Nikki X Mackenzie Novels & Stories

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 picked up Nikki l, who was holding a cigarette in her hands as she stepped outside her condo. "Hey girlie." Nikki chimed as she blew out some smoke and embraced me. "You feel the effects of tobacco, you should really cut down on smoking and drinking. It is not the end of the world, you know." I told her with a small smile. She ignored me like she always does whenever I bring up the topic. Nikki has always known pain since her mate rejected her and months after she realised that he was mated to their previous maid. Richard got a d chance at a mate, leaving Nikki behind. It wasn't the fact that they had to call it quits because Richard ended up hating her, it was because of the mockery. The

Wyatt Carlyle was the last man Mackenzie needed. Mackenzie turned and stormed down the hall. To think she’d imagined herself falling for him. How childish she’d been. Well, today she was twenty-five… old enough to put away her foolish fantasies. Maybe she’d never find her ‘One and Only’, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t start living her life for real. ***** Wyatt stood beside open French doors and tossed back a long swallow of beer. Kimberly leaned into him, continuing her one-sided conversation. He’d suggested they join the party at the first opportunity.

“Oh, come on! The guy is just trying to be nice!” “He should have come himself to have a good conversation, not trying to bribe me with drinks first.” “You have been too far removed from the dating scene to understand how guys shoot their shots.” “What did you say—?” “Enough!” Mackenzie hit the table with her hand, cutting off their little argument. “Girls. We came here to unwind, not get worked up over some random guy. Let’s not start please, this isn’t like North Dakota bars where you can just argue and cause random brawls, okay?”

She turns on her heels and kisses Nikki her cheek, Eamon already fussing over her like he is her brother. I gently tug on Nikki her hand, asking her to get going and meet the others. She grunts and casts a kiss over her shoulder to Eamon and Cloé. "Sorry guys, hubby-duty calls!" Nikki smirks and turns towards me, smiling and all. "Nikki, I want you to meet Luuk, my best friend, and Fayyim, my right-hand woman." Nikki glances at Luuk, her eyes rolling over him and a cocky grin on her face. "The 'go for it girl' guy." She looks up to me. "Is he always like that?" Nikki ignores Luuk completely and Fayyim her smile widens until it illuminates the whole entire hall, and I already know we are in a

Amy asked, trying to sneak a look at Mackenzie’s screen. It was the end of the day, and they stood waiting for the elevator. Mackenzie had been busy chatting with someone who kept her laughing nonstop. “It’s nothing,” she said with a chuckle, eyes still glued to her phone. “Come on, girl, spill it! I’m dying to know. Who is he?” Amy squealed. “And why are you so sure it’s a he?” Mackenzie teased. “Because you already gave it away. Only a guy could have you grinning like that,” Amy shot back.

I heard him say behind me but instead of listening to him,I quickened my pace,I just wanted to be with Daniel,only he could make me feel protected and safe. "You look quite a beauty who stole the night." A very beautiful woman in her mid forties stepped up blocking my way downstairs.Now I had nowhere to escape as Nick was already on my tail. "And I can see you already met my son, Nicholas. I am Miranda MacKenzie and it's nice to see the lady behind this successful event."She smiled broadly at me means she had no idea of my past with her son as we never met before. "I am glad Mrs. MacKenzie that you liked this event but the credit goes to the hard working team who worked day and night to make

“Hey! You can't easily forgive things like that! He needs to compensate you for being a dense douchebag of a husband!” Nikki's voice startled us. I turned to see her, with her arms folded, and her mouth pursed, with an amused expression on her face as she glanced down at us. Today, she's dressed in a pink flowing gown with a black belt around her abdomen. She has her black hair tied up in a ponytail, which is so unlike Nikki, who loves to leave her hair down. “What do you want?” Miguel snapped at her. “What do I want?” She scrunched her nose. “What do I want if not some peace in this house?”

Too bad she missed Heron. What the hell was she wearing? She was heavily clad in make-up, wearing a red thrill seeker shrug with an airlift intrigue bra and black high-waist airbrush leggings. “Hi Mikayla.” She greeted me at the door with a half-smile, “Where are the guys?” “In a meeting,” I replied dryly, because I knew that her query was solely about one guy. My wolf, Pixie, now had a dislike for her. Nikki was not my friend.

“I'm making Thai food.” Maggie Branson turned to Katie, her green eyes sparkling. “Tell us the truth now: exactly how hot is this guy?” Katie grinned. “Smoking. Like, crazy, insane hot. I have photographic evidence.” “Show! Show!” Reena Mackay clamored from Mia’s kitchen. She added milk to her coffee and came back into Mia’s bright living room. Katie attached her camera card to Mia’s laptop, and the women gathered around to look at the photos. When Nick appeared on the screen, Mia felt lust and longing curling in her stomach.