Novel & Cerita Nico Sword

Nicolas ordered, raising his hand again. His eyes narrowed. Where is it? Who took it? “Panicking won’t bring it back,” he said, scanning the faces around him. “We must act fast. We’ll find the sword.” “And the thief,” someone shouted. “We’ll make them pay!” “No harm will come to my people,” Nicolas declared. “Not on my throne.” He turned to the priest. “Can the sword be found?” The old man closed his eyes. Ancient words spilled from his lips, strange and hollow. When he opened them again, they gleamed.

He was in a complete posture to fight as he extends his sword just an inch to take the daydreamer boy out of his thought train, Noah smirked saying, "A minute ago you were a crying mess and now oh-am-brave play, you're an awesome actor." Lucious narrowed his eyes on him, and with pure seriousness oozing out, he said "Windy is not only for act its a real sword and trust me it can slice you better than any chef and give me a single reason why I shouldn't kill you and throw your body to my dogs?" Noah couldn't hold his chuckle anymore as he said, "Because first, I am a Royal of Anchancia, sire Selves' son. I am Noah Hilda Selves Xinlin."

Nicolas asked pushing his mother behind him. "Why Nicolas I thought you'd be happy to see me. After all we are friends, are we not?" She brought out a dagger and twirled it in her hand smiling at him all the while. She threw it and it sunk into the door. He made a dash for one of his swords but a dart piercing his thigh stopped him. "I wouldn't do that if I were you, Nico." She scolded like he were a recalcitrant child, "Now sleep and it will be over quickly. Wait, who am I kidding? The fun's only beginning. "

His blood dropped on the floor. “This is for kidnapping Eira,” she slashed his ribs, creating deep holes. His bones could be seen. The body of Vogar trembled. Blood spilled from his lips as he coughed hard. “For kidnapping my sister,” Sophia stabbed into his stomach, twisting her claws. Fuck! This was unbelievable. She was brutal. Vogar would have preferred to die in my hands. “Who is this lady again?” Anthony brought his face closer. “She is supposed to be a Princess. I guess she wears the wrong title.”

Enzo was very obsessed with motorcycles, I even gifted him one on his birthday years ago, yamaha vmax! Nico narrowed his eyes, but wasn’t surprised as much as I imagined he’d be. “You know how to shoot, you survived easily even after everything you’ve witnessed in this miserable place, and now this? Are you sure you’re not The Butcher?” His tone was playful, but his face was serious. The mention of my father’s name had me looking down for a few moments, but somehow I decided to ignore his comment as soon as I felt he regretted saying the words.

“Oh? So you want to give a mentally unstable guy a gun and explosives and send him out there with no supervision? Nico could destroy a whole block in under an hour.” “Then we won’t send Nico. You pulled him off field duty for a reason.” “This is a special situation. If supervised, Nico in the field is like having an army of one. I need either Mikhail or Nico for Saturday. And Mikhail isn’t going.” Sergio doesn’t say anything, just shakes his head and rubs his temples. “You’ve never seen Nico in action,” I say with a calm smile, leaning back in my chair. “It’s something to watch. Did you know he cleared a whole enemy warehouse by himself? Fourteen people. And he got shot only once.”

Gideon chuckled. My heart nearly stopped; the amount of blood gushing from her wound was insane. Falling to the ground with a thud, I pressed my hands against the wound, but blood was already soaking through my fingers. “Ivana, stay with me. Hey, baby. Please.” I yelled like she could hear me. “See?” Gideon mocked, with a triumphant tone. “I said one of you would be dead here.” I didn’t even answer with words. “Not so fast, bastard!” Nico’s voice thundered through the room and immediately, my men stormed in.

He snakes his arm around me and pulls me towards him. (Why are you torturing me, Riah.) He whispers huskily. (I-I’m not, I-I was just getting ready for bed.) I studder. (Dressed like this?) He asks, his eyes staring at my hard nipples. (I only have lingerie in here.) I say. He leans forward and whispers in my ear. (Lucky me then) (Nick) I say warningly. (Yes Princess.) He whispers huskily in my ear. (You can’t touch me remember.) I say breathlessly.

Arie’s POV Nico reached me before the first pieces of glass struck the ground. His arm closed around my waist, dragging me against him as he threw both of us behind the broken fountain. We landed hard against the stone floor, his body covering mine while fragments rained over his back. A second gunshot tore through the greenhouse. The bullet struck the fountain precisely where I had been standing moments earlier. “Stay down.” Nico’s voice was no longer quiet or teasing. It carried the ruthless authority of the man who controlled the Contini empire.

Lazily as if all those worried faces were not directed to him, Nicklaus removed his sword too. But unlike Noah’s deadly sword, Nicklaus sword was just the normal sword. It looked weak compared to Noah’s and just one blow and it will break into pieces. The two sword were world apart and this busted ego and hope in Nephus soldiers.