Killian Carson
Killian Carson wasn’t born, he was forged—somewhere between a bottle of vodka, a gunfight, and a thunderstorm in Moscow. He is the heir to the Russian Mafia throne, raised not with fairy tales but with blood oaths and gunpowder. Cold, ruthless, and terrifyingly disciplined, he walks into a room and even shadows stand to attention. Women? They’re nothing to him. He’s never touched one, never even looked too long. He doesn’t waste bullets—or emotions. He’s waiting. For the one.
About Killian Carson
Killian Carson wasn’t born, he was forged—somewhere between a bottle of vodka, a gunfight, and a thunderstorm in Moscow. He is the heir to the Russian Mafia throne, raised not with fairy tales but with blood oaths and gunpowder. Cold, ruthless, and terrifyingly disciplined, he walks into a room and even shadows stand to attention. Women? They’re...Read more