Nayko Novels & Stories

I also went to check the status updates of my friends. When I got to Haniya's update, the first thing I saw made my eyes twitch. It was a picture showing a guy holding the flag of a country - a country I wasn't sure I knew the name of - against his body. The middle of the flag, which was white was stained with the guy's blood. Haniya's caption for that photo was 'pray for Nigeria'.

But yeah, she was still a shallow person, even after being immune to so many good-looking men. Liam tried to ignore her awestruck face and began introducing each other. “You already know Jackson and Sean. This is our RK.” he pointed to the guy with piercings and then the hot Asian dude. “And he’s Riley.” “RK? That’s your name?” Nora asked. The guy named RK shook his head and replied embarrassedly. “No, my name is Rodoslav Karbonesa a.k.a RK.” He looked as though he couldn’t wait to hide in a hole.

Damon and his son one after the other. Jade skipped Leo and his brothers and extended his hand to Naya, he said “Ah! So your name is Naya, nice to meet you” Naya did not want to shake this man’s hand, because the way he was looking at her was giving her the creeps, she felt like he was a pervert.

“You really know your words, huh.” “I do have a question.”, Leah butted in, interrupting once again the moment. “Where is Hughes?”, she placed her almost empty cup down and looked at Maya straight in the eyes. Maya drew back her hand, leaning on the chair. “Hughes is here in Kósmima, with another woman named Selena.” We both glanced at the purple-haired girl confusedly. “Another woman named Selena? What do you mean?”, I asked. “Like another woman, woman as a new wife?”

The David Beckham cologne smell already hitting my nostrils a second in. "Hi" I smile at Nayel. Nayel's eyes roam up and down my body, "Fuck you look so beautiful" I blush, Nayel was wearing plaid grey pants and a black turtle neck, his hair was tousled in a sexy way and it didn't look messy, as always he looked hot.

I introduced myself with my full name – I felt it provided a buffer to protect me. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Rafe smirk when I used my full name knowing full well everyone called me Kate. As I paused the gentleman continued holding my hand introducing himself, “It’s very nice to meet you Katelyn Adams, although the circumstances are not ideal. My name is Boyd Maxwell from the Red Moon Pack. I am Rafe’s Uncle and I believe we have some business we regrettably need to discuss this morning.”

She asked taking a quick glance over at me “ I have a mate, her name is cherry.” Ryan smiles “ Cherry like the stone fruit ? That’s so cute!” She smiles “ What about you?” She asked Creed “ no I’m not seeing anyone unless you count my pillow I see her every night” he winked She giggled “ gross” she said making the throwing up sound “ and you?” Creed asked me “ me? No, I don’t have anyone.” I said focusing on the road “ make a left after that stop sign” she said looking at me with sad eyes

He walked over to me and faced the group of guys. "I see you've all met our newest fighter. Gentlemen, this is Cobra. Trust me on this when I say don't piss her off." He smiled down at the guy who slowly got up. "What is the meaning of this, Jax? Another girl?" He snapped at Jax, and I watched amused. "What's wrong? Is the little boy upset he got beat up by a girl?" I said in a kid's voice, making the others laugh. He grunted, going back to the bench press he was using a minute ago. I smiled at Liam before returning to the combination I was practicing on my own punching bag.

I extended a hand to him, and shaking my hand, he smirked at me, watching as Natasha took a step back. “Alpha Nathan Kozlov. You really are a man of business. I can see that your place seems to bring in more people with each passing day” he said, looking at Natasha who bit her bottom lip as she smiled. I knew that it disgusted her to act this way, but she also knew her job and duty well, and it was one of the main reasons why she was the ONLY one qualified for this job and no one else.

“Don’t even fucking start with me.” Scrutinizingly, Anatoly crossed his hands over his chest, arching a questioning brow at me. “I’m sure this can’t be bad for you. You’re Nikolai. TheNiko Yezhov. You don’t have a fucking Achilles heel. You can handle anything.”