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What if We Drown

What if We Drown

Not quite registering the question, she looked at her hand, which now rested on the wooden panel. Derek reached over and took the book from her lap, examining the cover and the blurb on the back. "Fyodor Dostoyevsky, huh?" he asked, proceeding to read the page that Ashlyn had bookmarked. "'But how could you live and have no story to tell?' That was him, right?" Derek asked, and Ashlyn nodded, a ghost of a smile possessing her lips. How had he known that? The quote was not referenced in the pages that he read. It wasn't often that she met someone who knew Dostoyevsky, at least not outside of her World History class.
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Falling For My Stepbrother On Ice

Falling For My Stepbrother On Ice

image he worked so hard to maintain. I closed the closet, still grinning, and wandered into his bedroom. On his nightstand I found more books, all by Fyodor Dostoevsky: Crime and Punishment, Notes from Underground, The Idiot, White Nights. I picked one up and flipped through it. The pages were worn, corners folded and some lines underlined. He wasn't just pretending to like this stuff, he really was a superfan of Russian literature. I didn't believe it when he first told me, but now I believed it without a doubt.
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Don Nikolai

Don Nikolai

“ How can I fight the Russians if I don’t even have respect from the very people I took in and gave a home? There is a mole on the inside and that was how they knew when the shipments would arrive and how. They also knew my wife’s flight and where she would go for the meeting and when. “ Everyone paused to see how that related to them thinking I was weak, including me. “ My sister and wife almost died and I lost millions of dollars last night. Blood will be spilled here today. I’ll start with the very people who wanted my wife gone because I sense it was a plot by the Russians to create a divide within us. “ What he was saying made a lot more sense. I looked at the people at the table wonder
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Married Off To The Merciless Mafia King

Married Off To The Merciless Mafia King

Or am I doomed to be caught in the very power I tried to escape? Chapter 1 – Serena Fyodor Dostoevsky, a famous Russian novelist, once said, “The soul is healed by being with children.”I could not agree more. They were so pure, so innocent, and bundles of joy to be with—almost like a healing balm. Their energy was pure and uninhibited, which filled me with a sense of peace. Being around them reminded me of everything good and pure, like when the world first began, unraveling itself like flower petals, unfolding and tilting toward the sun to be fed, and aging as the hands on the clocks ticked by.
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Indebted to the Mafia King

Indebted to the Mafia King

“You’re flirting with death. I’m not the only person who could take you down.” The accusation sticks tighter than it would have before El, before the heartbeat in that little office, but I sip my coffee like his words don’t mean a thing to me. The waitresses don’t seem to give a fuck about our little scuffle, at least. “Do you have anything other than threats?” I ask. Henry sighs. “Fyodor’s not a totally uncommon name, but I did some digging, and I was able to connect it to a guy called Raskolnikov, who dropped off the map in Russia about a month before Fyodor started moving over here.”
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His Dangerous Obsession

His Dangerous Obsession

It sank even deeper but I tried not to show it. "Why are you telling me? You usually don't." He was quiet, till he breathed. "I don't know," before his footsteps got entirely erased. * * * * My fingers trailed across the spine of the books and I stopped on a white covered book. I pull it out of the shelf and hold it in both hands. "Crime and Punishment," I read aloud before gazing down at the author's name. "Fyodor Dos-tos-to-eeev-evsky?" I squint my eyes. "Fyodor Dostoevsky!"
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MINE TO OWN

MINE TO OWN

The ember flared against the darkness, momentarily painting his sculpted face in shades of crimson and gold. His father would want a full report later. Fyodor Dostoevsky, head of the largest and most feared Bratva in Russia and maybe the world, was a man who demanded excellence — who demanded everything. Tonight, Andrei would be expected to recount every detail: who attended, what was bought, who whispered secrets over fluted glasses of poisoned wine. It was politics disguised as pleasure. Power masked as art and culture. Andrei thought it laughable. He was only here to retrieve a painting — a damn painting at that.
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Fyodor Dostoevsky was this intense Russian writer who dug deep into the human psyche like no one else. His life was a rollercoaster—exile, gambling addiction, near-execution—and it all bled into his work. Reading 'Crime and Punishment' or 'The Brothers Karamazov' feels like staring into a mirror that shows your darkest thoughts. His characters aren’t just fictional; they’re raw, messy, and painfully real. Raskolnikov’s guilt, Ivan’s existential crisis, Alyosha’s faith—they stick with you long after you finish the book.

What makes Dostoevsky special is how he tackles big questions without easy answers. He doesn’t just write about crime or religion; he wrestles with them. His debates between characters (like Ivan and Alyosha in 'The Brothers Karamazov') are like watching a philosophical boxing match. Even his prose feels urgent, like he’s scribbling it all down before the world ends. And the settings—gritty St. Petersburg alleys, cramped apartments—add this suffocating atmosphere that amplifies the moral chaos.

He wasn’t just a novelist; he was a prophet of human darkness and redemption. Nietzsche called him the only psychologist he learned from, and it’s true. Dostoevsky’s books aren’t just stories; they’re survival guides for the soul. Even today, his work feels shockingly modern because he understood the contradictions of being human—how we can crave both freedom and destruction, love and suffering. That’s why people still binge his books like they’re new releases.

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