Nico Love Novels & Stories

he murmurs so only I can hear. I think back to the day we met, how similar this was to then, and I can’t help myself as I smile and whisper, “I’m fixing your fucking mess.” He chokes out a breathy laugh, a rumbling sound that is full and joyous, causing another round of cameras to click around the hall. “God, I miss being in love,” Nicco sighs into his microphone, finally breaking through our little bubble as a small ripple of laughter tears through the crowd.

"I have to be clear about our feelings." "Didn't you understand what I just said?" Nico cupped her cheek. "I love you, Jenny. Not as a little sister-not as merely a friend-I love you in a way that makes me do crazy things. I love you in a way that when you glance at me across the room, I want to take you into my arms and kiss you speechless. I want to be with you in every sense of the word, and I never want to lose you. Not again." He brushed her hair away from her face. "And I hope you feel the same way about me."

"I have loved you genuinely...for more than 5 years now. This is a little secret of mine since I am aware that you are in love with someone else and he is more powerful than me in any aspect. I saw you cry that day when you heard him marrying somebody else. I thought as well that you two will end up being together but I guess that the love you have shared is not strong enough. Lady, I am here to confess and to state my intention of loving you. Only if you give me a chance to do so. Please Allow me. Nico." Nico just confessed at Caroline but it did not reached her. I read it first and I was able to stop it. I burst out laughing and my servants followed the laughter. When I stopped laughing, t

If people believe you’re in love, that’s it! I remembered the first time Nico and I met as the official leads of Tagos. It was a humid afternoon at a production house in Quezon City. We were seated in a circle with the producers and the directors of the film. The film was still under the radar at that point. “It’s just another gritty action script trying to get funding,” he whispered to me, which made me chuckle. He extended his hand. “Nico Moretti. I think we’re about to shoot each other and fall in love repeatedly, yeah?” I laughed, but I clocked the confidence right away. “Did you happen to see this?” I replied with a sly smile, flashing the diamond wedding ring.

“Since everyone is alive and breathing, let’s return to… um… the previous topic.” “Which was?” Nico squints. “Your love lives,” she says quickly. The room goes dead silent. Then…. Nico bursts into laughter. Vincenzo blinks slowly like she just asked him to strip and dance. I stare at her, speechless. She smiles at us….way too cheerful, way too desperate, way too Elena, and waves her hand like a talk show host. “Yes, your love lives! Update me. Entertain me. Distract me. Tell me something cute or funny or dramatic—preferably dramatic.”

"He's not my lover, Nico." Nico chuckled, the sound so bitter it made me wince. "Sure. You might not think so but he sure as hell does. It doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure that out." He looked up then, his pale face illuminated by the floodlight from the back porch. His usually vivid green eyes were dark now, weighed down by such bitter angst, it was like looking into the eyes of a grieving soul. "I've seen the way he looks at you. Just those few times, I've met him. There's no way those eyes of his can possibly lie. He's in love with you, Cash."

The more time I spent with Nico, the more I realized the love Nero and I shared didn’t have a place in this world. “Aren’t you too old to have a joint?” Nico retorted. “My best friend leaves a stash so she can smoke when she’s over. I bet she was smoking some yesterday.” I said. “It’s been a long time since I smoked a joint. I feel like I’m in my twenties.” He said as he laughed. It was the first time I heard him laugh, and it was weird. “Have you ever been in love, Nico?” I asked as I turned to look at him.

Nico laughed again because of what he said. "Of course, she fucking is. She feels threatened because I also like the same guy that she likes," answered by Nico. Her accent is very very amazing. She looks like a Villain in Jirou and Linux story. "Don't be threatened, Jirou. I know my own boundaries and it seems like Linux and you have a relationship already, isn't it? Pretty sure that Linux will not bite me back because he likes you, right? Fuck this. " Nico stands up from the chair. "Besides, I have Luxian. He might be more treasure than his Twin."

"Nico, your dream is my dream. I'll always have your back." "Nico, you're the only one I'll ever love." It turned out that every single word had been a lie. I raised a hand to my cheek and realized that somewhere along the way, I had started crying. My face was already wet with tears. Just then, my phone buzzed in my pocket. It was a text from Noelle. "Nico, I'm so sorry. But I really do love him. Growing up, no one was ever better to me than you. You always let me have anything I wanted. So just this once, I'm begging you, please let us be together, okay?"

A gap in the window frame let in icy wind. Nico sat motionless, listening. Sooner or later, you pay for your mistakes. "Last year, on Valentina's birthday, I joked and asked her who she loved most in the world." "She said, first her mother. Second, Nico." Nico closed his eyes. Those words froze him to the bone. "Back then, she was getting better. Just one small pill a day, and she was like anyone else." "So this year, to collect her mother's belongings, I brought her back."