Hello Neighbor Nicky X Maritza Novels & Stories

I spare a moment to glance down and see a notification from Fiona. ‘How did it go last night?” Reading the first message makes me groan. Where do I even begin? I think. Just as I’m about to respond, another message comes through. ‘Btw, just found out your handsome neighbor is apparently a famous hockey player?!’ I blink with surprise. He’s famous enough that she found out?! I notice that she attached a link to her message, and I can’t resist clicking on it. I find myself directed to a webpage dedicated completely to Aiden. I scroll through in stunned silence as the information washes over me. Aiden isn’t just a star hockey player — he’s one of the most famous hockey players in the world!

He growled at him while Fennick pouted his lips. "What do you just say?" "What is that?!" Sage barked. "I, Fennick, am the only person that has every right to call her Rora. It shouldn't be coming from your mouth," he notified and smirked. Sage scoffed, "She is my mate!" He snapped earning a peal of laughter from Fennick who was already on the run to meet Aurora. "She's my best friend!"

He muttered, "Thank God. Thank God! My Nikita is still alive!" At that very moment, his phone rang. It was Queenie, who sounded incredibly upset. "Spencer, I'm not feeling well. Can you come over and keep me company?" Nikita was still nowhere to be found, and Spencer had no intention of doing anything else before he found his wife. He replied coldly, "Queenie, you should see a doctor if you're not feeling well. I'm not a medical professional, so there's nothing I can do for you."

Just be close, chat, play together, the most important thing is that it is still polite and normal. Almost every day I play with Catur, Nicky, Tika and friends. Luckily they, at having a boyfriend, are kind and loyal. Nicky has Roy and Catur there is Erki, Tika is with Dona. Sometimes I just used to be their insect repellent when I was walking. Let it be Sintia, everything will be beautiful in its time. Just relax, enjoy and live your youth and your day.

"Let's go to Mamacita's! I'm in the mood for some Tex-Mex." "Sounds like a good idea to me," Jack said, flooring the gas towards Mamacita's, it was a cozy little Tex-Mex place and Nicki worked there so we ate for free sometimes. When we pulled in we smelled the scent of tortillas being baked and walked inside to see the Davy Crocket animatronic in the back, funny enough, Nicki was working today. "Hey, Nicki! How're you?" "Hey, Jakey, I'm good, I heard about Alex giving you a smooch outside the house," She said and I started blushing, Nicki grabbed a couple of menus and led us to a booth in the back, I flipped her off and sat across from Jack.

“No deal, man.” Nick turned his back on Adam. “Things here have been really busy, as you know, and I just lost track of time. That’s all.” “Nick…” “No. Leave it. I’m wiped out.” Nick shrugged on his jean jacket. “I’m going home.” “Not to Mia’s?” “Nope. Seems she’s going to meet some guy named Grant for a drink.” That made Adam stop. “What, like a date?” “No, they’re just friends.” Nick tried to act like he didn’t give a crap, but Adam had known him for over a decade, and nothing got past the guy. “From her time in Hong Kong.”

"Sorry huh? Hehehe! I thought you weren't on the line yet." "What do you want this time?!!" Bennet whined. "Ah! I just wanted to say that I'm here at the Supermarket. I'm with Mana and Joyce." "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING---" "Hep! Hep! Husband. Before you get angry, I also want to say that the MIB is with me so you don't need to worry," Nicky said. "MIB?" we asked at the same time.

The friend chuckled. "See you at the club." Nick slacked his tie and proceeded to call the next person. "Hello?" A soft voice answered. "Hi sweetheart." He smirked. "It's Nick. Meet me at the club tonight?" "I haven't seen you in days." "I know Babe. Come on. Meet me there. Call a friend." She hissed. "Or you can be greedy." He chuckled. "Come alone then." "Okay." "See you at eight sweetheart."

It was just Marx and Martha left in the house in the space of seconds. “What do you need me to do?” “Stay safe,” Marx told her. Martha nodded her head as she chewed on her lower lip. It would just be her in the house. She was not the fighter; she was the healer. Nico was already out with the others, and the anxiety of that, plus what was coming for them, naturally made her edgy. Marx hugged her, planting a kiss on the top of her head before he left. ***

Martha had placed my plate of food in front of me and a glass of juice next to it. 'Profit, sir. -Thank you. Come on, don't be shy. I encouraged her as I looked at her a little funny. She had gotten a little nervous. "Well, I just talked to Nicky and he told me he's coming over the weekend for our anniversary," she squealed happily. I felt something inside me that I didn't like, it was like rage, anger. "Nicky is your boyfriend, right?" Martha asked him. I rolled my eyes because it was obvious that it was her boyfriend. Who will now come to see her.