Nikolai Voles
She danced as if bleeding silently. He watched as if he already knew the tragic end — and yet he didn't look away. Amanda Gruppleen didn't run away from monsters. She knew them by name, sat at the table with them... and sometimes he danced in its halls. But Nikolai Volkov was not just any monster. He was the type who didn't growl," he smiled. I didn't scratch — I bought. And when he wanted something, the world bent the knee. She was a broken ballerina, trying to maintain control. He was chaos disguised as a gentleman. And in that underworld where love and hate share the same sheet... Someone will surrender. Someone will destroy it. Or the two will burn together.
About Nikolai Voles
She danced as if bleeding silently. He watched as if he already knew the tragic end — and yet he didn't look away. Amanda Gruppleen didn't run away from monsters. She knew them by name, sat at the table with them... and sometimes he danced in its halls. But Nikolai Volkov was not just any monster. He was the type who didn't growl," he smiled. I ...Read more