Novel & Cerita The Romanov Sisters Book

“The same goes for my meeting with your brother. I had every reason to think the worst of him and his people. He invaded my country, killed my brothers, took over my territories… But those were his actions, and not his people’s. And still, as stupid as it is, I’ve slowly forgiven him for these unforgivable transgressions.” Aisha allowed Ursa’s words to sink in. They were the same, truly. And Aisha-- well, she couldn’t continue to lie and said she didn’t have the means to look into the Romanovs. The library at her school overseas had a whole shelf dedicated to Romanov history, and an entire section dedicated to Romanov literature. The truth was that Aisha didn’t care. What was the point of ca

The Nikolaev family had connections all over that country. Coincidently, Raphael’s half-sister was married to Vasili Nikolaev. The latter was never our enemy, but he liked to keep to himself and run his own empire. That was fine, but it never hurt to have people on your side. Especially badass guys like Vasili. His connection with Raphael afforded us this. Likewise, it also offered them protection by us as well. When Raphael found out he had a sister, he kept it tight lipped. He only shared it with me, Cassio, Luca and our little gang. It was to conceal his knowledge of the connection with her from the Romano family and Benito King. Those two already tried to kidnap her and the latter two th

For the past few years, I had literally drilled inside my brain every little information I knew about these people. “No, I mean—” “One thing doesn’t match up, though. Viktor is obsessed with the security of his family. How come the sister lives alone? Not very close with the brothers?" My eyebrow rose slightly. “Romanos are family oriented. Blood means a lot to them. So, the only explanation there could be is that the sister’s apartment is close to the hospital where she is currently completing her residency.” “Huh. Her security isn’t very amped up, unlike the Romano brothers. So..." I thought for a moment, "...let's say that...if an unfortunate accident happens to the sister, do you think t

Twelve men are sitting around a long, polished table—each one a relic of an era that raised my lovers, judged them, and now fears them. We don’t bow. That alone earns murmurs. “This is the girl,” one of them mutters. “Your stepsister,” another says aloud, deliberately. Vincenzo’s hand tightens around mine. Don Salvatore, the oldest of them all, leans forward, eyes sharp and assessing. “Elena Romano,” he says. “Or do you no longer carry that name?” “I carry the name I survived,” I reply before any of the brothers can stop me. A ripple of surprise moves through the table.

“You didn’t appreciate what you had. Now you’re acting like this? For who? “I’m telling you, once you’re overseas, you’d better behave. If you cause any more trouble, don’t even think about coming back!” “Monica! Monica!” Lucas cried as the bodyguards forced him onto the plane. Monica remained unmoved. “You know, the Smiths reached out to Veronica, too. They offered her five million to cut all ties and disappear for good. “That woman loves money. She took it and swore she wouldn’t come back, but kept stirring up trouble in secret. The Smiths found out and sent her packing, taking the money back.

INTRODUCTION TO TRIPLET HEIRS; THE ROMANO'S DAUGHTERS (BOOK TWO OF TRIPLET TEMPTATION) ~~~ Twenty-two years after the events of Triplet Temptation, the legacy of forbidden love lives on through Fiorella, Marcella, and Camilla Romano — identical daughters of Elena and the feared triplet Mafia lords. Raised in power, blood, and silence, the sisters are inseparable yet wildly different. Each has inherited a piece of their parents’ past…. dominance, compassion, danger.

Mafia princess Anastasia Rostova is not your conventional Mafia princess. Betrothed to old, senile, sadistic Lev Avilov since she was just five, Anastasia has avoided home for years, running off to England for studies. But with her twentieth birthday approaching quickly, she knows she has no choice. It's either she married Lev, or her father and everyone one else she holds dear...die.

Chapter 65: The Fairytale Version Lizzie “Decisions change,” Savannah said lightly, though her eyes danced with knowing amusement. “He’s Roman’s brother after all.” She leaned in a little closer, lowering her voice like she was sharing state secrets. “Now let me tell you this—there was a time when Roman didn’t want children. A firm, strong no. Wouldn’t even entertain the conversation.” I frowned, genuinely surprised. “What? But I thought you guys were trying—”

And with that she began the tale of two sisters and with yet again a flick of her fingers, the story was able to come to life before my eyes. Once upon a time in a world very different from ours, in a kingdom that has never know a time without peace, twin sisters were born into the royal family and as custom women were always the guardians and custodians of the book that held all the magic of the entire universe. For generations, predecessors have travelled from realm to realm seeking to expand the content on each page and with each added spell the book itself came to life and started to select it's master both male or female.

“They have each demonstrated their abilities to some extent, control of fire, water, air and earth was witnessed as well as spirit.” “We shall see about that. Are you sure you have not been tricked? Women are tricky creatures.” He accused making me angrier than I already was. I hated this man; he was a sorry excuse for a King. “Bring them in.” He ordered as the doors opened, revealing the sisters surrounded by guards. Both parties had their weapons drawn. Rage consumed me as I walked over, reaching for my weapon as well, "what is the meaning if this?" I yelled looking at the guards.