KILLER QUEEN    Natasha Romanoff

KILLER QUEEN Natasha Romanoff

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//KILLER QUEEN// "ⁱ ᵍᵘᵉˢˢ ᵐʸ ʰᵉᵃʳᵗ ⁱˢ ᵃˢ ᶜᵒˡᵈ ᵃˢ ʸᵒᵘ ᵗʰᵒᵘᵍʰᵗ, ᵃᶠᵗᵉʳ ᵃˡˡ." Katerina Alexandria Milanova lived a life devoid of empathy, a steely resolve that saw her navigating treacherous waters by any means necessary-until Natalia Alianovna Romanova crossed her path. In that fateful encounter, memories long buried surged to the forefront, reminding Katerina of the sacrifices made and the harsh choices that shaped her. Their eyes meeting was more than a coincidence; it was a seismic shift. In that gaze, shattered fragments of Katerina's being coalesced, thawing the ice encasing her heart. For Katerina, who had always survived by her wits, meeting Natalia marked a profound turning point. Katerina Milanova was a survivor, until she met her.
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