Nikke Guilty Novels & Stories

I feel so guilty now and I feel like putting an end to all of these. —----------------- Nikki's POV I really do not know what this Syrill of a guy takes me for, does he think I'm some prostitute that he can just use and dump just like that or what?! He's been fucking and drilling my hole since days now, he never for once mentioned that stupid mate of his, so why is he acting like he hasn't been enjoying it like I have been doing? I am so clean and neat down there, except for when I was battling with a serious infection which I treated a very long time ago. I like it when guys are being sonplain to ladies; tell me if you're looking for just a one or two or three nightstand thing, or you're ho

"It was him that blackmailed me into doing it! He threatened to turn me in to the cops for all the evil I'd done in the past if I didn't do it! And the evil I've done in the past is nothing to talk about! "They can land me a life-imprisonment judgment once evidence is brought before the court! I couldn't let him ruin my life that way! I couldn't see myself wasting in jail so I was forced to do his bidding! I didn't have any other option! If there was, I would have refused!" "Shut up and go on! And please stop with this fake guilty conscience! How did my brother die? How the hell did you kill him?!" Nikki is raging! Her veins are throbbing, she is almost turning red, and keeps stamping her ri

That filthy old pedo. "Still intact? All of them?" Nicco snickered. "Impressive. And stupidly convenient." "Prick doesn't wanna testify in court." "Coward." "Plea deal's gonna be pretty good, though. I imagine." "I don't doubt it." He scowled again, his shoulders tensing up by the second. "What's up?" I sighed.

“You think I’m fucking stupid? Who put you up to it?” “Nobody!” I sobbed, shaking my head violently. “Nobody put me up to anything, Niko! I was just… I was drawn to you. I couldn’t help it.” “Don’t give me that romantic bullshit!” He stepped right back into my space, his chest crushing against mine, his breath hot and furious on my face. “If you were so drawn to me, why did you let Reina have those files? Tell me how the fuck that makes sense!” I choked on a sob, the guilt burning so intensely in my chest I felt like I was suffocating.

Nikita said aloud. Alpha Oswald who had had enough stood up on his feet and said. "I don't find Carly guilty of the accusation but if it turns out to be true, we will still get to know someday. I'm only punishing Carly for fighting Nikita because of Eve but because Nikita made false claims against her which resulted into this, she wouldn't be punished anymore. Nikita would be the one to apologize for what she has done," Alpha Oswald concluded and started leaving… when he got to the door, he said.

It was then I realized, I finally found a worthy opponent in a game I always win. I leaned back against my desk, arms crossed over my chest, my eyebrow lifted in a silent question. Waiting. Scott broke the silence first. “The FBI’s got dirt on him,” he said, his voice rough, as he messed with my set up. I let out a low chuckle, shaking my head. “The FBI, huh? Sounds like Briggs is already toast,” I replied, almost amused. But Niko wasn’t having it. His eyes flashed, and he bared his teeth, taking a step closer, “No, he isn’t. We fucking owe it to him, Alessandro,” he snapped.

“I don’t know how I would convince you, but it’s not your fault, Blakely. No one wanted it to happen.” I looked down, tears rolled down my cheeks, but I immediately wiped them. “I feel guilty.” “I am too,” he whispered, just enough for me to hear. “...for letting all those things happen to you. It was a nightmare. You must’ve been so scared. I’m sorry…” I shook my head and lifted my face to him. When our gazes met, I saw how guilty he is for what happened. “That is not your fault, Nik.” “So, it’s not your fault either. You just protected yourself, Blakely.”

I counter, "I don't think I'd mind that much, Nikki. As long as it involves your hands touching my balls." Her eyes widen. "You sick fuck. You're a maniac, Roman! Do you think this is a joke? You're a criminal and you deserve to spend your life behind bars!" There she goes again with the ridiculous accusations about me. "You can call me whatever you'd like and most of it will end up being the truth anyway, but I've never raped anyone, Nikki. I've never been into that. Never." A disbelieving scoff leaves her lips and she starts to turn away, but I practically jump off my seat and grab her arm to stop her.

“You look weird. Why did Drake tell me to bring food to you? I thought you guys were training together. Why do you look so off?” “Thanks for the food.” “I mean it,” he said. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost. Or like you’ve done something illegal.” I choked on air. Nick narrowed his eyes. “Wait. Why do you look like you feel guilty about something?” “I don’t.” “You do.” “I don’t!” He squinted harder. “Did he kiss you again?” I started coughing like I inhaled a fork. “Oh my God,” Nick groaned. “I was joking. But wow. Okay. We’re talking about this later.”

“There has to be some mistake.” “There’s no mistake,” Nick said firmly. “I’ve spent years piecing this together. Morana is guilty, and it’s time we stopped pretending otherwise.” Ace stopped pacing, turning to face Nick with a hard glare. “So what now? What’s your plan? You’ve been chasing her for years, and now you finally tell us the truth. What are you going to do about it?” Uncle Nick hesitated, then looked at Ace with steely determination. “We find her,” he said. “And we make her answer for what she’s done.”