Nika Vicious Novels & Stories

Jackson couldn't let Jessika stay here and get deeper into the pit of iniquity. Tonight was unlike any other night. Jackson could see the comfort women moving from the lower class to the VIP class. Jackson couldn't deny that the women in front of him were beautiful and seductive, but unfortunately, none of them could replace Jessika. For Jackson, only Jessika was beautiful, and no one else. It was time for the introduction of the VIP class women, where a woman by the name of Anya was introduced. A beautiful and quite seductive woman, Jackson didn't even blink when she appeared.

Nicole, who couldn’t stand the other brat watching and laughing as if there was something to laugh about, made her momentarily forget her fear and yell, “Stop laughing you damn brat, there is nothing funny about this situation.” Noah, who was laughing, immediately stopped laughing and rolled his eyes. Alexander, on the other hand, turned and glared viciously at the blonde woman below. Nicole when she looked into those eyes felt like she was dipped into an ice cold pool, his eyes were bloodshot and with viciousness shimmering below the surface, he looked like he wanted to tear to pieces; she was so scared and stumbled back a few steps. [“ Host you must calm down, there is time for you to make

Harper cried so hard, not because of fear, but because of hatred for her defeat. Chase didn't know her true thoughts, and instantly felt he had gone too far. Looking closer, he saw that her neck was red from being gripped so tightly. His dark eyes narrowed. He didn't immediately let go, but impatiently bit Harper's neck, like a vampire's mark. "Ouch—" The girl winced in pain. The man released her, his voice slightly hoarse, "I told you to behave yourself before I left! Now look what you've done, not only messing around with lesbians, but you even dared to hit me?"

Nicholas explained with a happy face but I couldn't stop crying yet. "I didn't know it was the dagger, it wasn't intentional. The dagger was just controlling itself." I kept my eyes shut as I thought that I was sounding foolish. "The dagger belongs to the million-year-old is a pet and it has a soul of its own. It chooses its owner and once it chooses them, it will keep protecting them at all costs. Congratulations, Noelle, you have become invincible," Nicholas kept explaining, probably to convince me that I was not guilty of killing the fake Daisy.

I can't use the dagger now, but I am much stronger while I am in this form. “Hmm. Delicious, I want to taste it." She quickly turned her back to me. "But I am still watching you, big dog.” I stepped backwards after she said that. This witch isn't something I can easily manipulate with. I growl in pain after I feel something in my shoulder. It was an arrow. The blood started flowing down my foot. I looked at the one who pierce it to me and saw the one who almost killed me. The one who turned Nicolas into a reptile. She's here, but she's not looking at me at this moment. She was glaring at Lucinda from afar.

Her eyes enlarged when he wrapped his veiny hand around her neck. Naomi's hand came up to snatch his hand away from her, but who are you kidding? She knows very well that she's physically too weak for him, but that wasn't going to stop her. Nothing has stopped her and that is Naomi Madison. She was born Fierce, where her sister was totally opposite to her. Vincent applied a little pressure on her neck but didn't tighten his grip on her. "Because of you." She stared at him in confusion. He tightened his grip while shooting daggers through his murderous eyes.

This Blondie wasn't to be messed with, I can already sense the danger within him from miles. Another shiver traveled up my spine. "Nikolai Vladimir." He smirked introducing himself; my throat went dry as dust. I stare at him wide eyed, not believing I'm in the present of the Russian Mafia boss. He has been labeled Vince swore enemies on Tv, newspapers, magazines and billboards, but since I've never seen him. His photos in those news, did no justice to this beauty in front of me. Such a beautiful dangerous creature. I have a feeling, no scratch that. I know he kills with no remorse whatsoever, and I have a vague feeling I was his target. Well I hope not the killing part, but I was still his t

The bitch shouldn't even had the strength to lift her head, let alone attack one of us. Nicklaus and I have been doing pretty well at keeping hernweak. We have starved her to death, made sure she stayed dehydrated and shoot her ass up with a lethal amounts of silver. The bitch should have been dead in my opinion. "Don't be a pussy," I joke, taking another sip of my drink. Jasmine blood taste better than whiskey as it touch the back of my throat. That is one of the reasons why she is my chosen whore. The taste of her blood makes my dick

Mama narrowed her eyes as she hit lightly on my back with the rolling pin, "At least respect your mother and don't curse in front of me." I huffed, I barely cursed but some people tended to grate on my nerves. Rolling my eyes, I let myself out of the bed, "Whoever this god is, we will make him eat his words. He is so gonna regret it." "Just don't go near him," Mama sighed as she watched me brush my teeth, "He is a Victor." My eyebrows scrunched as I met her eyes through the mirror, "The Victors?" She nodded. "Why would Victors come to our restaurant?" My voice was muffled as I looked back at her, "They're rich and super snobby. They don't eat in local eatella."

I say in our mind link. I smell…ROGUES!!!! He shouts through the entire pack link. The smell of decay and death hits my nose, which is way more sensitive now and Moon Goddess above these people stink. Dakota sends up a howl, warning the pack of rogues being in the area. The smell continues to get worse when a white tiger comes out of the bushes. I move closer to Dakota as he growls at the werecat rogue. The tiger shifts into a leanly muscled man with olive skin, shoulder-length brown hair, and honestly beautiful blue eyes.