Vladimir Novels & Stories

Lena's POV. “Hello, ma'am,” the doctor waved his left hand, and felt my pulse with his right hand. “How many fingers am I holding up?” “Can I get a name? Can you speak?” He continued, not even giving me a chance to think or respond. He suddenly stopped and pointed a little fluorescent light in my eyes. I squinted and groaned inaudibly from lying stiff for far too long. “Four, My name is Lena, and I think I can… talk,” I replied in a second, gulping as the man behind him moved closer and fixed his gaze on me.

For now, it will be better if she stayed silent. Vladimir closed his laptop once he was finished. He went towards Rose and lied down on the bed. Rose started to run her fingers through his hairs making him close his eyes in bliss. He loves it when she does it, even Zachariah loves it and Rose already knows about it. "You have magic in your fingers baby." Vladimir said making her smile. She looked at Zachariah who was still working on the laptop with his full focus on it. His fingers working on the laptop efficiently.

he said, looking agitated. "Isn't that something you should be asking your subject?" I arched a brow. There was no way was I going to tell that man anything about our conversation. "Lord Rhazien is unreachable at the moment and the topic of your discussion is a... delicate matter to our court." The way he said 'unreachable' shot a shiver down my spine, but I controlled myself. That would be showing weakness in front of our enemy. "Vladimir, my trusted friend here, is a vampire who I am sure is well versed with the Vampire kingdom's norms, unlike myself." I pointed to Vladimir, who stiffened.

I called the vice-chancellor of the college. “good morning, Mr. Romero” he said in a deep baritone voice. I rolled my eyes. “no time for pleasantries, there’s a David O’Connor in your school, psychology and I want him rusticated for harassment, thank you” I hung up on him and called Harry. I needed to find out how to cheer Camila up. “Harry, Camila Is sad what can I do to cheer her up?” he started to laugh and I rolled my eyes and took deep breathes to calm myself so that I would not scream at him.

“I guess I have to go,” I said quickly. I foolishly took steps at a normal human speed. As a result, Justin managed to stop me again and get in my way. “Are you a wolvire?” Justin asked suddenly. I looked at him confused. “My name is Bara, not Wolvire.” Justin patted his forehead like he was out of mind because of my foolishness. “I mean ‘wolvire’; stands for wolf-vampire.”

He had to tolerate this little creature that barely reached his chin until he got the right moment to deliver his blow. Patience was the key to Freedom. Vladimir had a charismatic persona. His preys were attracted to him like moths were attracted to a flame. Even if ignoring the fools around him was what Vladimir did most of the time that fact didn't stop the fools to flock around him to kiss his arse.

I watched them place the heavenly food on the table. We picked up our utensils and dug in. If I wasn't in public, I would moan, the taste almost made me orgasm. It wasn't until I opened my eyes did I see Clyde staring at me with his lips slightly tugged upwards. "I bet that made you orgasm more than Volvo could ever" He smirked. "Volvo sounds so cute" I laughed "Volvo" I poked Vladim, who didn't seem even slightly impressed. "In Russia, Vlad is not shot for Vladim, its short for Vladislav" His name spat out of his mouth beautifully "Volvo is short from Vladim"

Kat stayed where she was not sure if she should follow him or not. A voice behind her made her spin around with shock as Ruben did the same, grinning from ear to ear. “How about a hello to your favourite childhood friend?” Vladimir was standing there in all his flouncy glory, a young noble looking man standing behind him, both dressed up to the nines with frilly shirts and outrageous velvet suits. “Vladimir!” Ruben shouted with amazement. “What are you doing here?” He embraced his friend before holding him out at arms-length to take him in.

my father says proudly. Vladimir is what now? Marle approaches Kai’s double with a look of desire on her face. “Hmm, the one who should have been named Konstantin - the name Vladimir suits you so much better, my love,” she says, running a hand over his massive chest. “Yes, I think you are ready.” My father walks up behind Marle and kisses the side of her head. “Xamnir will be pleased with what you’re doing to bring him back; you will be rewarded in the best ways.”

She loosened an exasperated breath, "No, that's very disrespectful. I don't even call the Big Man by his name. That's why I have the nickname for him since he hates being called Alpha." "Then give me a nickname," I suggested with a shrug. It seemed like the easiest solution to the problem. "Yes Saint, give your Luna a nickname." His voice. Fuck, his voice had goosebumps littering my skin. Victor's earthy scent encapsulated me, growing stronger with each heartbeat. I had stopped breathing. How did my lungs work again?