Nika Vicious Novels & Stories

I stood at Alessia’s back, and the male stood up suddenly. “Hello Anya.” he beamed. He was really cute. Does Vincenzo only have cute people around him? I tilted my head “How do you know my name?” “The guys told me. I am Nico. Nice to meet you.” he smiled. He looked playful and boyish and a little younger than the rest guys. Alessia tugged my shirt and I turned to look at her. “He is Nico, I and Vince's adopted brother. He may look playful, but he is a skilled assassin and a fucking asshole.”

I need a sounding board. Vampires are unable to produce children, so Nikka, a cat shifter, mothers the entire clan. She's amazing and I've seen her get between two fighting bears three times her size and put them in their place. She bows to no one and she is also the last person you want to be on the outs with. For such a gentle woman, she is fierce when push comes to shove.

Piggy scoffed while eyeing Violet then he glanced at Poison, “She's a level one killer, she has killed ninety one people and has been here for two years now. It's no wonder she's here.” Poison eyes darkened, “Since when did Keitan secret killer association start hiring little girls to kill!” He clenched his fists as the little girl pointed her sword in Piggy's direction. Compared to him, she was an ant. She would definitely die at first strike! “Don't pity her, Mister Poison,” Piggy said nonchalantly, “This girl has killed ninety one people. She even has a killer tag. Violet, show him!” Violet dug out a tag from her pocket and threw it at Piggy which he instantly caught. Then he tossed it to

“and this is my vicious brother” This can't be！ His subconscious mind screamed, no！ this should be a dream. This can't be Sharon, but she called him vicious, the same name she use to tease him with. He was tense. Sharon ！” He called her. “how did you know my real name ？” she asked with a frown. Juliet scoffed. “you mean Agnes isn't your real name ？” Juliet asked in disbelieve. She nodded “listen Juliet, it's a long story”.

"Nichole?" BANGGG!!!

I mumbled. She just smirked, "Oh don't worry about that ugly ass mule. I can handle him." My eyebrows shot up at the insult before I found myself smiling. "What's your name?" "Oh, right! Sorry, where are my manners? My name is Veronica Irv Septa." I took her hand, "But you can call me Nica," She grinned at me. Septa. Daughter of the Head Warrior then. "Zannicus Zer Zor-Ester. You can call me Zannicus or Nicus."

I push it away. “Hi, Lucky, I’m Vinnie.” I give her a blank look, like that means anything to me. She giggles, “sorry you might have heard Nico refer to me as Veronica. His assistant.” She extends her hand, I take it. Yeah, I bet he’s fucked his assistant. “Nico expressed I came to take care of you for a couple of days whilst he takes care of business back in the city. Shall we?” Shall we? Her clipped British accent irritates me, in fact the way her tight ass moves in those ridiculous jodhpurs irritates me. Why couldn’t Nico have some fat, older, woman with a chin wort looking after him, not this stunning English rose?

~NICO~ The bass from downstairs shakes the floor beneath my feet. And I can still hear her. I’m fucking done, Vescari. She fought recklessly. No — she fought emotionally. Held the submission too long. Because she wanted to humiliate her opponent the way she felt humiliated. Exposed her ribs, twice. And she wanted applause for that? “Cristo.” {Christ.} She stood there smiling at me. Waiting. For what? Approval? A gold star?

He stood up and walked away. She laid there, still holding her breath for a few minutes before she got up and went to her father who was already dead. She made a call and before help arrived she cried her heart out. When help arrived Sachi was part of it, and she lost it on the spot. The scream of loss and pain and she turned violent on everyone. That was when she went mad. The name mad one was formed. Unfit to rule the gang. And all eyes turned to the youngest. Sachi was bound to her bed while everything took place. Her training and everything. No one knew if she’d ever be normal again.

I moved to yank the duct tape from his mouth to hear Sandreo scream, but my cousin, Rio, entered the torture chamber and interrupted me. "Bro," Rio called out. "Viana will be here in a minute." I chuckled in response. Viana Nivekle was the only woman I loved to see angry. She was the only daughter of the Nivekles, who were remarkably close friends of my parents. They ran the Mafia Blemish, and Viana was the leader, also known as 'Lady Leader' or 'LL' in short. Viana and I basically grew up together, but our bonding was anything but friendly.