Nico Kim Novels & Stories

“Niko came back stage and introduced himself.” “I was at the show with my little niece. She was dying to go so I took her. Little did I know I would meet the woman I would marry,” Niko said with a smile as he leaned back in the booth. “When Nabia came out in that beige wedding gown, I knew then.” “And he told me,” Nabia said with a smirk. “That night. I’ll never forget it. Good evening, Ms. Kimathi, I’m Nicholas Giovanni, your future husband.”

VICTORIA Elio had a name within six hours. Nico Ferrante. Thirty four years old. No press credentials. No agency listing. His work history was deliberately vague, the kind that people paid good money for. But Elio's people were better at digging than most, and what they pulled up told a very clear story.

“You should be inside. You’re on every screen. They’ll shoot first and ask questions later.” “I know,” I said. “That’s why I’m not going to stand where they can see me.” He looked at me hard. “How do you plan to get into a meeting without being seen?” Nico reached into his pocket and pulled out a small phone. It was old and heavy, the kind only people with debts and favors used. “I called a man who owes Dante,” he said. “He has men inside Romano’s circle. He can tell me where they moved. He can find them by watching who moves last night.”

The shock from whatever was still evident on his face. “Hmm,” my head nodded. “Where did you copy this from?” “Copy?” My finger scratched the back of my head as I stared at him. How did he easily find out it was copied? It took Daisy hours snuffing the internet just for this. And when she finally saw this perfect one, she had to duplicate two for us. “What’s your name?” The CEO interrupted my thoughts. “Eira Rowan.” “And you?” His eyes darted in the direction of Daisy.

She muttered, her voice barely above a whisper. He nodded, turning to the chef. “You heard her, didn’t you?” He asked and the maid nodded, heading back to the open kitchen. Chiara’s gaze flicked to the other man sitting across from Dante. He had black hair, light olive skin and a small black moustache under his nose. He was the only person she knew nothing about. The man, seeming to notice her curious stare, looked up and flashed her a slight grin. “I’m Nico, Dante’s best friend.”

I'm incredibly close to my family and having my mate fit right in would be the icing on the cake for me. “Hell, I wish I knew. Does anyone even know who this guy is?” Nick asks as he runs his hand through his head. The room goes quiet but then my mate's soft voice breaks through the silence and her answer throws me through a loop. "Alpha, Nicholas. While I don't know him on a personal level, I do know who he is."

Nicholas must have felt uncomfortable and awkward because she knew he was only interested in men. "You must be crazy, Kim!" Kimberly slapped her forehead hard when she realized her stupidity. How could she flirt with Nicholas when she knew he was gay? Kimberly also tried to remember why she had acted that way. Her forehead furrowed as she realized something was wrong. "Someone must have put something in my drink?"

Nicholas cleared his throat, stopping his brother from saying a word, and I took a deep breath, knowing that things were not going to end well if we proceeded like this. “You know, the last thing that is going to make things work, Dante D’Angelo, is the two of us arguing like we are two chickens in a barn.” I said, and he rolled his eyes. “I am an Alpha, and even a chicken is a toy for me to hunt.” He said, and I shook my head at him.

” “Now that I’ve told about myself, are you ready to tell me about yourself?! We do not have to dive into anything heavy, just about you. Current hobbies, work life etc.” “Hi I’m Capri, I’m 31 years old and I a currently a SM at a chain of acquisition convenience stores. My hobbies includes reading, painting and paddle boarding.” “I’ve been anxious and maybe a little depressed lately.”

"Welcome to Silverio Stones, Kairo," said a man who looks like any Korean idol with his prominent Asian feature and two blocks with bangs hairstyle, even his black turtle neck and gray trousers plus a dainty Christian Dior chains scream nothing but kpop idol culture. His set of deep dimples made him the charming and cute type of handsome rather than the sexually appealing type of handsome.