LANDON KING x JEREMY VOLKOV There's something about Him that I can't quite shake. An unexplainable obsession that consumes my thoughts, driving me to extremes I never thought possible. He's become more than just a rival; he's an enigma I'm determined to unravel. As my obsession with him intensifies, so does my vow to destroy him. I'll tear down everything he holds dear, leaving him broken and defeated. When our rivalry reaches its climax, I'll emerge victorious, owning him in every sense of the word. Disclaimer: I DO NOT own most of the characters. They are a part of the Legacy of Gods series by Rina Kent. This is merely my take on 'what could have been.' Disclaimer 2.0: Landon and Jeremy (along with all the other characters in this story) are my interpretations of them from Brandon and Nikolai's POVs, because they're my babies. Most-if not all-of the characters differ from their RKverse versions, personality wise. There were things I disliked about the OCs, so I took the creative liberty to change them in this fanfic according to my moral compass. As a result, they might be boring to some. I'm just putting this disclaimer here so no one ends up disappointed. In other words: reduce your expectations to zero.

𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐈𝐊𝐀 𝐕𝐎𝐋𝐊𝐎𝐕 & 𝐕𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐍 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐎𝐙𝐎𝐕 "𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮... 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬... 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲... 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐮𝐬, 𝐚𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞..." He was never supposed to want her. Now he'll destroy anyone who tries to take her. Vaughn Morozov is untouchable-ruthless, feared, and utterly without mercy. As the heir to the Bratva, he was raised to take, to own, to break. And from the moment he laid eyes on Annika Volkov, she became his. She just doesn't know it yet. Annika should hate him. Fear him. Run from the obsession that coils around her throat like a noose. But Vaughn doesn't believe in should. He believes in possession. In control. In making sure she knows that no matter how hard she fights, she will always belong to him. And if she dares to leave? He'll burn the whole world down to bring her back. Because love isn't sweet. Not with a man like him. It's dark. Twisted. Poisonous. And she wouldn't want it any other way.

I never intended to get involved with the heathens, really. I mean, I didn't mind helping Landon with the pranks he pulls on the heathens, but getting directly involved with one of the members? Hmm, wasn't what I ever wanted. Now Killian Carson has his eyes set on me, and no matter what I do or try to run away, he won't back off. He even went as far as to trick Glyndon, my cousin, into dating him to get a reaction from me. Now, I'm not one to back off from a challenge. I will make him pay. I'm Creighton King, and Kings never bow. 𝗦𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗲𝗱: 11-10-25 𝘚𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘴: 𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝗘𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗱: 𝗑𝗑𝗑 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐑𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐊𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐢 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 !!

"Matryoshka" A doll that learns to love the hands that crack its porcelain and the hands that mend it. _________________________________________ Jeremy had me pinned against the shattered remains of an antique mirror, glass teeth biting into his palms as he struggled to keep his breathing even. "Adorable" Jeremy cooed, pressing the cold barrel of a gun beneath my chin. "You're shaking." A razor-blade smile. "With rage." Lie. My stomach coiled tight as Jeremy's free hand slid under my shirt counting my ribs like a butcher pricing cuts. "Liar." The safety clicked off. "Your pulse is begging me to stop." I forced a laugh, even as my vision blurred at the edges. "Then you're bad at listening." The gun fired into the ceiling and I flinched, shame burning hotter than the gunpowder scent between them. Jeremy licked the tear from my cheek. "There it is." {Jeremy x Landon}