Bratva Stories

𝑾𝒆𝒍𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑲𝒏𝒚𝒛𝒆𝒗 𝑯𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓚𝓷𝔂𝔃𝓮𝓿 𝓔𝓶𝓹𝓲𝓻𝓮, 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓲𝓼𝓷𝓽 𝓪 𝓰𝓲𝓯𝓽. 𝓘𝓽𝓼 𝓪 𝓭𝓮𝓫𝓽 𝓹𝓪𝓲𝓭 𝓲𝓷 𝓫𝓵𝓸𝓸𝓭. They call him the Leader. Cold, ruthless, and carved from the Siberian ice, 𝒟𝓲𝓶𝓲𝓽𝓻𝓲 𝒦𝓷𝔂𝔃𝓮𝓿 doesn't believe in mercy-only dominance. As the eldest heir to the Knyazev throne, he has spent his life becoming the monster his father demanded. He thought nothing could crack his armor... until he met 𝒱𝓲𝓿𝓲𝓪𝓷 𝒟'𝓐𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓵𝓸. Vivian was a ghost in the making, a boy with a soft heart trapped in a world of knives. When his family's sins fall onto his shoulders, he is sold to the one man who knows no pity. Vivian was supposed to be a sacrifice. He was supposed to break. But every time Dimitri pushes, Vivian pushes back, igniting a fire that threatens to melt the Knyazev ice. But Dimitri isn't the only storm brewing in the Knyazev house. 𝒮𝓲𝓵𝓿𝓲𝓪 𝒦𝓷𝔂𝔃𝓮𝓿 ,the Ice Queen of the Bratva, lives for order and discipline. She doesn't play games. That is, until she meets ℒ𝔂𝓻𝓪 ℛ𝓸𝓶𝓪𝓷𝓸. Lyra is chaos in human form-reckless, wild, and determined to be the thorn in Silvia's side. Between them lies a history of secrets and a tension that could burn the whole city to the ground. 𝖂𝖍𝖊𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖕𝖆𝖘𝖙 𝖈𝖔𝖑𝖑𝖎𝖉𝖊𝖘 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖕𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖊𝖓𝖙, 𝖜𝖍𝖔 𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝖇𝖊 𝖑𝖊𝖋𝖙 𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖎𝖓𝖌? "𝕴 𝖉𝖔𝖓'𝖙 𝖜𝖆𝖓𝖙 𝖞𝖔𝖚𝖗 𝖇𝖔𝖉𝖞, 𝖁𝖎𝖛𝖎𝖆𝖓. 𝕴 𝖜𝖆𝖓𝖙 𝖙𝖔 𝖐𝖓𝖔𝖜 𝖜𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖎𝖙 𝖋𝖊𝖊𝖑𝖘 𝖑𝖎𝖐𝖊 𝖙𝖔 𝖔𝖜𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖛

"In a world of blood and betrayal, she was never meant to belong to him-but he would burn cities to keep her."

Delilah Sinclair, a newly graduated journalist, lives with her mother Grace, whose ongoing treatment for depression leaves them struggling financially. Delilah never knew her father, and Grace never spoke of him. When Delilah is offered a huge sum to interview a dangerous Russian mobster, Rowan Volkov, she accepts-desperate to help her mother. But telling Grace the news forces a long-hidden truth into the open: Delilah's father is a powerful Russian billionaire tied closely to the Volkov family. Delilah's world shifts overnight. Wealth, danger, and influence now surround her-but the real threat is Rowan himself. Cold, calculating, and always one step ahead, he looks at her like he's trying to unravel her piece by piece. He's a magnet pulling her closer with hate... and desire. And when she hears the words "arranged marriage", a secret deal forged between two empires, she can't believe it. No. Not with him. Not with the man who made her tremble whenever he whispered "don't tempt me", close to her ear. Not with Rowan Volkov. But the decision is already made. {𝐁𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐯𝐚 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 +𝟏𝟖}

10 years... 10 years since she had been home. 10 years since she had seen her brothers. Ekaterina Volkov was taken away from her family for her safety. Her father was the Pyka of the Volkov Bratva. Everything changes when word gets around that her father was murdered and she's no longer safe. Kayta is now back with her brothers. With her brothers hiding secrets from her, Katya knows something is going down. When Katya learns about the family's business, will she let it destroy her or will she rise to her destiny?

He never truly looked at me. Or maybe he did, just never the way I wanted. It's been two years, and I wonder if he even remembers. I shouldn't crave something so forbidden, but I do. I always have. He looks like a man without a soul, yet I still want him to take me away. She was once a fleeting thought, a harmless presence-until she wasn't. Now, she's a disruption I can't ignore, a storm tearing through my life. And I don't like anyone disturbing my world. I should walk away, let her go. But I won't. Because now, I think I could kill anyone who dares to look at her. God help me.

"Hello, Arabella." Even though I've only ever heard that deep, calm voice over the phone, I would recognize it anywhere. "Luca," I acknowledge as I meet the stunning, yet vicious gaze of my fiance. "I would say it's lovely to finally meet you in person. However, given the circumstance, it wouldn't be appropriate," he said. Then I heard him take off the safety of the gun that was now pressed against my head. *** Arabella has always been privileged. She has never had to sacrifice a single thing in her eighteen years of life. So when she discovers that she's to be the sacrificial lamb that saves her family from ruin by way of marriage, she's outraged and unwilling. Thus, she creates an elaborate plan in which she steals four million dollars from her father before venturing off on her own not knowing when or if she's coming back. However, things are far from easy for her when her would be fiance ensues a manhunt to find and capture his unwilling bride. *** Luka has always had the uncanny ability of getting whatever he set his sights on whether it be through his use of charm or more frequently, his ruthless and cruel nature. As the heir to not one, but two major crime families, ruthlessness and cruelty comes easily to him. However, what isn't coming to him easily is his little bride to be. Unwilling to allow the escape of the girl he's been promised, Luka ensures the return of his bride by placing a bounty on her head worth ten million dollars. He soon realizes that Arabella is far more elusive than he originally thought, but he will stop at nothing to get her back.

She wasn't his weakness. She was the weapon he never saw coming.~• - Dante Moretti, the cold heir to the Italian mafia, is forced into a political marriage with Aurelia Hale - a quiet, soft-spoken girl who seems too gentle for his brutal world. What he doesn't know? Aurelia isn't gentle at all. As enemies rise and alliances waver, Dante starts noticing cracks in his wife's innocent façade - moments too sharp, movements too precise, eyes that hide storms he can't read. And when danger begins closing in, he realizes one terrifying truth: His bride might be the most dangerous secret in the entire underworld. - Dante Moretti Cold. Calculated. Mafia heir raised on power and silence. Thinks marriage will be a burden - until the bride starts confusing him. Aurelia Hale Soft voice, gentle face... and walls built of steel. Hides more than anyone suspects - including a past that could burn empires. - In a world of guns, secrets, and alliances- he thinks she's the fragile one. But she might be the only one who can save them all... or destroy everything. ••• Want to know what happens when a cold mafia heir discovers his wife's deadliest secret? Dive into, 'His Hidden Weapon' •••

आपणास याबद्दल काहीही कल्पना नाही आणि मला वाटते की आमच्या सद्य परिस्थितीमुळे मी आपल्याला यापुढे हे जाणवू शकणार नाही (08/08/2019)

Skylar Bray is a model, actress, trillionaire, and-most importantly-a cover. Skylar Bray's real name is Katia Ramazanova and on her 18th birthday the CIA sends her on a mission to retrieve information from Cristiano Mancini, a student at Los Angeles High School whose rich father has been working for/with Camorra: the Italian-American mafia. *WARNING: SOME MATURE THEMES, SWEARING, AND SEXUAL REFERENCES*

In the Godless City of Seattle, Washington there is no place for innocence or miracles. With war raging between the criminal organizations leading the city into chaos...the food chain is about to get rearranged. Genevieve Belay is the clear example that life is cruel and depends on nothing more than survival . She is the result of evil and a product of her environment. She has secrets that can kill and a truth that needs to remain buried with the Devil for as long as she can allow it. In a City where fear reigns, life is about to get more dangerous for everyone in it. For Genevieve has to discover the truth of her past and the reason for her future, unleashing a chain of events that no one can prepare for. --- The Stilte are silence. The Mafia are greedy. The Breeders are chaos. The Legacy is deceiving. All of these things kill you. Don't shy away from your true self. In this city, is kill or be killed. ---

she seduces and destroy

Aurelia Alekseeva An assassin's work is no joke. What was supposed to be a one night job turned into something much worse. I caught the attention of a monster lurking in the dark, awaiting his next prey, which turned out to be me. The more I try to pry myself out of his hold, the more I find out that there's no path out of this that doesn't lead back to him. Viktor Mikhailov I never believed in love. Never wanted it. Until this sharp mouthed brunette inserted herself into my life. I couldn't stop wanting to possess her, claim her as mine, and never let her go. But she has one objective, to take me and my empire down, never knew why, never wanted to know. All I want is her, and I'd burn the world to have her if it's the last thing I do, and I'd do it with a smile. She is mine, she just doesn't know it yet. She can try to escape all she wants, but i will chase her down and live like her shadow. She is and will be mine, and I won't have it any other way.

Because God knows I'm too busy to write the whole book; but I'm never too busy to write. So, here are 'Excerpts', even if in the wrong order.

⛔ අවුරුදු 24 ක් නිදහසේ ගෙවුණු ජීවුතය තම ලේ උරුමය නිසා කණපිට ගැසූ තරුණයෙක්.... ⛔ අහම්බෙන් හමුවූ තරුණියක්......... ⛔ නොනවතින හඹායන්නෙක්........... ⛔ පවුල , මිතුරන් වෙනුවෙන් සියල්ල අත් හැරීමක්............ "ඔයාට ඔයා ගැන හිතන්න බැරිනන් පුතා plz ඔයාව මෙච්චර කල් බලාගත්ත ඔයාගෙ අම්මගෙයි තාත්තගෙයි ජීවිතේ ගැනවත් හිතන්න.................. " ටිකකට හිතන්න ඔයා පොඩි කාලෙ ඉඳන් ඔයාව හදාගත්ත දෙමව්පියො.... ඔයාගෙ ඇත්තම දෙමව්පියො නොවුනොත්.............. ඒකත් ඔයා ලොකු මාෆියා boss කෙනෙක්ගෙ ළමයෙක්නං........... බල අරගල වල ප්‍රතිඵල ලෙස බිහි වූ යක්ශයෙකුගේ කතාව.... 🦋 Butterfly Effect 🦋 ~Y@sH~

I only wanted a few things in my life... Family. Money. Power. I mean I deserved it. Didn't I? Until her... Caramel skin glowing in the sun. Her yellow sundress flowing with the wind,very impractical for autumn in Chicago. She had enraptured every cell in my body, so much so that my eyes couldn't be pried from that spot, even after she had left... I tried not to think about her again... Until I heard her voice. Then I knew that I couldn't let her go.

Caught between a rock and a gang of psychopathic Russians, with an intent to kill. Lady-luck was definitely cruel. Russell's impudence overwhelmed me whilst a new form of rancor directed his inky dark dilating pupils ahead, sizing me up, i was actually rather surprised he wasn't strangling me, but they say all is calm before havoc of a storm hits and as faint twitching in his brow signal, i guess i was in for it. A colossal hand reach for my lower abdomen, hesitantly. Fear biting at his fingertips, making otherwise steady motions appear like an unsure curiosity. I departed a foot and a half, he didn't like that. "Don't, Robyn," A bitter undertone yielding him to such vulnerability, involuntarily. Swallowing before meeting my fearful stare. "Just let me-- Fuck!" I somehow managed to catch him off guard, not before the same colossal hand mercilessly clutched my tender wrist. Forcing me to hold his tantalizing glare, nostrils flaring like a bull ready to charge. "You'll hurt him."