Fearless Nikki Novels & Stories

She stated as our eyes widened and Autumn put her palm on Fiona's mouth. "You talk too much," Autumn whispered and we all chuckled. Fast Talk no.4 Biggest fear "Future that is connected to love." I stated weakly. I hate it whenever I say this. I feel like everything that is happening to Blake and I getting me scared. The girls occupied the free space. I think they noticed my uncomfortable situation. "Ava. We're here. We are here to guide to that fear. But you as yourself need to walk to that path and conquer that fear. " Autumn stated sincerely and Aviana and Fiona gave each other a side hug. "Only you can save yourself."

NICKLAUS Trying to get up, I finally got my balance. The owner of the bar came to me begging on the lady's behalf, telling me that he'd fired her and she won't be coming there again. I pulled off some shitty stuff there. How dare she. I smirked. She has no idea what she's gotten into. I looked at the bodyguards who were still gaining their balances, cleared my throat and headed to the car. One of my guards paid the man and we drove off, in a grave silence. We reached the mansion and I went straight to the pool side. That lady really messed with me. I called Marshall and asked him to do a background check on the lady. I described her as I could and hung up.

They were so close and Blakely could already feel his body heat. Nik rolled his tongue over his lip and swallowed hard. Blakely pulled herself up as what happened slowly downed to her. She pushed Nik away out of panic and then roamed her eyes around. Nik looked at her feet. He saw her twist it, but it looks fine. She wasn't injured. For the second time, he was relieved. Nik saw the horror on her face. So he followed her line of vision. At the end of it was his mother, looking at them like they committed the biggest mistake existing on the Earth.

~ Jameson ~ “What girl would balk at that?” she counters, wantonly. “You’re no girl,” I correct. “You are one-thousand percent woman. And then some.” She laughs, so very softly. It’s a titillating sound, coming from someone I have discovered is no delicate flower. Granted, she has her fragile moments. But Nikki also has a fierce side. One I respect and admire.

But no, at the last minute—literally, two and a half hours before show time, Nikki “came down with something.” Please. She was about as sick as a catwalk model with a sprained nail. I bet she had gotten sucked into the rabbit hole of the rumors swirling around the company and decided she didn’t want to be the public face of the drama for even one night. Coward. And guess who got volunteered as tribute?

Fear of the Unknown [When the dead comes back to life] . . Chapter 5: gaze of mystery . *Skylar Hepburn* The boy in question looked towards his direction as if he knew Skylar was there and tilted his head finally completing the smile that he wanted to give him. Skylar's heart raced as he saw the boy's spectral form fixate on him. Anxiety gripped him like a vice, causing his breath to quicken and his palms to grow clammy.

she found her voice, finally defeating and suppressing the bubbles that tried to interfer with her clear, open answer. " What do you know about the janitor's death?"

Nikki’s little display had only muddied the waters. “Tell me.” I kissed her hair and inhaled her scent while holding her close. It never ceases to amaze me how someone as slight of frame as her could hold so much passion inside. There was a time I was almost afraid to touch her, to hold her too hard for fear of hurting her. But she’d proved time and again that she could more than withstand my stamina with more of her own. “I don’t know what to do for my mom. This whole thing is hitting me all at once; that’s why I reacted so poorly to Nikki being in here like that.”

Bianca My breath hitches violently in my chest as an unexpected wave of panic crashes over me, dragging me down into its suffocating depths. It isn't just the shadows of impending doom or the reality of my most likely capture that grips me in icy terror; it's the realisation that Niko has willingly thrust himself into danger, taking risks that I can't comprehend, all in a desperate bid to protect me, even after I attempted to warn him about the ominous red dot of doom that hovered like a harbinger of death, he brushed off my concern with stubborn resolve, telling me to accept the possibility of his demise.

"The pack that exiled him didn't just fear his cruelty. They feared his power." I pressed a hand to my chest. The fire pulsed beneath my ribs, responding to the fear rising in my throat. "You're saying I could become like him." Nicholas turned fully. Both his hands came up to frame my face—gentle but firm. "I'm saying you have a choice. The same choice he had. The same choice every wolf with power faces." His thumb brushed my cheek. "You can let the fear turn you cold. Or you can let it make you brave."