The Romanov Sisters Book Novels & Stories

A long, exhausting day had taken its toll, and Clara drifted off to sleep almost immediately. … Back at the rented apartment, uninvited guests had arrived. "This is the place. The jewelry and clothes those women have are worth a fortune." "My sister took one of their diamond rings and sold it for millions." There were four of them, black stockings pulled over their faces. Judging by the way they spoke, the leader was the landlord's younger brother. "That's right. These are the Chamberlain sisters, the ones who crossed the Draconox Archon. We clean them out completely, and nobody's going to speak up for them."

Mikhail The pieces were falling into place, and the picture they formed made me sick to my stomach. I sat in the living hall, watching Liliana process what I'd just told her about Katarina, and felt the foundations of my entire life crumbling beneath me. Katarina was Anastasia's lookalike They were sisters. Their relationship was tight. They were called The Volkov sisters. She also volunteered to raise me after my father died, but Anastasia beat her to it.

She must have exhausted herself with all that training. I moved quietly into the room, intending to just take the book so it didn’t fall and wake her. My hand closed around the spine, lifting it carefully. The cover made me pause. A shirtless man with a woman pressed against a wall, his hand tangled in her hair. The title was something generic…“Forbidden Desire” or some shit like that. It was an explicit romance novel. I almost smiled. My little sister, reading dirty books. It was kind of adorable, actually.

He was thirty-two years old, had been her husband for five years, and Isabella had spent every single one of those years feeling like she was suffocating. Thomas had been safe. Predictable. Boring. A good man who'd never raised his voice, never made her heart race, never fucked her hard enough to make her feel anything. And now he was dead, and Isabella was a widow at twenty-eight, and all she could think about was the man standing across the grave from her. Marcus Romano. Thomas's older brother. Forty-five years old with silver threading through his dark hair, sharp features that were similar to Thomas's but harder, more defined. Tall and broad where Thomas had been average. Commanding pres

“That does not make it less insane.” “No,” Viktor clasped his hands behind his back as we walked. “But the Romanov bloodline has no direct heir after Nikolai. The council has been worried about that for years.” “I gathered that from the part where they found a wolfless woman from a disgraced family and decided she would make a convenient uterus,” I said, and Viktor’s jaw tightened. “That was not how everyone viewed the arrangement,” he said, but he did not argue. That made me like him a little more. “If you had told them the truth,” Viktor continued, “they would have watched the two of you much more closely.”

Taking a step forward, I moved closer to my step-sister, dropping my hand at her mid back. “Is that how you treat your step-brother, Ivana Orlov?” I gritted, my voice barely above a whisper. “I'm not an Orlov. I'm Ivana Alex.” she argued, trying to get my hand off her small back. “I kill men for less, Ivana,” my warning came out more terrifying than expected. She was provoking me and I needed to put her where she rightfully belongs. No one disrespected or disobeyed the Bratva and still remained alive. Well, except for the rude little lamb beside me.

*After many requests, the Sequel of the Romanov Princess is finally out! It's under the title, 'Anastasia Romanov' and now you can go and add the book to your library ! Yay!* **If you like fantasy stories and not to mention gxg, you can check out my new fantasy book, "Daughter of the Naga". Caution: that story might cause you joy. Here are some fun facts about The Romanov Princess: -The original title of this story is My Vampire Mistress.

In its thirty-four years of being in business, no one had ever escaped; until now. This was a disaster. She needed to act fast. With the journal in her sister’s possession and her sister now free to seek help, there was no telling what would happen next. She didn’t understand why things were going so badly. Other than murdering her aunt upon impulse, she’d taken the time to carefully plan out Davina’s confinement.

Ripped from her home, from her sisters… This thought seemed to finally pull Cassie out of her reverie. This was her sister. They were a team, her Nora and Evelyn, there is no way that this man was taking her without a fight. Evelyn, as usual, was two-steps ahead, already jabbing her finger in the chest of the Alpha, who apparently was named, “Roman.”

As were all eating my brother, Rocco and Maverick walks in unannounced. "This relationship or whatever it between Stavros and Analina ends NOW!!! She is to marry Rocco, contract’s already written and signed. I took the liberty of signing for Analina since she is under age. As of right now She and Rocco are engaged!!!" "You can't do that to your sister, Jonathan, plus I’m her father and has final say!" "Not this time dad." "I agree with our son, John." "NO ONE, AND I. MEAN. NO. ONE. WILL EVER TAKE AWAY MY FREEDOM AGAIN, NO MATTER WHO THEY ARE!!!" She screams at her brother as she walks over and punches him the face, she then punches Rocco. "That's for what you did to your father." she says as