Nico Robin Personality Novels & Stories

Grabbing the toast and lathering it with peanut butter, I lean back against the counter, chewing on it as I watch them. First time I met Nico, fresh out of that rich academy where kids like me were trained to be killers on the field. He’d been the only one who wasn’t afraid to talk back. I’d liked that about him. We’d built something, him with his jokes, me with my fists. Now we’re a team. He’s the closest thing I have to a friend. And since, he has no interest in women, I’m quite positive with him around her. But friendship has its limits. And Nico knows it. Cause if he ever looks at her wrong, or brings her harm, he knows how deep my blade can cut. And he’s not a fool to risk his life.

I look up at Nico. So this is Domenico Perez

Therefore;Robert's claims of Lana stealing his sister's happiness was nothing but a scam . Nico who was not a part of high society never knew of this , he thought as long as he helped Robert, he could make up for happiness that Ella lost , in such a way Nico who had the chance to become a famous movie star became a lowly assistant for Robert . However no matter how good Nico was if Robert was going to find trouble on his own then what could Nico do? Robert highly perverted , lustful and a gambling maniac . The higher his success went the higher his obsession with gambling and prostitution went . And one day this racket of Robert was exposed but how could Rhodes family let their son to be sen

He was an epitome of divine beauty, with two piercings at each side of his eyebrows. Looking like a Greek god and a devil at the same time, with a dark aura emitting from him. Nicki felt his chilling gaze in her bones, but she never accepted defeat. “ Trying is free, succeeding isn't.” She smirked once more, grabbed her luggages and brushed past him. His scent almost drove her crazy in the head. His amber-woody scent was attracting and pulling, but she wouldn't give in to temptation. Just a few steps away, the students began to murmur and whisper among themselves.

“When this is over, when we've dealt with Thomas and Delilah and whoever the hell ordered that hit on us, you can retire. No more missions, find someone, settle the fuck down and just live, Nico.” Nico was quiet for so long I thought he might have fallen asleep. Then he said, "There might be someone." I raised an eyebrow, immediately wincing at the movement. "Yeah?" "Maybe." "Who is she?" "It's not a she." I laughed. "Liar." A small smile tugged at Nico's mouth. "Okay, fine. It's a she. But it's complicated." "It always is." "She's young. Smart as hell. Impulsive. Stubborn."

Vanessa has always been her own person, though I would like to make her my sister and bring her into the family, she can be rather… well, wild. Now that I think about it, she thought Niko handling our son was the ‘sexiest thing ever’ Vincent and Niko are somewhat similar, physically. Niko is more quiet and cold, while Vincent is brooding and a bit of an asshole if you’re the kind to get offended easily. But that doesn’t make him less attractive in the least, I think if you like them bad, he's right up your alley.

Nationality: British. Parents: Jane Stevens And Harvey Stevens. Sibling(s): Jack Stevens. Hair Colour: Ginger red. Eye Color: Aquamarine. Height: 5ft 10 inches. Sexuality: Straight. Religion: Christian. Birth Date: Wednesday 22nd Of May, 2001. Disability: None. Education: Currently In Her First Year Of Studying Graphic Designing. "Well, well, well, so her name is Robin, huh?" he said to himself and laughed.

Nico chuckled at the end of his statement and I growled. "I'm not stubborn!I have always been a good girl."I protested and Nico chuckled again, "You can lie to everyone Amara, but not me. I know how stubborn you can get sometimes. I know how wild you can get too."Nico winked his left eye at me and I didn't know what to say to his words because it was kinda true. I can be rebellious and wild at a times but not all the time.Only Nico knows that side of me.I know he likes that side of me so much.

Kiran handed him another flower. Nico took it and shoved it in his mouth. “I don’t see it that way. My father was handsome you see, I didn’t inherit his features. Even my mother was a pretty woman but here I am an ugly duckling.” “You’re pretty,” he repeated. Nico sighed, leaving again the side of the pool. “You know I don’t understand this world. So much has changed but so little has changed in humans. They are still haughty annoying and think they are in the top of the world.”

RINA One of the things I'd come to terms with was being perpetually sad. But since I stepped into Bologna, I'd been nothing but a creepy clown. Wearing this smile that stretched up to my eyes and beyond. Nico, my seven-year-old cousin, the boy that always gave me a run for my money, had called me out on the strangeness of my smile. Asking me if I'd been high on nitrous oxide. However he'd gotten that knowledge, it was between him and the moon goddess. I wouldn't stress myself to know.