Nikki Payne Author Novels & Stories

After some thought, the same grin appeared on Larissa's face as she cackled, "I know what I should do now!" She exchanged glances with Vincent, a sinister grin appearing on both their faces. … Peyton Zara, known by her alias Peyes, was a novelist. Being the laid-back person she was, she couldn't bring herself to get up early. Therefore, she dedicated all her time to working as a full-time author. That day, Peyton woke up and realized she received some emails. Her vision began to swim once she realized they were from her editor, Astoria Lockwood.

Naina was staring at Nicki, and noticed something was off about her today, but it seems she couldn't get a hold of that thing. " Wait Nicki while did you cover your hair" Naina frowned and silver laughed. " I tinted her hair pink so I guess she shy to remove her cap" silver said amidst laughter " Hey am not shy, am just not comfortable with tinting my hair" Nicki defended herself. " So remove it then" merrissa and Naina said at a time " Fine!! fine I would remove it" Nicki said and removed it, almost imeeimmedia merrissa and Naina shouted and all eyes turned to to them, and even the summers aren't left out.....

" I'm not judging your choice of friends you've been out for the past 5 days and there have been times when I felt like I was losing you and you weren't coming back do you know how that feels and I don't just stay over in a medical facility for someone that I don't care about I do care about you even though we've got a past it belongs there but we broke up as friends which is less than I can say for your ex. " " You wanted me back but I said no and I think it's for the better but you are telling me what you think I should hear and you're not telling me what I know I should here so I'm going to follow my journalist hat for now and ask you ; who the hell did you pay and who are you working wit

NIKO Past... “Nikki, what are you doing here?” I ask, wondering who I have to maim for letting her into my office without permission. The dark-haired woman stutters towards my desk in a red jumpsuit, a designer bag hanging off her arm. “Sometimes a girl needs a little excitement in life, where else to find it than here in New York? We always have fun together, fighting, fucking, blowing shit up, a man like you has needs, so I thought why the hell not” she ends with a shrug.

“He does not want to talk to me.” Nikki walked right in front of me and she looked utterly pissed. I appreciate that she cares for me but we can’t really do anything. Michiko’s powerful. She’s rich, she got all people trailing behind her back, she’s not afraid to tarnish anyone’s name. “I swear to god; I’m going to kick Michiko’s ass.” “Oh, I also feel like I want to slap her face.” Jane added.

"I guess you don't read all the emails, do you?" "We had changed security companies. I knew that part, but how?" Nikki laughs again. "And I am the site leader for the event. That was in the email on ten twelve at ten-hundred hours, Father. Get your S.A. up." Nikki is twenty-nine. She had done a tour or two in the Army, Military Police and then tried being a cop. Too many rules and too many people looking to destroy you, so she went into private security and now she is in my convention hall, fucking up my sex life. Okay, that's mean. I love the girl and haven't seen her for over a year, but I can't be doing my thing knowing that my eagle-eyed kid could be watching. What I do to amuse myself i

Visit Amaze and give my book a review if you enjoy it! About the Author Tamikio L. Dooley is the award-winning author. She is the editor, blogger, project leader, and Spokesperson for Ukiyoto Publishing Editorial Board. She writes fiction of crime, thriller, mystery, fantasy, and paranormal. In her spare time, she writes short stories, poetry, motivational, health books.

~ Jameson ~ Perhaps I am capable of more than I contend. Admittedly… I’m moved. By her tears, by her depth of emotion, by the way she dissects intricate nuances in convoluted situations. While I honestly can’t—and certainly won’t—take my eyes off my grand prize with this new business venture, I’d be lying if I didn’t say Nikki profoundly affects me on levels I never expected. Continually.

It drained the strength from him until he had to lean against the wall for support. She had thanked Dave. Dave could stand in front of her openly and solve her problems. But he could only watch from the shadows. * On her way home after work, Nikki’s phone buzzed. A friend request popped up. The profile picture was an artfully lit side view of a man’s face. The note read: Friend of Jane Lincoln. A second friend request appeared a moment later. That profile picture was a cat. Before Nikki could open either one, her phone buzzed again.

So, she’s a food junkie, huh? Nikki Arellano, what an interesting girl. “Alright.” Justin announces, “Since we have reached a consensus, let us now start the job here, shall we?” Nikki strikes a complacent smile at him, “Dying for it.” As Nikki mentions, she sits down next to me and opens her laptop. She then picks an orange USB drive out of her pocket and inserts it into the laptop. Swiftly, she moves her fingers across the keyboards. Driven by curiosity, I lean closer and give her laptop screen a glance. I don’t understand most of the things I see, but I know that I see codes and coordinates.