Nikki St. Crowe Romane & Geschichten

She greeted her. "Hi, Nikki," Jamie answered inaudibly. "I am here to see Karen…. I was passing by the house so I decided to say hi." Nikki explained. "Oh…oh okay." Jamie stammered. "But what for?" Jamie asked her. " You know… Karen just became the leader of our group. I mean the substitute bride and I decided to visit her." Nikki explained. "Oh, I know that already. The explanations were unnecessary." Jamie told Nikki speaking to her rudely.

"Nikki!" At this moment, the entire house was silent. When Sean stormed inside, a haggard-looking Nikki was standing on top of a chair, holding a piece of rope that had been looped over a roof beam. She let out a bitter chuckle when she saw Sean. "I've told you not to return. You should be spending this time with your precious Ms. Craig instead. "I told you to return tomorrow to get rid of my body; you came home one day too early!"

I didn’t even know her name, but I was ready to make this shit work, but then I learned of her identity… I couldn’t accept her… Fuck, how do you accept someone who would never share the same views as you? I know she wasn’t biologically a Westwood by blood, but she was by birth and upbringing… "Nikki said you will." Corrado’s words made me look at him sharply. "What do you mean?" "She was on the phone to the birds, and they were saying that because you made a mistake, she should ask you." He continued, eating his food contently, chocolate covering his lips. Birds. He meant her screechy nasal-voiced friends who I couldn’t fucking stand.

Frankie: “Hello my Little Bee. How are you?” Nikki: “I am doing okay. I really miss you though.” Frankie: “I miss you too Little Bee. How was your first day of classes?” Nikki: “Surprisingly, they were good. Probably due in part to a new friend I made at orientation named Maisey. She’s actually a shifter from the Harvest Moon Pack in Arkansas.” Frankie: “That’s great, you’ve made a friend already. How was your first therapy session?” Nikki: “Doctor Wolfe is great. She is actually a member of the Desert Moon pack, so I don’t have to hide what I am during therapy.”

**** Nikki's POV I strutted out of the woods, feeling the thrill of my plan coursing through me. Yes! I’m Nikki, the queen. I’d orchestrated this perfectly, and if everything went as planned, Hailey would rot in that hole, left to be nothing but a whisper in the trees. She’d dared to cross me, to steal what’s rightfully mine—my spotlight, my attention. No one messes with Nikki and walks away unharmed. Now, she will be food for the wild!

He fucked her like she was the last thing he’d ever hold, hands bruising, mouth worshipping and wrecking her in the same breath. When they were done, they didn’t separate. The alarms screamed, the Tower shook, but there was only the two of them—tangled, marked, indivisible. Domenik pressed his forehead to hers. “There’s only ever been one crown in this city.” Eirwen smiled, savage and true. “And it’s ours.” Footsteps hammered down the corridor. Wolves, survivors, or worse. Domenik picked up his gun, handed her the drive. “We finish this together.”

“I never saw his face, because he was wearing one of those ski masks. Even if he was wearing all black, at one point the sleeve of his shirt rolled up and I saw a small tattoo on the inside of his wrist… It was a spider… I remember it well because I’m afraid of spiders.” “Okay, this is already very important. So…” “While he was… Uhm… choosing the right spot to brand me, someone talked to him… through a speaker… A woman, to be exact…” Nicola looked at Blake. He understood who was she referring to and shook his head in shock and disbelief. “Nik… It can’t be…” Paul looked at both of them. “What am I missing?” Blake got up and went to the window. “The woman Nik is talking about is Claire, my ex-

Nindi said seriously. "She really is. She's actually pretty." "Ccihhh, thats just your reason. Do you really like her? I'm uncomfortable." Nindi continued. "Be patience. That she is," said Yudha, dont want to make the problem long. "Shit! Ask your wife to open her niqab. She is just like a terrorist. Do you want to bring her to your company meeting with thats model?! " Nindi still snapped. "Later, i will bring Ayu," said Yudha.

I reach up, and the mark is gone. I walk over to Nikki and grab her hand. “Are you ready?” I don’t need to ask if she wants this. We sat up for a bit last night, discussing everything we learned and wanted moving forward. When it comes down to it, we share a unique experience, and I’m grateful to have her to lean on. Nikki nods at me and closes her eyes. “I, Nikki Franks, of the Emerald Lake pack, reject you, Stuart Colby, of the Emerald Lake Pack, as my mate.” I watch Nikki flinch, and I know the burn has started.