The Romanov Sisters Book Novels & Stories

I think about it, then I say, “I want us to read a book and watch the adaptation of the book. I was thinking about the Bridgerton books, I want us to read the first book and the watch season one of the series. Is that okay?” He thinks about it first but I already know he will say yes. “What is it about?” he asks me, “It is a regency period piece with drama and romance. There are eight siblings who are named alphabetically, Anthony, Benedict, Colin, Daphne, Eloise, Francesca, Gregory, and Hyacinth who their mother, Lady Violet who plans to marry off all her children and secure their future,” I tell him.

"Allow me to introduce you to my daughter, Annizah Romanov." The room erupted into whispers and murmurs as the name registered with the audience. I felt a wave of unease wash over me as I realized the implications of being associated with the powerful Romanov family. People's expressions ranged from awe to fear, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of discomfort at the attention. As the conference progressed, I quickly realized that my newfound status as the wife of Vincenzo Romanov was being exploited by those around me. Men approached me with false smiles and flattering words, their eyes glinting with greed as they sought to gain favor with the powerful Romanov family.

Lorenzo suddenly asked heading toward his chair "however, I’m surprised that a woman like you was sold by her husband; I’m curious as to hear the reasons behind it. Take a seat” I walked toward the chair, sitting on it, I stared at the glass of water for a second before looking Lorenzo in the eye “the two of us had our rocky relationship after Ian, my brother, killed their mum. The men couldn’t get over it…” “Typical Romanov’s” he said crossing his arms over his chest. I had to fight back frowning at his statement, completing off the story Vladimir and I made out.

"And Yure Danko took his place." Why was I not surprised some sorcerers had something to do with world-changing events? "It was he who conspired to incite the revolution and it was the Black Souls who murdered the last of the Russian Imperial Romanovs." Isabelle's chin dropped, a soft sigh escaping her. "My family, Coven Leader. I worked as a governess for their daughter, Anastasia. All of us did, those without power but connected by blood to the Black Souls. When the Romanovs were killed, when my family betrayed those I loved, I fled the country."

"Oh not again.... I lost my cellphone for the 3rd time in a month."... lilianah held her head in her hand. She was throwing a party on her success of Graduation. She had turned 20 last month. Romanov was one of the richest and prestigious family. They were ranked 3rd in Russia. . . . . " I beg you please leave my family. Don't do anything to them." "She killed my woman so she also deserves death" Blake signaled his man and they ripped Margaret's clothes.

My sister-in-law now, I guess. Irina rolled her eyes again but walked over to me. The makeup lady stepped back. Irina looked at my face, then at my dress, then at my hands. "You have grease under your nails," she said. No hello. Just that. Did the Volkov family lack exchanging pleasantries as well? "I'm a mechanic," I said. She snorted. "A mechanic. Great. My brother married a mechanic." I didn't know what to say to that so I kept my mouth shut.

Olivia's POV In the best Royal Hospital's delivery room, my sister, our Luna Queen, was giving birth to her baby. She had a perfect family and a perfect marriage. My mother clung to my father, and my sister's Beloved husband, Alexander, our Alpha, stood anxiously by the door, his fist clenched, praying for good news. And also me, Olivia Miller, a family member who seemed like an outsider. I stood a little away from them and leaned on the wall. During the long wait, my thoughts flew to some past bad memories.

Besides, the sisters dressed more splendidly than me! The young vampire led us into another hall. He kept talking about the upcoming play, how he had prepared and organized it to suit my arrival for the whole nation knew that I was coming back. He told us about his family's glory and how he and his father suffered through the Revolution, as did the rest of the aristocrats and the Romanov dynasty. I listened without much interest while Claire nodded, pretending to look majestic and charming as a princess should be. Every so often, Yury would steal a flirty glance at me, and I would roll my eyes behind my sunglasses.

"But keeping her here poses greater dangers. At least in Russia, she's under my direct protection." Two nights after, I found Marianna in the library, pretending to read. "We need to talk," I said, closing the door behind me. She didn't look up. "I have nothing to say to you." "Then listen." I took the chair opposite her. "Scott briefed you on the Romanovs?" "Yes. Charming family." Her voice dripped sarcasm. "Murder, extortion, human trafficking. Your kind of people." "You don't understand the world you've married into."

Maybe the same caution that had kept me alive all these years. Why is she really here? We were always going to end up here – with her in my bed. But this felt too easy. So I didn’t trust it. I didn’t put it past her and her brother to have concocted some scheme which involved using her as a honey pot. Everything I knew about Roman Dobrev spoke against him ever using his sister in that way; but what if it was her idea? One thing I did know about these Russians, they would do anything for family. Much like we Irish would.