Call Of Duty Modern Warfare 3 Nikolai Novels & Stories

Craziness and darkness dripped from all of their eyes. Nikolai tucked his gun on his back under his jacket before he turned and entered the foyer. His heated gaze met with mine, and he exhaled loudly through his nose, probably not liking the fact that I had seen him kill a man. He looked back at the pool of blood right before his front door, his soldiers had taken the dead body somewhere else and then he glanced back at me. "You okay?" That was not the question I was expecting him to ask me, I thought he'd scold me for being here but I nodded nonetheless. "I'm okay..."

Damien turned to Nikolia, his voice clipped and precise. Nikolia nodded, his expression devoid of sympathy. “Yes. He’s given us names and locations. The Montelli’s are making a mess of things, and it’s time we made an example.” Without hesitation, Nikolia raised the gun and fired a single shot. The muffled sound came out clipped, a sharp punctuation to the night’s grim proceedings. The captive slumped forward, his life extinguished in an instant. Nikolia’s eyes remained impassive, his demeanor as cold as the night air.

KAITLYN What?! "No!" I rebel, my eyes widening. "I won't kill anyone, I am not a murderer like you!" I snap, shifting away from him and the gun stretched towards me. Nikolai frowns and straightens up when he realizes that I won't take the gun. "You see that scumbag over there?" He says as he points at the third man. "That scumbag raped a five-year-old girl last week and killed a woman heavy with a child. He is one of Giovanni's men," he says, and I huff in disgust, anger flooding in.

He struggled hard against their hold but couldn’t free himself at all. “You deserve to die for what you did to my brother,” said Eddie Miller, gritting his teeth maliciously as he pointed the gun at Brooklyn, taking his aim at her heart. “Drop the gun, Miller. Your game’s up. Don’t do something that’ll get you behind bars,” said Nikolas, still struggling to get free. Eddie Miller laughed maliciously.

"Well, Nikolai mentioned he wanted to offer you his 'assurances' in person. To settle the score man-to-man." Right on cue, the heavy doors of the suite swing open. A young man strides in, solitary and brimming with a terrifying confidence. He isn't in a suit; he wears high-end, obsidian-colored tactical gear that hugs his frame, highlighting the monochrome runes that crawl up his neck. "Apologies if I’ve missed the opening remarks," Nikolai says, a sharp smirk cutting across his face. He stands with his feet braced, hands shoved into his pockets, looking entirely unimpressed by the room full of Cross enforcers.

Nikolai’s slick, toxic smile spread across his face as he stopped ten feet away from me in the muddy road. "You actually came, my little sun," Nikolai purred, his voice dripping with arrogance as his violet eyes scanned my face, down my velvet dress, to my wrapped, bound feet inside my boots. "I was beginning to think those three northern brute Alphas had locked you in their cellar again." "Where is my mother's Vanguard commander, Nikolai?" I asked, my voice flat, empty of emotion, cold as mountain granite.

“You’re calculating something.” Adrian’s jaw tightened slightly. “Yes.” “What?” Adrian zoomed the camera feed. A second group of vehicles was approaching the factory. Not Elena’s men. Not Daniel’s either. Another gang. DeLuca soldiers. Nikolai cursed. “They’re walking into a three-way war.” Adrian picked up his coat. “So the lesson ends tonight.” Nikolai raised an eyebrow. “Oh?” Adrian loaded a pistol calmly. “She proved she can lead.” He headed toward the door.

Both Zariah and I cringe. Recently, the rumours have finally gone off me and my special date with Malik. Now, they have been assaulting a girl named Nikita from the Devotion Pack. Her eyes are an unnerving shade of purple, that leaves us all wondering whether or not she is a Phantom Wolf or not. Those Wolves are something we all fear, and she will surely be kicked from the competition if she is. So many of the girls have decided they want her gone. With fifteen of us still left, tensions are starting to rise.

"Just stay on my arm and look pretty—" BZZZT. A sudden, sharp burst of static hissed inside the micro-earpiece hidden deep within my ear canal. I flinched slightly, but Enzo’s hand tightened around my waist, keeping me perfectly steady. "Enzo. Nina. Do not react," a voice crackled through the comms. It was Nikolai. His voice was laced with a chilling, mechanical precision that instantly froze the blood in my veins.

Niko quickly assembled his gun when a call from his superior, Kana asked him to report at the facility. From a long time of resting he is happy that a new assignment is coming on his way. "Kana girl." Niko greeted his superior as he entered the 13th room. Kana gave him a glare as she started talking. "Jahid Recholak." She said while she project a russian man's face upon the wall. "He has 3 daughters and a young man."