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The Bear Cub

LETTURE 3,868
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Tempo 14h 41m

LETTURE 3,868
Voti 297
Parti 69
Tempo 14h 41m

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1950s coldwar gulag russia stalin

'Why are you doing all of this?' Natalya asked, her need to be done with this making her brazen and cutting. 'What have I done to make you take such an interest?'
'You know Ivan the Terrible had a pet bear?' 
Natalya didn't like where this was going. 'Yes.'
'He used to keep it hungry. Then when he threw his enemies to it, he'd get to watch them get torn apart.'
'Yes, yes!' snapped Natalya. 'What's your point?'
Bringing their entwined hands between them, he stretched one finger out to run down her cheek. 'I've always wanted one. A medvezhonok to raise and nurture to my will.'

1950's Stalinist Russia; a time of totalitarianism and turmoil. Natalya Morozova, a young seamstress from Moscow, finds herself tangled in her husband's illicit activities and is suddenly thrust into the GULAG prison system, where deceit lies around every corner. Will she prove worthy of mastering it? Or will her own crimes finally catch up to her ad plunge her even further into despair.Tutti i diritti riservati

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Heirs And Hunters di crazypoodle

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War of Praisers di BelovedDarkStranger

Nothing left my mouth as I stared at him in shock. He truly believed that I was part of this. The man, who I had lived with and served for months. The man who I had protected with my life and soul. I stood still while, as he backed away from me quickly. "I trusted you with my life." His cry pierced around the empty room. He looked so destroyed and hurt, but mostly his face portrayed rage and determation. "And I protected you with mine." I spoke back loudly. I didn't hear myself say it but I knew I did. I look into his eyes even from our distance they seemed to wallow me in darkness. "I gave you mine." My voice was quiet and cracked. His face changed only for a second before his old one took over again. He doesn't believe me. It doesn't matter what I say or do he won't listen. He will still believe I am the bad guy. Just as Kane said, we will never be equals, we will never be fellow humans. We will always be monsters to them. "Yakov, I am not the bad guy." I plead one last time. His Russian accent comes out harsh with his next words. "Your right," he pauses, "you are the villain." I stumble back as if I had just been stabbed in the chest. It was a horrible feeling. It was never good with the emotions and yet I recognize the feeling as heart beak. I barely breathe in air as I regain my posture. A battle cry from somewhere distracts me momentarily. I suddenly remember Ewan. I glare at Yakov one more time before I take off after the cries of battle. Jade believes she started the war among the human and her kind. Nothing is as it was portrayed. The lies and the truth are hidden among each other. There is is no clear good and evil. How can there be if one does not know what is right and what is wrong. She was prepared to see death, prepared to inflict death upon others without mercy or remose. She was prepared to do her job which the Facility had given her. But now it doesn't seem so simple anymore. Instead she focuses on keeping her friends alive.

Bound by Duty di LiatheCastia

Mariam was never supposed to be his. Forced into an arranged marriage to Sergei Morozov-Dmitri Volkov's ruthless second-in-command-she became a reluctant bride in a world ruled by violence and power. From the moment she stepped into his home, it was war. A battle of dominance, a clash of wills, a dangerous game where neither was willing to surrender. Sergei expected a submissive wife. Instead, he got a sharp-tongued, defiant woman who challenged him at every turn. But the more they fought, the more their fiery hatred burned into something else-something all-consuming. When danger strikes and enemies circle, Mariam and Sergei are forced to confront the truth neither of them is ready to face. In a world where loyalty is everything and betrayal is deadly, trust is the only thing that can save them. But trust has never come easy for them. And in the end, it just might destroy them both. A dark, steamy, enemies-to-lovers mafia romance with explosive chemistry, high stakes, and an antihero who will do anything to keep his wife.

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"I'm not a man of many words... солнышко," he said softly, the Russian endearment curling off his tongue like smoke-sweet, but choking. "Come closer." She hesitated, her body trembling, tears spilling soundlessly down her cheeks. He watched her, the way fear made her small, fragile-beautiful in a broken way. She rose, slow as a confession, and walked to him because something in his smile promised shelter and tasted like a lie. He leaned in, close enough to feel his breath, and I saw the patient cruelty behind his eyes. "Now," he murmured, his voice turning colder, heavier, "tell me... what did you do to make me want to cut your leg?" The room went still, except for her quiet gasps. He tilted his head, studying her face as if searching for the moment she would break. ............................................................... Linda finally gets her big break - a visa sponsorship job at the Lincoln Foundation. She's placed with the Adams family, a kind couple who welcome her with open arms and treat her like the daughter they never had. Their home is beautiful, their hearts warm, and for the first time, Linda feels a sense of belonging. But everything changes the night of a business party hosted by Mr. Adams. There, she meets Arseny - and from that moment, her dream life slowly turns into a haunting nightmare.