The Nightlife Moscow (Urban Fantasy and Paranormal Suspense) (The Nightlife Series Book 5) Read Online Free PDF

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grinned with her bloody lips. “ C’est bien . I take good care of this one.
Don’t worry. We are friends, non? ” She ground her hips on him once more,
appreciating the warmth of Ivan’s sizeable crotch. “We had a little fun. Ça
ne casse rien .” It is nothing.
    Anatoly’s amber wolf eyes watched Michelle from the
rear-view mirror, his hands in a white-knuckle grip on the steering wheel. “If
you hurt him, I will cut you from cunt to chest and leave your guts across the
rooftops of Moscow.”
    Michelle blew him a kiss and licked the rest of Ivan’s blood
off her lips. “I hope you try. I’m still hungry.”
    “I’m fine! Stop fighting.” Ivan’s hand gripped Michelle’s
ass firmly and he grinned with eyes fully dilated, high as a kite on her venom.
    Michelle held her prey delicately, appreciatively. She knew
how to handle these moments. She knew what men needed from her and had no
problem giving it. Men couldn’t keep away from her. They flocked to her side everywhere
she went. Once they had a shot of the venom in her teeth, she owned their
asses. She took great pains to ensure the effect was not permanent.
    Aaron watched her cautiously. Though he’d had no choice when
he saved Katya, Michelle wished he hadn’t brought another complicated woman
into their lives. It was bad enough dealing with the damned Persian princess
who thought she ran the show. Add Katya in the mix, and their lives had become
a mess of bitchy drama scenes, usually related to the wolf who refused to
accept the harsh reality of her situation.
    Her moment with Ivan came to an abrupt end when the left
side window exploded in her face. A barrage of automatic gunfire tore through
the car. Bullets, glass, screams and frigid air blasted across the interior. Something
smacked her left shoulder hard, and seconds later something hammered into the
left side of her head.
    Ivan pulled her down on top of him, cursing in Russian,
right up to the moment she blacked out.
     
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Chapter 5
     
     
    Aaron leaned over to take Michelle from Ivan, but the car
zig-zagged left, then right, knocking him back into his seat. Tires squealed.
Wolves growled. Gunshots flew everywhere. One shot sliced across Aaron’s cheek
and he barely turned away in time as the bullet blew out another window of the vehicle.
Anatoly fired a few rounds at the drive-by shooters, but abandoned the effort
to focus on speeding through the icy streets to escape.
    Katya had dropped low into Anatoly’s lap, but then popped her
blood-splattered face up with her eyes wild and a pistol in each hand. She
scanned side to side, looking for someone or something to shoot at. She sighted
in on the black SUV trailing behind and unloaded both guns out the open rear
window. Her barrage of gunfire barely missed Urvashi. Their pursuer rolled off
the road to grind into a parked car. Katya must have nailed the driver.
    Aaron lost patience with Ivan’s possessive hold on Michelle’s
limp body. “Give her to me!”  He reached over the top of Urvashi and pulled
Michelle into his arms. Looking shell-shocked, Ivan handed the vampire over
carefully, like precious cargo. The question was in his eyes before he spoke. “Is
she…?”
    Michelle whimpered in Aaron’s arms, but didn’t stir as he
cradled her like a baby.
    Nikolay pulled his blood-covered hand away from his chest,
and looked at it with disgust. He reached past Katya and slammed his fist on
the dashboard. “Fucking, Dmitri!”
    “Of course it was Dmitri! It’s always fucking Dmitri!” Katya
screamed in Nikolay’s face as if she couldn’t stand to hear the obvious. Then she
wiped the blood off her cheeks and looked more closely at her brother.
Realization dawned in her eyes as Nikolay slumped against her shoulder. “Nikolay?”
She turned his face towards her. “No, no, no! Damn it, Kolya! Kolen’ka, stay
with me.”
    Tears running down her cheeks, Katya pulled his head up and
smacked him, trying to wake him. He