Novel & Cerita Nico Di Angelo X Percy Jackson

His dark eyes studied the younger man as he closed the door behind him. “You look like you’ve just seen a ghost,” Nero quipped. “I might have,” Nico murmured under his breath, settling into the seat opposite Nero. “Or maybe I’m about to.” There was a brief moment of silence in which Nico studied Nero carefully, making the younger man irritated. He narrowed his eyes at his second as he raised the glass to his lips. “For God's sake, Nico. Out with it!” Nico frowned. “What are you up to? You’re unpredictable, boss. You humiliate her in front of that woman, then summon a vet for her cat. Why?”

“Hold up… You said you got your piece from my brother, right?” Angelo asked skeptically “Yeah” “Does that mean he is one of them?” He asked, feeling unsure of his feelings. “No. He isn't. They wouldn't wanna kill him if he's one of them.” She reasoned. “Alright. Now tell me all you know about this scorpione nero you speak about.” Angelo asked. He was really curious to hear about them. If they wanted to take out Giovanni, then they were more dangerous than he thought.

“You two are going to be…” Nicolas let go of Angelina and getting down on his knee in front of Aiden, he grabbed him by his collar and forced him to look him in the eye “come again?” “Tyler?” He asked, frowning in confusion. “Nicolas D’Angelo” Nicolas answered coldly. He grabbed his chin, and digging his fingers in his jaw, the man flinched, trying to move from his grip; however, Nicolas simply tightened it, drawing out blood. I looked at Dante who glared at me, clearly annoyed by what he just saw happening, but putting a hand on my waist, his touch was gentle despite the anger “what are you going to do?”

"Quis ego sum? Ego non metus sordida sanguinem angelus!" Salax hissed as Len put a hand around the angel's throat. "Don't you dare talk about my sister that way! She's a Goddess!" Nyx was touched. She walked over to Len and put a hand on his shoulder. "Let me handle this. I want to try my newly refined spirit powers." Len bowed his head and took a step back. She took a deep breath and focused on her spirit powers. "Spirit, hear my voice. Wrap around his soul and break it but keep him alive. He must suffer other punishments." Everyone, even Nyx, watched in awe as translucent lavender swirls entered the angel's body. He contorted into painful angles and shrieked before going limp, still breath

Without thinking twice, she matched towards the second girl who called her a motherless bitch. Just when she was about to slap the girl across her face, a strong masculine hand held hers. “ Let. Me. Go.” Nicki gritted her teeth, her eyes turning bloodshot with tears and anger. “ And if I don't?” A low hoarse voice came. “ Bastard! Let me go!” Nicki struggled out of his hold. “ I won't let you lay your stinking hands on my girlfriend.” The masculine voice came to view. He was looking like a Greek god with full lips, raven black hair, thick brows, chiselled jaw and delicate nose.

“We’re divorced, and I just ended our engagement. So please, don’t ruin my evening.” “If you don’t leave her alone this instant, you will regret it,” he threatened Wyatt. “Is this the bastard who came to the awards with the mother of my child?” Lucius’s voice came behind me, and I groaned. They had to be kidding me. Wyatt and Santino turned and looked at Lucius as he leaned toward them. “Mother of your child?” Santino scoffed. “Well, I must have missed something there, buddy.” “You heard me right, Mr. Banks. Nico is my son, and I won’t let another man raise him while I’m still alive. If I were you, I wouldn’t steal another man’s family and claim it as mine.”

An Angel of light, an Angel of darkness, an Angel of peace and tranquility, an Angel of life, an Angel of death—I have the capability of becoming any type of Angel I choose to be, but my choices solely depend on the person standing, sitting perhaps, on the other side. And right now, with the person seated right in front of me, I am an Angel of darkness and death. Angel, not just a name, but a lifestyle. “Angioletto discovers his friend’s secret but decides to understand his need to shield his family from the bloody affairs of Cosa Nostra. With that understanding, their friendship continues thriving until Angioletto was tasked with a mission to wipe out the entire generation of a certain man.

Her radiance had, in a sense, acted as a catalyst, dispelling the shadows that had enveloped him for so long. Dante grappled with the realization that the malevolent ambitions he had harboured were being replaced by a newfound sense of clarity and vulnerability. The implications of Claire's Angelic powers were astounding, and they had the potential to reshape the destinies of not only Dante but the entire supernatural realm. As he continued to wrestle with his own transformation, he couldn't help but wonder about the true extent of Claire's divine influence and what it might mean for their shared journey.

“Look around you, Iniko! Other than the Elementals, Cal, and yourself, show me one dragon who isn’t a hybrid or someone who wasn’t created in a laboratory. Your own mate used to be a fucking human. Are you going to laugh at her because now she has the DNA of two shifters and dragon? What about me, Iniko? Are you going to laugh at me because I’m part dragon and part Lycan?” She turns, looking around at the crowd that has surrounded us. “Naida, Kenzo, Ajax, Emmi, Elio, Tesha, Kano … the list goes on and on, Iniko. How fucking selfish are you to whine about the fact that you were reincarnated into a perfect dragon when nearly half of this Academy would probably give a major organ in their body

His big hand came up and gently grabbed my chin, forcing me to keep looking at him. “I’m afraid you’re too little to handle me,” he said quietly, his voice rough and serious. “I’m a possessive jackass, Delilah. If I have you once… I might not let you go.” Those words hit me deep. A warm, excited smile bloomed inside my chest. He finally admitted it. He wanted me that badly. But at the same time, a little fear mixed in. Nico wasn’t like the boys I knew. He was older, bigger, and the way he was looking at me now… it felt like he could really own me if he wanted.