Rusame Cold War Novels & Stories

he tilted his head to the side, "You keep piling up your sins, spitfire." There was no use asking what he meant. I knew he would spill whatever the case was anyway. "As of yesterday, a fresh set of Bratva's army arrived in Russia with Ruslan," he eyed me when puzzlement etched on my face, "You don't know who Ruslan is, right?" I shook my head. "Trust me," he massaged the side of his head, "you don't want to know. You worsened your crimes by pitching your tent with Adler,'

you are just a child! The response to that was so shocking that I nearly fell off: ‘You don’t need numbers when you have the courage to confront your enemy. I will take care of them right here and now! Well, it takes a lot for me to lose my temper, but after this mess, I’ve reached my boiling point. I AM SUBARU, THE BLADE OF OSAKA! AND I AM GOING TO UNLEASH MY RAGE AND KILL THEM ALL... AND LIVE UPTO MY NAME!’

Roman didn’t go easy on me—he promised he wouldn’t—but the bruises scattered across my arms and legs are a stark reminder of just how far I still have to go. The door creaks open, and I hear Ruslan’s boots hit the floor. I crack one eye open, watching as he strides in, his silver eyes narrowing the moment he sees me. “Solnyshka,” he greets, his voice low and tired, but then his gaze sharpens as it sweeps over me. I can practically see the shift in him when he notices the blue marks dotting my skin. His jaw tightens, and his fists clench at his sides.

" Shit. My stomach fell. I didn't intend to say that. Not in this manner. Not in this place. Now his wolves were gazing. Perplexed. Be mindful. Before Grayson could say another word, Dominic's horse thundered onto the bridge. "Savannah!" With a forceful leap, Dominic Russo reached for the weapon under his coat. He glanced between Grayson and me. Then at the wolf army behind him. "Back away from my wife," Dominic firmly stated.

Money the Bratva gets from subjecting it's citizens to hardship. The smooth, shiny surfaces and custom made sofas do not appeal to me. "Where is Ramsey?" I direct my question at the guard. "Right here." Ricardo and I turn swiftly, coming face to face with Ramsey Mikhailov, the Russian golden boy. He is golden, alright. All bronze skin, blonde hair and blue eyes. Hate churns in my heart. Contempt threatens to choke me. Ricardo places a hand on my shoulder. I look up at him and he nods. I take a deep breath, facing my target.

We were doing because others did, not actually that we understand what they were doing. " What's so special about this dude? " Stacy asked, as she eyed him. I shrugged again, " I don't know. You know what, Stacy, let's just forget about what's so special about him and concerntrate on the show. " " Ladies and gentlemen, it's a pleasure to have you all here tonight. Some of us knows who I am, while some doesn't. 𝑾ell, my name is Romeo. Yeah, the same Romeo in the movie '𝑹𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒐 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑱𝒖𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒕?' Yeah, that's me. 𝑾ell tonight, we will be watching an interesting show titled, '𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑺𝒉𝒊𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔'. It's one of the best in the world. And I bet you all, no one is gonna leave without sa

Hamuumbu got up, walked to Ludo and stood in front of her. “Aren’t you going to say thank you?” He asked her. “You killed your son,” Ludo said. “I grew tired of his shit,” Mr. Hamuumbu said. Ludo was shaking. The flowers screeched even more. Mr. Hamuumbu and Ludo turned their heads in the direction of the noise. Ludo jumped to her feet in shock. “Old friend,” Mr. Hamuumbu said blowing the tip of his handgun.

Roman says casually. “You tried with Hakim and Rustom, but they’re small fry.” I cross my arms over my chest. “Who do you suggest?” Roman tilts his head to the side. “I’ve heard whispers. The Russo pride themselves on their diplomacy, but we all know it’s horseshit. They’re good at making everyone feel equal, but that’s the furthest thing from the truth. My patience is already thin to start with, so my brother’s rambling is worsening my mood. “Your point?” I snap.

Caldorus was gravely affected while Dajoah only had the outskirts of the kingdom be affected as the insides of the kingdom were safe. It took a decade for Dajoah to heal from the great misery as Caldorus was still healing. When the war had ended, the king of Caldorus decided to enforce a law to kill anyone they sighted from Dajoah as it could be anyone, children or adults. The same law was in Dajoah. Anyone, even a mere child could figure out the uncontrollable amount of hatred and tension between the two. At the time when Caldorus was still healing, the most beautiful and frail being was born in the castle of Caldorus whose name was Arah.

Being is bar is directly proportional to getting the hand on first hoe that is present at hand. James Russo turned to her and give her his enraged glare, "you know how much I hate it when you use fowl language. Act like docile woman! And no I wasn't with any other woman. I just enjoyed with friends and came home. Trust me or but I have been faithful to you since our marriage." "Okay," she said calmly and was about to walk out of her room but James Russo held her wrist stopping her. "Okay? After shooting a question as sharp as blade, where are you off too?" He asked with gritted teeth.