Nico Nico Nii Novels & Stories

I shook my head, “ if he is then they need to set up another pack somewhere else, both of you will clash again and it won’t be good for any of us, what happened anyway for his aura to come out?” Nico’s face contorted as if he was in pain, “his pup, she’s feisty and has a mouth on her, called me a pervert.” I couldn’t stop the laugh and tried to cover it with a cough, but it didn’t work, his face reddened, and I held up my hands in surrender to him, “why, why would she call you something like that, what did you do? Did you call her a hottie or something?”

Nico My trainer is ready as he stands in his black, knee length shorts, his bald head with a tattoo on it of a skull with a patch over one skull eye. Not very attractive which is a shame because Nikolei is a good-looking man, he has dark skin with amber eyes, almost like a cat. “Morning Boss, where is the lady?”

We have to have a few hot, hot, hot and owie chats moving around. It’s the happiest I’ve been in a long while between a new best friend and bundle of joy, canceling out the horrible events before them. Which is likely why I consider the position he’s offering as Tio’s nanny after a twenty-minute power nap. “You can’t be serious,” I blink at the green-eyed puck, stretching across the counter. “Do I look like a man who jokes?” Nico’s perfectly sculpted brow is raised in the question, while that telltale, well-used dimple plays in the perfect swoon worthy grin.

"I don't disrespect my boss, unlike you." "He isn't my boss, Gio." The door flew open to a very pissed off Niko standing in nothing but black sweat pants. "I can fucking hear you two. What do you want?" Holy mother of fuck. He was fucking hot, and toned, and muscular, and I want him. "Uh!" Was all I could say as drool poured out of my mouth. He really needed to put a shirt on. "Frustrated kitten." He teased, leaning against the door jam with arms crossed over his chest. Now he looked even more delicious.

Nadia mumbled to herself and looked toward the stage. "E must be a fan of Eric," Nico said with certainty. "His background photo on his phone is also of Eric Santos." "Oh… I am no longer in contact with E. Nico, don't trouble him in the future." "Just because you two have split up, it won't affect me playing games with him, right?" Nico was unhappy about it. "It's not like I play games every day. Nadia, you don't have to control me so strictly, right?" "Let's go back! Dad is waiting for us outside," Nadia said and pulled Nico away.

She smiles down at me, her palm holding my shoulder softly. I give her a small smile, not being a rude jerk, and greet her back, “Hi.” Her smile widens as she bites her bottom lip. Her small action does not go unnoticed by me as I catch her doing so. She smirks and then slides down next to me, murmuring, “I’m Mia, what about you, handsome dude?” Scott chuckles from behind me and I know the reason. I ignored him, telling the girl my name, “Nicholas.”

Nico just scowled at me and let out a huff of air before he spoke. “My name is Nicholas Stone, but I go by Nico. Simon is just a persona I created,” he said, shaking his head like he didn’t like having to explain himself. I’m sure he wasn’t used to it either. He was a king—royalty never had to explain themselves, I suppose. I gave him a stiff nod in response. I was still pissed at him. “Why the grand display of power when we arrived, your majesty?” I asked. He rolled his eyes at me for calling him “your majesty” but he couldn’t very well say anything about it, because he was. Suck it up, buttercup. I have a lot more sarcastic remarks coming your way.

Spencer Ford was the epitome of the perfect man— He was loving and devoted to his wife, much to the envy of women everywhere. The very first digital voice assistant that Nextronics launched was Nikki, whose name was soon revealed to be coined after Nikita. Nextronics' newest product, whose launch was being televised on screen at that moment, was a smartphone named Niko Ultra. There were no doubts where the inspiration for that name came from, either. Anyone who did not live under a rock knew that Spencer was crazy about Nikita, which proved to be a great selling point, especially in the female consumers' market.

she giggles as she stands up from her sitting position Did she just call Signore Nicolo, Nico? she thoughts. and she talks to him in an informal way, not in a princess style. Did they by any chance know each other? Signore cleared his throat. "Must there be an occasion to treat you? hmm, Ferocious anta," he said with a smirk to his corner lip. "Ugh, C'mon Nico, you're are still very well annoying. You still call me that?" she flames up wincing like a child.

CHAPTER 11 Sutton “I’ve created a monster,” Nico chirped happily as we tore through boutique after boutique. Nico (Mark’s personal shopper) and I were getting along like a house fire. He was unlike any man I had ever met before. His fashion sense was on point and he was funny as hell. A little over five foot nine and slender, Nico was terribly attractive, and I was intimidated by him at first.