Nico Sword Novels & Stories

So I’m sure as hell not going to sit around and let them debate whether I’m some kind of mafia spy. “Thanks, Bambi, you’re a real peach,” Nico says, his voice dry as he takes a step forward, deliberately not looking at my nearly naked body. But Christian just smacks a hand against Nico’s chest, stopping him in his tracks. “I’ll do this,” he snarls. “If you insist on being ridiculous.” Nico readily offers the wand. “Be my guest.”

“Stay back or off with your head. I have been told I am not really useless with a sword.” For a moment Nico looks dumbstruck. Then he laughs, alongside the guards who seem to find everything funny. When he is done laughing he brings his attention back to us. He raises his hands and in a blink of an eye the guards raise up their bows and poison coated arrows, pointing it at us. Ready to shoot at command. “I was going to give you a merciful death, Katniss.” “I don’t need your mercy,” Katniss says, unwavering in her stance. The sword firmly pointed towards Nico. “You lots never gave me that at the academy, so do not act as though granting me mercy at death is noble of you.”

He left me … again. The thought has me growling and fighting even harder. He left me again! I continue swinging my sword, wanting to hit something. No, I want to hit Iniko. He left me. AGAIN! I don’t even realize how much power I'm putting behind my hits until Kendrick stumbles backward, tripping and falling to the ground. I swipe my sword at him and another sword blocks mine just before I would have injured him. I stop, looking at Cedric who intervened just in time.

He reached out and tapped the map, selecting the "Admiring Immortals State." In the instrument cultivator profession, he chose the most popular sub-profession: sword cultivator! Sword cultivators had the highest single-target damage, making them the most suitable for one-on-one combat and soloing bosses. Sebastian aimed to become the world's number one, which meant he would inevitably face numerous challenges in the future, including open confrontations, covert attacks, assassinations, and more.

He slams into one of them with terrifying force, driving the man into the wall hard enough that I hear bone crack. Nico doesn’t hesitate. He grabs the intruder’s wrist mid-swing, twists violently, and the man screams as the knife clatters to the floor. Nico knees him in the stomach, then the face…once, twice….until he drops like dead weight. Riccardo is already fighting two at once. He moves like a storm. One intruder charges him with a blade, Riccardo ducks, grabs the man’s arm, and flips him over his shoulder with brutal precision.

“For that day. I was terrified.” “Nobody touches my bride,” he muttered, his eyes watching me. “Maybe I instinctively knew that back then even if my mind didn’t agree.” “You were a hero that day,” I giggled, running my fingers through his hair. “Jesus, you really need a haircut too.” “I am not a hero, Gianna,” Nico said, his voice sad. “You are for me,” I smiled at him. “Just like Leo and Xavier are.” Nico watched me in silence for a beat and I had no idea what he was thinking. It was so hard to tell.

Luca spat at us "You should have a partner as strong as you are and one who won't be a liability to you" Covering my ears, Nico pushes me into his chest, squashing my face. I inhale taking in his scent, rubbing my face on his chest. I like this. I like this a lot. Nico brings out a gun from heaven knows where and shoot at Luca. I try to raise my face, but he pushes my head back down. "Next time, I won't miss" I hear Nico say, His cheat vibrating with each word he says. So he didn't shoot Luca then? I didn't hear a scream, so I bet he didn't.

I had just finished fighting one of the attackers who had proven to be a really good fighter and —despite the number of times my sword had made contact with his body refused to give up until I had chopped off his head— when I felt a cold steel in my neck. And I sensed his presence but it was too late. He was already upon me. "I did not think you would come out to fight my Prince. I have to say I am proud..." Nico said in my ear as he held his sword to my neck.

This teacher had massacred and killed one of his family, because he had been framed by the elders in that place. because of the extraordinary talent he has shown, it scares everyone and they end up trapping Khalid. Khalid his name is Khalid the son of the fiftieth generation swordsman who saves the world.

Heat built between them like a gathering storm until they shattered together, her body arching as waves of release claimed them both. When the storm finally broke, the air between them was a ruin of breath and sweat and heartbeat. The quiet that followed wasn’t peace—it was aftermath. Nico reached for the side table, took his sidearm from its holster, and laid it down carefully on the wood. He stared at it for a long second before meeting her eyes. “I’m not touching your father,” he said, voice raw. “Or Mazzo. Not without your word. I gave you my vow once, and I’ll keep it.”