Nicki Age Novels & Stories

“Please close my door on your way out.” She took in a deep breath and walked out slamming the door behind her. Tomás shook his head. “Fuck!” He murmured. “She is one hell of a thing. Is she always like that?” “Apparently not,” Nico answered. “Just with Zayden.” “Damn. How old is she again?” He asked. “Twenty-two,” I said instantly. “And she’s about to make my life a fucking hell.” Tomás grinned. “Well, good thing you know how to play.”

he asked, picking up on their earlier conversation about her first kiss. Noah laughed softly, her eyes sparkling. "We were eight," she said with a grin. Nick raised an eyebrow. "What about your first kiss?" she asked, nudging him. "It was much later," Nick said, pretending to be serious. "I was nine." They both burst out laughing.

Grams asked. “She’s good,” Nicholas replied. “Has she said anything about visiting us? She hasn’t really been here in a while. She only calls us,” Grams said. “Well, I don’t know,” Nicholas replied. “Diane, how old are you?” Gran asked before Grams could make any other comment about Jenny. “Twenty four.” “So, how did you meet Nicholas?” Grams asked. Her tone wasn’t polite, neither was it rude. It wasn’t kind neither was it harsh. It was neutral.

I glance around the enormous house, “I don't think I'm made for places like this.” “I know. My brother is so possessive, he won't want you to mingle with this kind of crowd.” She flung her hair back with a seductive smile on her face. Nikki is putting on a black bum-short with a green crop top. However, instead of combat boots, she's putting on black sneakers. “Why?” “Uh, nothing.” She parked the car and exited the car. “We are here to party hard. You don't have to think of your husband.” She winked at me, “come on, love.”

“I’ve made my decision.” Nico studied me for a long moment before speaking again. “How old is she, anyway? You keep saying she’s too young, but how young are we talking?” “Almost Twenty,” I admitted reluctantly. Marco snorted. “Twenty? That’s not that young, Angelo. What are you, thirty-two? Thirty-three? You’re not exactly ancient.” I shot him a glare. “It’s not about the age difference. She’s been through enough already. I’m not going to make things worse for her.”

"Then he is not impotent, right? Have you tried?" Ellena did not answer her vulgar question. Chloe turned her head and teased Nicklaus with a smile. "Little cutie, how old are you?" Nicklaus blushed again. "I'm fourteen years old." "Oh, you are so tall when you are fourteen years old. You will be a handsome man when you grow up." Nicklaus was not humble. "I think so." Ellena, who had already experienced Nicklaus's narcissism, was already immune to it. Chloe was surprised at first, but then she hugged her belly and laughed.

~ 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.

"Drinking and smoking your days out will not solve the problem... whatever it is. You're tearing yourself apart. "Girls, it's me!" Nicki scoffed, waving her hands. "Nothing is wrong with me. I'm fine." Caroline set the bottle on the glass top, a distance away from Nicki's reach. She sat beside Nicki, whipping her auburn waves out of her face. "We have been together since our childhood. By now, you should know that it is futile to hide anything from us. I'm not saying you're not fine, but the Nicki we know will never be in her bathrobe by this time of the day."

“Nikki and Nick. Sounds so cute together, right?” Nikki saw the mischievous look in Soriya’s eyes and knew where this was heading. “Young lady, I know what you’re trying to get at. Nick is my half-brother, darling. He’s twenty-one, and we’re not a couple.” The girls laughed. Soriya blushed and said, “I didn’t know you had a half-brother. Let alone one the same age as me.” “Well, I don’t talk about the other side of the family much. And blast that Nick. I mean, I love him to bits, but he looks too much like me. It’s creepy,” she commented with a dark frown.

Nic and Gabe were busy scarfing down their food while Isaac was stared at Gabe with a fond expression. This, Zannicus noted as Ronan closed the door behind them. 'Wait a minute. Fondly?' He found out merely two days ago that Gabe is still seventeen years old. He'd though that the man would be in his early twenties at least. Francis is thirty nine while his wife- Laura -is thirty eight. Nic is already eighteen but has yet to find his mate. Isaac is nineteen but like Nic, he has yet to meet his mate while Nica already had hers which is Seth, but she doesn't know just yet.