Nico Di Angelo Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to shout at you—” “Just give me a chance, Nick. Please. I’ll show you it’s worth breaking the rules—” “I-I can’t, Gab. Please. ‘Don’t be like that. There are tons of people in the world, please, not me.” Angelo kept shaking his head. “I love you. I love you so much… At first, I thought it was a plain attraction. I know I'm bisexual, but I also didn't expect it. You're my best friend so trust me, Nick. I just woke up feeling this—like you're the most important person in my life, and I like it, Nick. I like the fact that I fell in love with you." Angelo's feelings were mixed up. Love, joy, fear, and apprehension as he sees the resistance in Charles’s eyes. "Please Nic

He is about to rescue me but end up on top of me. Our faces are too close to each other that it’s like only an inch before we end up with a kiss. His breath becomes heavy staring at me. As I blink my eyes, everything turned back to normal. His green eyes are taking me somewhere far. They are so beautiful that I wanna stare at them forever. I suddenly remembered the same scene making me furrow my eyebrows. He stood up and help me stand too. “I bet you will remember Carina soon,” he said when we are back on our feet. Angelo looked really the same as if nothing happened. He isn’t affected at all while I’m too nervous and is replaying the scene in my head.

“You? Helping someone out of the goodness of your heart? Come on, Angelo. We’ve known you since you were stealing cigars from your old man’s stash. You don’t just ‘return favours.’” I kept my expression neutral. “This is different.” “Different how?” Nico pressed, his tone sharper now. “Because she’s young and scared? Or because you feel something for her?” I frowned, my jaw tightening. “This isn’t about feelings. Don’t start making assumptions.” “Oh, come on,” Marco said, throwing his hands up. “You expect us to believe this isn’t about pity or… something else? She’s not just another pawn, Angelo. We can see it.”

I hope that can change with Violetta being in Sofia’s life. I push thoughts of my sister aside for the moment and focus on my current task. Nico has invited me to some clinic that hasn’t even opened up. I look at the name on the door that reads Angel Clinic. I’m intrigued in what Nico is scheming. Nico is a good businessman. His understanding of financial and investments is impressive. The three of us each bring a strength to our trinity. The Italian trinity that is going to make sure we solidify our place in the underworld.

She was obviously trying to deceive me like Tania did. “I will fucking kill you!! You bastard!!” I yelled, baring my fangs out. I could feel Scar, trying to resurface. At every second, I was making him powerful but I didn’t care. “N-Now what, brother? Too s-scared I fucked your Luna?” Angelo seethed from my hands which were around his neck. I held on to him tightly and pinned him down to the floor. My fists connected to his mouth the minute that word left his mouth.

The phone cracked in his grip, pulse roared in his ears, and after that, silence—silence so large he could hear the thud of his own heartbeat. He began to unbutton his shirt. “You were saying...?” “No foreplay? Fine.” Alessandro sighed. “Yes, blah blah blah, Zayne, Gianna, yes. You’ve caught my interest. Somehow you’re even more of a pain in my ass than your fucking brother. So here’s the thing—I want you dead.” “Sad. Usually you’ll have to wait in line.” Nico zipped up the black hood. “But you’ve got a VIP card. Where should I meet you?”

He spat, the angry tone in his voice, causing Chiara to tremble. “I-I’m not in love with Dante.” She said stubbornly, her gaze shifting downwards. Nico let go of her face and stood straight. In another situation, he would have found her stubbornness endearing, but this was different. He pointed the gun at her, his face hardening. “If you’re going to keep being stubborn, then fucking die!” Chiara squeezed her eyes shut, tearfully awaiting her painful exit. The gun sounded somewhat far from her, but the pain never came. She forced her eyes open, and was greeted by the sight of Nico staggering backwards while clutching his bleeding hand.

. ANTONIO’S POV Nico and I fucked. I didn’t hate a moment of it, and really, it spoke volumes about me. I was still bound to Maccini, I had a greed gnawing at me. I refused to sign those divorce papers. I refused to let Maccini go. Yet here I was, wrapped in Nico’s arms, cuddling and smooching.

Angelo took a deep breath and massaged his temples . "We are pregnant aren't we ? " "We are yes." My water was almost finish . " what do you think goes on in my head when you leave without a word?" "I don't know ,but I get the feeling you're going to tell me ..." " It feels like I have done something wrong and I don't know what it is; like I have messed up and I am getting the silent treatment from you again. Then this thing happens to my heart... all I feel is pain. I don't want to hurt you , I want us to come to a point where we communicate properly. I didn't sleep , kiss , touch hell so much as wink or give Maria any ideas about me being interested in her . She's the one who has attempted

I closed my eyes, and immediately I was met with the only woman I actually wanted to be with. Angelina... My grunts increased along with my speed. The smiling face my mind had pictured made the veins in my neck strain. The girl beneath me vanished, and instead, my mind imagined only one girl. "Oh, Angelina. Oh, love." With one last long push, I emptied myself into the condom. I got up and walked toward the bathroom to throw it away. When I walked back out, my feet stopped when I saw Scarlett glaring at me intensely. What the hell?