Russian Male Names Novels & Stories

I have their attention, I think grimly. Here we go. "There's one major complication," I say. "Yevgeniy has a son. Another one." "How did you learn about this?" Mila gasps, taking a step toward me. I shake my head quickly. "It doesn't matter. His name is Ruslan, and he's ten years old." "Ten years old ..." Kostya whispers, his eyebrows scooting up his bald head. His concern is mirrored on the faces of my other men. They've all realized what he has. "That means there's a chance he'll be initiated soon."

This man is sending me on a suicide mission and he knows it. That's utterly impossible. “It's exactly what you're thinking Adrian. Get the job done.” He states, not a single emotion crossing his face. “This is the same thing as asking me to kill myself. Nobody can get to this man.” I've heard rumors about him. Nikolai Rostov. The most ruthless man in the whole of Russia. Каратель ( The punisher ) That’s what they call him and I know that he shouldn’t be dwelt with.

“What do you think we should call him?” “I have no idea… Remind me- What are some of the names used in the Zargan Royal Family?” I asked leaning against him. I pulled the blankets up higher to cover me as I got a chill. “Some of the older less used names are: Alexander, Victor, Edward and Henry just to name a few…” He said, watching me. “I think we should do either Alexander or Victor.”

Maybe because Alex is one hundred percent still a kid on the inside. I smile. “Sure, we’ll do whatever you want to do…” I tell him. He pulls a face. “What you plotting I don’t trust you?” he asks. I frown. “I think you got me confused with you… I don’t plot, but you do Mr. Popov…” I smile at the end. Fun fact, Popov means Priest in Russian. So technically if Alex and I marry in the future I won’t be really changing my last name.