Ivan Leonhart
The night was quiet, yet my heart refused to be still. I’d always known the line between love and ruin was thin but I never imagined I’d cross it for him. Ivan Leonhart, my rival’s brother, was supposed to be the enemy. Yet every glance, every word from him tore down the walls I’d built. In the stillness of winter, our hearts beat against the rules written by our bloodlines.
About Ivan Leonhart
The night was quiet, yet my heart refused to be still. I’d always known the line between love and ruin was thin but I never imagined I’d cross it for him. Ivan Leonhart, my rival’s brother, was supposed to be the enemy. Yet every glance, every word from him tore down the walls I’d built. In the stillness of winter, our hearts beat against the ru...Read more