Nikki Jaeger Novels & Stories

Nicolai I walked into the kitchen to talk to Ana and see her staring out the window with tears in her eyes. I rush to take her in my arms as she starts to cry. “What happened Ana?” I hold her until I feel her shaking start to subside. “Ana, sweetheart, tell me what's wrong.” I start to pull away so I can see her face and the pain in her eyes takes my breath away. “I couldn’t get ahold of Vivian, so I called the Emerald Clan, and they told me that Luther and Vivian were killed 10 years ago, and the killer has never been found. Who would want to kill them, they were the most precious people I have ever met. I need to know who did this, and I want revenge, not just for their family and pack for

WWith those words, Jada threw Niki a dagger and turned around with Moxxi. Niki was left staring at the gleaming blade, stupefied. She had never been this desperate… No, she would eventually die, but not here! She would fight back! Picking up the dagger, Niki waited until neither Jada nor Moxxi were watching when she leapt toward Jada! "You've done it now." Jada simply spun and kicked Niki away, snatching the dagger out of her grasp and killing her right then. That was when Frank returned, chuckling. "You did it? And here I thought I could do it!"

SHE is my right kind of wrong! "I'm sorry, husband..." Nicky said gently. Nicky. Why is that? I really feel that he is not Nicky. Her hand, her body is the same but the feeling of them touching me is different. Even her voice and accent. He has talking points that are tough and upbeat. Like an arrogant man. Thank you! "My brain floated in the air again. Because... that Sagara..." "What did he do?" I will ask. "S-he said... I'm beautiful! He said I could be Miss Universe with my beauty! Imagine that... even though I'm short on height, my appeal is still strong! And it looks like he's right Benedict is still with me considering that---"

with a wry smile, I greeted her, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to injure you.” Brightly, Nikki laughs, she slaps my arm, “Oh, relax! I ain’t even angry! Well, I might be if it weren’t you who did that, but anyway…” she lifts her chin, “What’s up? Are you going somewhere?” “Yeah.” I answer, showing her my wallet, but not sure why I did that, “I’m going to get Jamie some cakes. What about you? Heading to Justin’s?” I asked. She nods with her hand inserted in her skirt pocket, “Yeah, we found something regarding the spies.”

“Pardon?” “He batted for the other side,” I repeated before adding. “Also there is the picture on the wall.” “What do you mean?” “Your other daughter may be dead to your family, but the world knows her as Nikki Fritz!” “What?” DI Silver asked. I turned to the Detective Inspector and smiled. “Didn’t you see the resemblance the moment you saw Maria Merryweather and Nikki Fritz together?” “No,” he confessed. “I only thought how extraordinarily dissimilar they were.”

"Use your strength and try again." This time I locked my eyes on the bottle and took a deep breath, keeping myself as still as possible. Andrea slowly let go of me and stepped to the side. The bottle was brown glass and small, probably only a pint. The label, although written in Spanish, I could tell read something about a tiger and it was 7% alcohol. I shot. The glass shattered and crumbled to the floor in pieces. "Good job, Blanca," Andrea said slapping a hand on my shoulder. "Impressive."

He really did not know, because Karl had only mentioned Nikki's older sister a few times. "I'm ready. Sorry to keep you waiting." He rotated his body in thirty degrees. As if time stopped, he stared at the figure of Nikki who was wearing a semi-casual blend of blue and white. A shirt decorated with shoelaces hanging from the loose sleeves, with a blue and white horizontal pattern, combined with a white knee-length skirt. The woman had her prosthetic leg in place, so she no longer relied on crutches to help her walk. He got up from his chair as soon as he managed to wake up from his reverie.

“Glen?” She turned to the side and noticed Nikki trying to talk to her. The woman smiled and gave her coffee as well. “He can be really clumsy sometimes, sorry about that,” she said and laughed a little. Nikki seems to be the youngest out of anyone here, almost the same age as Philippe. “Your name is Nikki, right?” She nodded. “Nice to meet you,” Nikki said before going back behind the counter.

Precise. "Like she owns the damn world," Gianni whispered. He flicked his phone open and recorded a short clip. He had followed her all morning. From the penthouse at the Royal Mercer to Castillo Holdings. She hadn’t noticed. Or maybe she had, and didn’t care. Either way, Gianni knew now. Jezara Voltaire. Nirvana’s aunt. Fraternal twin to Jolene Voltaire Castillo, Nirvana’s late mother. The same woman who had disappeared from public view over a decade ago. Who everyone assumed had moved to Europe.

But just as she was about to say something else, we hear a squeaking and annoying voice. "Kai, baby? Is that you?" I look behind me and see Nikki. I turned away and spat 'Fuck' quietly. When I thought nobody heard me, Mama Mo smacks me in the back of the head, giving me a glance to let me know that she heard me. "Hey baby? You heading to work?" She looked at me and asked. Nikki wasnt ugly, she was quite beautiful actually, but had an ugly ass attitude. Long blonde hair and blue eyes, about 5'4" and curvey in all the right places.