Nicky Nichols Novels & Stories

We don’t even know if she was hurt or safe. Nick retrieved the video footage of the Alpha floor from the last few hours; it was all static. Someone had hacked into the system and deleted the video. Suddenly, I remembered the day I rejected Nate over a video call. One of Nico’s men is a tech expert; Nico asked him to scramble the signal to make the call untraceable that day. Was it Nico’s work? Did he ask his tech guy to hack the surveillance cameras and delete the footage?

"And... what kind of things does he like? Like... what's his personality like?" "Nicky is sweet," I said, a tiny smile touching my lips despite my grief. "He's quiet, but he's really brave when he needs to be. He loves sweet tea and reading historical books." I didn't mention the fact that Nicky was secretly hiding his Omega status from the rest of the school, knowing it wasn't my secret to tell. "Awesome," Miller said, pulling out his phone. "Do you have his phone number? I want to call him directly once I get near the campus perimeter to make sure he's safe before I try to pull him out."

Tyler’s POV Name: Nikolas Vargas Profession: Actor / Songwriter / Poet Known for: Lover boy roles in Hollywood, not Green City Films Status: Always active on dating sites, as most of his gigs come from there. Biography: … “Yes!” I muttered suddenly, my fist clenching tightly into my palm. The passion behind my voice was raw, a reaction that even surprised me. It was the kind of 'yes' that broke through silence like thunder, loud, impulsive, but full of a kind of desperate hope.

"Do you think we would be able to meet this man at all?" Nicky sighed and gulped down a reasonable amount of beer from her glass. "Let's be patient and see. I already tipped a bar attendant that serves at the VVIP. He should be able to help us inform one of Adams Hathaway's men of our issue." My heart somehow melted when I heard her say 'our' instead of 'your'. Nicky Rider is a darling. "Then it would be Adams Hathaway's choice to decide if he would grant you an audience or not." She said and I nodded, looking at her gratefully.

This is a case of industry espionage! "The legal representative of Ligodone is Grey Nichols, the steward of Varricks. It calls for suspicion, doesn't it? The Varricks are most widely known for their antiseptic creams. Hmmm…" Angel's expression darkened. "Grey Nichols? That's one of the Varricks' underlings." She had seen him before. She hung out with Mars when they were kids and had seen the steward back when he was much younger. It had been two decades since then.

With a screech of frustration, Nickie couldn’t understand how Annabel could let that girl fool her like that! Nickie stopped her pacing, took a breath to calm herself. She had spent the last five years of her life invested in this relationship. Nickie had gotten so close that she could almost feel the power that came with victory. The Harrisons’ money was meant to be hers! She had earned it! While Trent was a very good looking man, he had no ambition or class. Just look at the place he moved to for God’s sake. Could this hick town be any more uncultured?

“I’ll get you one soon, I promise. A better one than that ancient thing you’re using now.” We talked for a little while longer, our conversation easing some of the weight pressing on my chest. When we finally ended the call, I lay back in bed, staring at the ceiling. Curiosity gnawed at me, and before I could stop myself, I opened my phone and typed “Nikolas Woods” into the search bar. The results were endless—articles praising his tech empire, photos of him at galas and award ceremonies, and countless pieces touting his status as one of the most eligible bachelors in the world.

It was like he had seen the ray of hope in Audrey's face. "Right! We can do it that way. Andrew, what do you think??" Niccoli beamed as he turned to his good friend for support. "Among all of us here, you are the best when it comes to duping girls. Just take that girl....what is her name again?" He said with a drawl when he seemed to forget its name so Steve supplied him with the answer right away." "I believe you are talking about Nika." "Yes, certainly!" Niccoli, on the other hand, blurted out his agreement, almost immediately before continuing,

‘Yet he’s the only thing you think about. Father still asked for updates of where Nikolas went and what he did and I had nothing to give him. I hadn’t seen him in days and whenever I asked Ricco of his whereabouts, he told me he didn’t know. Bullshit. How was I supposed to get him to fall for me if I didn’t even see him. “Nikolas told me to tell you he’ll be attending your sister’s birthday party with you tomorrow.” Ricco said from the door. I scoffed and almost laughed sarcastically. It was a pattern at this point. Whenever I did something Nikolas didn’t like, he avoided me and refused to talk to me. Then he sent one of his men to communicate what he wanted to say to me.

Christian asks, sounding tired. To my surprise, Nico reaches into his back pocket and pulls my little burner phone out. “Little miss,” he says, glancing over at me as he tosses the phone onto the couch between them. “Forgot to turn it off, or get rid of it. Yet another reason why she’s a bad bet, Chris – she doesn’t understand even the basics of how to survive in this world.”