Nica Pierce Novels & Stories

"Just perform your hit territory single, 'Alpha Instinct.'" Nia teeters right on the edge of a total mental breakdown. That hit record belonged to an entirely different rogue singer—released under Nia's celebrity name after his ascent to media fame, purely for mafia profit. His entire musical reputation was built on total fabrication, every past performance merely elaborate lip-syncing behind a microphone. The prospect of singing live before countless critical wolves spelled certain catastrophe for his career. Oblivious to his deep distress, Haley beams with satisfaction and barks to the technicians, "Cue Nia's backing track right now!"

To others, she was my date and my wife, but I used to leave her and shamelessly move about as if she never existed. Suddenly, my eyes catch sight of the new girl who has been making headlines for the past few days. Standing there is Tanya Pierce, the young and strikingly beautiful CEO of Pierce Empire from Texas. Her presence commands attention with an air of confidence and elegance, her demeanor poised and assured amidst the crowd. This lovely blonde lady with blue eyes, is not just a beauty; she's renowned for her intelligence and is recognized as a highly ruthless and competitive CEO as well. Yet, I can't help but wonder why she's at this business party. A sophisticated businesswoman like

She led him over to one of the open couches and they sat. Nicole was, well, to be frank she was my white whale. She was a little on the short side, with straight hair she'd dyed blonde this year that hung to her shoulders in a severe cut. Her body type would have been a little on the curvier side, but like Sarah she had it in all the right places. And her ass was this kind of wow that had actually made me drool once watching her work out down at the YMCA. The thing was, she was also a fucking ice queen brat. She couldn't keep a snide remark to herself, looked down on everyone other than her group of nerdy friends, and she didn't date, didn't flirt and was definitely a virgin.

“And yet, here I am.” “Why, hello.” Pierce’s smile gets a notch slimier as he turns to leer at Vania. His eyes start at her high heels, travel up the straight lines of her dark pantsuit, stop on her full breasts. I don’t read minds, but he’s thinking MILF so hard, I can practically hear it. “Are you a friend of Sera's?” “You could say that, yes. Since she was a child.” “Oh my God. Do tell, how was baby Sera?”

Nica glanced at me as if she wanted to say something but restrained herself. “You really want to locate them?” She asked as she looked back at the road. I bite my lip, nodding at her. “Greyson won't be happy if he will know we're following him,, especially in his work. We could ruin his plan.” “We'll just follow them, I'm not going to do anything bad or weird.” “Okay fine. I'll locate him for you.” She said, smiling at me deviously. “You can locate him?” “Of course, you forgot that I am Nica Patterson, the well-known investigator in this state.” She said, proudly flipping her hair. I laughed at her with a mix of hope.

Nicki scoffed, folding her arms under her breast. “ Don't push your luck.” He leaned closer toward her and whispered into her ear. “ And if I do?” Nicki also whispered back into his ear. “ You won't survive it.” “ You can try it.” She smirked at him. He was even more handsome than he was the previous night. Dressed in black jean trousers and shirt, with a Burberry wrist watch which could probably cost a fortune and Berluti sneakers. He was an epitome of divine beauty, with two piercings at each side of his eyebrows.

I don't waiver as he stares me down, not givinga shit about looking him in the eyes anymore. "Who the fuck do you think you are? Do you want beating?" He challenges me, and I maintain eye contact and glare at him intensely.""I am Nadia Pierce, and did you forget that I could kick your ass anytime I wanted?" "Not without your wolf you can't." "Then I guess you better hope that I don't get her back anytime soon. We continue our stare down, and Alarik finally

While Pierce was in full black attire; black dress pants and black dress shirt, with a pair of black gentleman shoes. The song slowly flowed through the speakers and the pair drift in to perfect synchronization, with Pierce leading Nina across the dance floor. She was singing on point to Tink's Treat Me Like Somebody. The lyrics seem to touch something deep within me as I listened keenly to it. It was a gentle song, with a deep meaning. All the artist was saying was that she wants somebody to call her own. Why is it so hard to find such a person in this world?

She smiled at Enzo in a way that was seducing, but he refused to look at her. "Or he's your new boss to clean his house? Hi, my name is Nica Harper, and I am Reese's friend. Oh, Mia is actually my best friend, her sister-in-law." she laughed, reached out her free hand for a handshake. Enzo was about to take it, but I swatted his hand away, cutting in. “Don't shake hands with her.” I shot a baleful stare at Nica, detesting her with every ounce of my being at that exact moment.

As she stepped out of Diane's car, she looked up at the majestic building and took in a breath to calm her nerves. “You have a beautiful face, you will get the gig,” she repeated quietly to herself as she walked in. Lauren Pierce was one of the most popular and wealthiest couturiers and make up artists in the state. Elegant as ever, she was dressed in a brocade dress and was seated in the middle of the hall while everyone else present sat on the chairs arranged in circles. It was said that anyone who got a chance to model for her instantly became a big hit, and that was what made her so sought-for and unfortunately, haughty. Her pride was her only flaw, yet aspiring models still flocked arou