Private Moscow Novels & Stories

I saw her standing right on the corner, drinking a glass of wine which is a type of her. “What is it?” I tried to catch her attention by asking those questions but she didn’t bother to look at me. “Come here.” Rolling my eyes, I heaved a deep breath before I marched my feet closer to her. Then my eyes landed on the whole city of Moscow, it was a mess. Only a few buildings remain in good condition but most of it was bombed, I could still see a cloud of smoke coming from one area of it, that was just bombed recently. “Do you know why I don’t want you to get wed to Achilles? At the same time, I don’t want another Coleman to lead the entire mafia organizations.”

“Down!” I had my arm around Jace’s shoulders as I pushed him forward to the floor, and my other arm was around Malachi, and I gripped Levi’s jacket tightly. “Hylja sála!” Blue flames enveloped all of us as the bullets tore through the windows of the restaurant with deafening bursts.

I waved mom goodbye with the brightest smile, too happy for what came next! I have always been a curious type. I always wanted to explore and know what was happening in the world we lived in! Deep down I always knew there was more to things than what meets the eye! And one had to go to the biggest city to get all the answers to their questions about life. Varagrafena, the city of gold; was not just the biggest city in the world, but it was also the turning point of everyone's life.

Daniil’s POV The words External adjustment phase beginning did not fade after the man left, they lingered like a shadow embedded in the air itself, and even when the screens stabilized, nothing about the estate felt fully returned to normal, because something had shifted beyond our immediate space, something wider than walls or systems or even control Camila stood beside me with our child resting quietly against her, and for the first time I noticed the difference in her expression, not fear, not uncertainty, but awareness that did not need explanation, as if she had already accepted that whatever was unfolding could no longer be stopped, only guided Ivan broke the silence first, his voice c

She had heard incredible stories about the city's rich history, vibrant culture, and booming business scene, and she was excited to experience it firsthand. Upon arriving in Moscow, Luna was immediately captivated by the city's grandeur. The iconic landmarks such as the Red Square, St. Basil's Cathedral, and the Kremlin left her in awe. Luna immersed herself in the city's history, taking guided tours and visiting museums to learn more about the fascinating Russian culture.

“I’m Viktor Ivanov. It’s a pleasure to finally meet you.” She glowered at him but accepted the handshake anyway. Behind them, Alexei tossed their bags in the trunk. Viktor opened the backseat door for her. “After you.” Dani climbed inside, and Alexei joined Viktor in the passenger seat up front. On the drive to the inner city, Dani observed Moscow for the first time from her window. It was no different from any big city with its tall buildings and highways, but every now and then she would pass by historical, repurposed buildings that looked several centuries old. It seemed like a city rich in culture and history, and was she not currently too busy shaking in her boots, it seemed like an int

**** **** The sun hung low in the Moscow sky, casting long, wavering shadows across the sprawling estate of the Darkclaw residence. The air was filled with the gentle splashing of water as four young children played inside the shimmering pool, guided by their swimming teacher. Laughter and the occasional squeal echoed through the air, a sharp contrast to the somber mood of the three women who stood not far away, their expressions etched with deep worry.

Slowly and terrified to look I was forced to listen to the delicious voice, he sounded so much like an Alpha my wolf had no chose but make me look. When I finally looked up I saw a man standing next to Alpha Maxwell with beautiful dark grey eyes, dark brown hair well maintained, well kept sexy stubble giving off a manly vibe, maple syrup coloured skin that you just wanted to eat up with your waffles. He looked like a sex God as he stood there in black jeans and white shirt that clung to his very muscly body. He was what you thought about when you think of a sexy warrior man. I wanted to run into his large arms so he could protect me from all evil.

“This isn’t mandatory, obviously. But turning it down when your name was hand-picked looks… ungrateful. And frankly, a little shortsighted.” I shrug. “I’ll live with the guilt.” She studies me for a beat, like she’s trying to figure out if I’m bluffing. Then she flips open the folder in front of her and scans a page. “Fine. I’ll let them know we need to reassign. Shame, though. Moscow is full of famous people.” Everything in me freezes. “Moscow?” My voice comes out quieter than I mean it to. “It’s in Russia?” Karen looks up, surprised by the sudden shift in my tone. “Yes. Hosted by the Russian Ministry of Health in collaboration with several international partners—why? Does that change somet

I curled into the wide seat, clutching my knees to my chest, the last image of Viktor’s smile flickering behind my eyelids before sleep took me off. I woke to Roman’s voice. “We are here. In Moscow.” My eyes fluttered open. The jet door stood open, cold air rushing inside. Beyond it, I saw Moscow’s skyline in the distance, glittering under the gray dawn. The city looked both beautiful and merciless, a maze of steel and history wrapped in ice. Roman stood by the door, coat draped over his shoulders, watching me with that same unreadable expression. “Get up,” he said. My body ached as I pushed to my feet, following him down the stairs and into another waiting car. This one was bigger, armored,