pussy. I was unable to think straight any more. “Harder!” I groaned. It felt like he was fucking me with his hand. I wasn't sure of anything any more. I could only feel the blood rush into my heart as desire threatened to get the best of me. Lucian suddenly pulled away from me, and I spread my legs giving him the view. “Damn it woman!” He growled. I giggled as I caressed my nipple. His saliva was literally matted to my skin. Lucian pulled impatiently at his clothes until he was as naked as I was. “It gets me every time,” I mumbled as I pointed at his dick. **** Andrea Vuk is an Omega... All she ever wanted was to meet her fated mate. She dreamed of becoming a Luna and bonding with a powerful Alpha. On the night of her 18th birthday and the Full Moon Festival, Andrea attended the festival for the first time. There, she encountered the Alpha Triplets; Raul, Nikolai and Lucian Dragan. When the brothers selected her as their mate, Andrea finds herself in a triangle dilemma. Who will claim Andrea's heart? Will it be the cold-hearted First Alpha - Lucian, the loud mouthed Second Alpha - Raul, the calm and collected Third Alpha - Nikolai or will it be all three of them? And, how will she cope when she learns about the ulterior motives? Find out in this intricate story!

Lucas is the CEO of the most successful company, he’s a cold-hearted womanizer. He loves to play with women’s feelings. Nikolai is a womanizer too, but after what happened to his sister, he changed himself. He plans to take revenge on the man who broke his only sister’s heart. He decided to disguise himself as a woman. His goal is to make Lucas fall in love with him and then break his heart, but what happens is the opposite, he’s slowly falling in love with Lucas and he can’t believe that he likes Lucas even though they’re both men? Will he choose those feelings arising in his heart for Lucas over his revenge? Or is there something else in his destiny?

"I, Zade Matthews, Alpha of the High-claw pack, reject you, Sierra Whitmore, to be my mate and Luna to my pack. You are to work here and obey every command and to accept my rejection" Nobody wants to hear the word rejection. Especially when you're not even strong enough to handle the aftermath of it. At 18, I had just got my wolf, Mina. I was not supposed to mate with an Alpha. I'm an Omega living an Omega life. But the moon-goddess had other ideas, and I was mated to the cruellest of Alphas there is. I'm what they would call a slave to the pack. In other words. I was dispensable if they didn't want or need me. So, when I was invited for breakfast with the Alpha, my mate, I should have taken that as my first red flag. I have never eaten with them. Even when my parents were alive. 6 Years later, just after my 24th birthday, the mate-less Gala was just around the corner once again, and I was tired. Emotionally and physically tired. I had nothing to live for. I had nothing to hope for. Every Omega knows they don't get a second chance at love and every omega had to accept that. That was simply our fate. So, being assigned to accommodate Alpha Nikolai's room was not one of my top things to enjoy, but here I was. Five minutes was all I wanted to have to myself when cleaning the room on the very top floor for the Alpha of all Alphas, so I stopped and sat down to rest my aching body. And cried. Only...the scent of all scents hits me. His scent. Alpha Nikolai Anderson. He doesn't know me, but he chooses to love me. He chooses me.

“You’re asking me to marry you?” I stared at the cold, unreadable man before me, disbelief curling in my chest—yet something far more dangerous was already slipping through my veins. “Yes.” The single word landed like a verdict. “Marry me, Attorney.” “Y-you don’t even know me…” His gaze didn’t waver. Not even for a second. “I know enough.” His voice dropped, quiet but absolute. “We both want the same thing… revenge.” _____ Eloise didn’t break the day her husband betrayed her. She broke slowly—over the years. And by the time she walked away, there was nothing left to salvage. Except dignity. And a heart that had learned—too late—not to beg for love. She thought that was the end of it. Until the night a man stepped into her life and changed the direction of everything… Nikolai Argos. Cold. Unyielding. A presence that carried authority without ever needing to raise his voice. And when he looked at her, it was as though his world had narrowed. What he offered her was a choice… One that came with consequences neither of them could escape. Because Argos wasn’t just powerful—He was tied to the very past Eloise had fought to leave behind. And stepping toward him meant stepping back into everything she had sworn to forget. But this time…Eloise wasn’t the same woman. Yet somewhere between resistance and inevitability, between control and something far more dangerous—she realized one lethal truth: Nikolai Argos is the most dangerous case she had ever laid her hands on. _______ A tale of quiet strength, hidden mysteries, buried wounds, and a love that doesn’t arrive gently— Because sometimes, the most dangerous man isn’t the one who breaks you… But the one who sees you clearly—and doesn’t walk away.