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The Watchman of Salt and Dust: The Romance of the Svyatoslav Bratva Leader
The Watchman of Salt and Dust is the shadowy realm of the Svyatoslav Bratva, a brotherhood bound by intrigue and layered duties to fulfill. At the leadership is Kolya, the youngest of them. As a sniper with Sigma Hunter characters, he embodies the very essence of darkness.
Under the water, he commands a formidable submarine, a silent hunter lurking beneath the depths with an all-snipers-crew. Together with his two brothers, they watch over the sea, offering protection to seafarers and refuge to women escaping their darkest nightmare in forced mobilisation. On the ground, he rides a dual-sport motorbike to watch over the cavalry from high and afar. The four other brothers, equally grey, traverse the world on their personalised motorbikes.
But Kolya’s heart harbours a different secret, one that thrives in the shadows. In the quiet hours, he watches over Alma, a woman full of curiosity who is studying for her master’s degree on a full scholarship. Working at a restaurant to support herself, she finds herself entwined with a stalking maskman who keeps slipping gifts under her pillow.
Their worlds collide on the chilling Kotlin Island in the far north. Alma’s life takes a heart-stopping turn when she’s abducted by the leader of the notorious Yuren Bratva. In the heart of the land of rebellious sailors and soldiers, romance takes root, and nothing will ever be the same.
Prepare for an exhilarating journey where love and obsession intertwine, where loyalty is tested to the brink of destruction, and where the Svyatoslav Bratva navigates a treacherous path between darkness and duty.
The Watchman of Salt and Dust plunges you into a gripping tale of passion, sacrifice, and a brotherhood teetering on the edge of darkness. Will Kolya and his brothers surrender to their twisted side, or will the shadows of the past in the forest dim the light of their future?
FAIR
This publication contains explicit language, explicit romantic scenes, dark romance, uncommon courtship, and depictions of the forced mobilisation of men and women. Readers’ discretion is advised.
EXCERPT 1:
Her having to walk alone at this late hour of the night is not something that I like. She got lucky that I had sniper skills to watch her walk home at night. To warn the man approaching her from the dark corner, I sent a warning to the bottle in his hand. Alma caught the sound of the breaking glass and became aware of him.
‘Run faster, little spark! The next one flying is to his head.’
EXCERPT 2:
I knew that she was aware of me watching her. I couldn’t help it; she was amusing to watch. My puzzle to solve. My curiosity to follow. My precious thing to guard. Mine to keep.
The maskman might be easy for anyone to fall for, especially those with particular kinks. They thought it was about the layers of fabric that the mask has. They had no clue that it was actually about layers of shadow that lay between the layers of flesh behind the mask.
EXCERPT 3:
Other women I’ve met might have fallen because of the bike I’m riding, or the suit I’m wearing, or even the tattoos armouring my muscles. But she sees me pass through the layers of my guard.
Of all, my helmet is the only one that knows all the thoughts floating in my mind that have never been vented out through words. It absorbs the condensation from the raging hell inside my brain.
When the speed increases, the noise inside my head goes silent.
Under the water, he commands a formidable submarine, a silent hunter lurking beneath the depths with an all-snipers-crew. Together with his two brothers, they watch over the sea, offering protection to seafarers and refuge to women escaping their darkest nightmare in forced mobilisation. On the ground, he rides a dual-sport motorbike to watch over the cavalry from high and afar. The four other brothers, equally grey, traverse the world on their personalised motorbikes.
But Kolya’s heart harbours a different secret, one that thrives in the shadows. In the quiet hours, he watches over Alma, a woman full of curiosity who is studying for her master’s degree on a full scholarship. Working at a restaurant to support herself, she finds herself entwined with a stalking maskman who keeps slipping gifts under her pillow.
Their worlds collide on the chilling Kotlin Island in the far north. Alma’s life takes a heart-stopping turn when she’s abducted by the leader of the notorious Yuren Bratva. In the heart of the land of rebellious sailors and soldiers, romance takes root, and nothing will ever be the same.
Prepare for an exhilarating journey where love and obsession intertwine, where loyalty is tested to the brink of destruction, and where the Svyatoslav Bratva navigates a treacherous path between darkness and duty.
The Watchman of Salt and Dust plunges you into a gripping tale of passion, sacrifice, and a brotherhood teetering on the edge of darkness. Will Kolya and his brothers surrender to their twisted side, or will the shadows of the past in the forest dim the light of their future?
FAIR
This publication contains explicit language, explicit romantic scenes, dark romance, uncommon courtship, and depictions of the forced mobilisation of men and women. Readers’ discretion is advised.
EXCERPT 1:
Her having to walk alone at this late hour of the night is not something that I like. She got lucky that I had sniper skills to watch her walk home at night. To warn the man approaching her from the dark corner, I sent a warning to the bottle in his hand. Alma caught the sound of the breaking glass and became aware of him.
‘Run faster, little spark! The next one flying is to his head.’
EXCERPT 2:
I knew that she was aware of me watching her. I couldn’t help it; she was amusing to watch. My puzzle to solve. My curiosity to follow. My precious thing to guard. Mine to keep.
The maskman might be easy for anyone to fall for, especially those with particular kinks. They thought it was about the layers of fabric that the mask has. They had no clue that it was actually about layers of shadow that lay between the layers of flesh behind the mask.
EXCERPT 3:
Other women I’ve met might have fallen because of the bike I’m riding, or the suit I’m wearing, or even the tattoos armouring my muscles. But she sees me pass through the layers of my guard.
Of all, my helmet is the only one that knows all the thoughts floating in my mind that have never been vented out through words. It absorbs the condensation from the raging hell inside my brain.
When the speed increases, the noise inside my head goes silent.
200 pages, Paperback
Published June 15, 2025
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December 5, 2023
In dire need of proofreading
I don't think English is this author's first language and while there's absolutely nothing wrong with that (anyone who learns a second language is already better than me), this book reads like it was AI translated without any proofreading at all. I struggled to make it through the first five chapters before giving it up entirely. The premise was good though, so if this does get re-released after being properly translated and proofread I'd like to give it another shot. Unfortunately I can't recommend it in it's current state.
I don't think English is this author's first language and while there's absolutely nothing wrong with that (anyone who learns a second language is already better than me), this book reads like it was AI translated without any proofreading at all. I struggled to make it through the first five chapters before giving it up entirely. The premise was good though, so if this does get re-released after being properly translated and proofread I'd like to give it another shot. Unfortunately I can't recommend it in it's current state.
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