Niko Bellic Quotes Novels & Stories

“You’re fucking insane.” “For one year, yes,” Nico repeats, his thumb pressing into my chin, forcing me to look at him. “And then you walk away with enough money to never have to step into a ring again.” “Go to hell,” I say, ripping my face out of his grasp. “I’ll get your fucking money.” Nico smirks, his words mocking. “You’re a fighter, Belva. I respect that. But even the best fighters know when they’re cornered.”

with his head bowed low Diego said, his whole body was filled with endless injuries, and there was no sign of it healing, obviously caused by the poisoned chains. “There’s nothing to be sorry about. Those who failed and betrayed the pack are the ones who should be sorry,” I said softly. “You’re all warriors who fought till the end, so never bow your heads low.” They lifted their chins, and I met their eyes with determination, hoping to instill some strength and courage in them. “Enough of the bravado talk already, and let’s get down to business!” Rebecca shouted, her hands clenched into fists, her voice tinged with urgency and frustration.

Bianca This is my fight, and I'll be damned if either of these two takes my bullet when it's me who knew I always belonged to them. "Bee! BEE!" Niko hisses at me as tears stream down my face. The wet, hot hurt that he wants to die for little old me makes my internal hate turn with apprehension. "No," he finally says into my ear, his hands around my waist as I'm lifted from the floor. "You must act accordingly; how else will I get you out of here?"

Bianca’s This is my fight, and I'll be damned if either of these two takes my bullet when it's me who knew I always belonged to them. "Bee! BEE!" Niko hisses at me as tears stream down my face. The wet, hot hurt that he wants to die for little old me makes my internal hate turn with apprehension. "No," he finally says into my ear, his hands around my waist as I'm lifted from the floor. "You must act accordingly; how else will I get you out of here?"

Alexander. “You don’t trust him,” I said. I meant Alexander, but I knew he would hear it as the plural, as an indictment of the species. “I don’t trust anyone who stands that calm with a gun pointed at you,” Niko said. He let the words hang, toxic and true. I could almost see his face, the way one eyelid twitched when he was angry but pretending not to be. I didn’t answer, because what could I say? He wasn’t wrong.

"And I told you I don't give a fuck, Mistress." Niko lifted his gaze from his phone at us. "What the fuck is this?" His voice was rough, like it always was, and it still made me jump. "Your body guard is an asshat." "Your whore is a whiny bitch." "Enough! I don't pay you to fight with her. No more talking!" Niko ordered then went back to his phone. Everyone was silent and even I was a little afraid to speak. That quickly faded though.

"Consider it done, but it might take some time." Niko leaned back, a dark smirk playing on his lips. "No pressure, we'll take him out nice and slow. Make him suffer." "Fast and hard is more fun," Scott chimed in, his grin matching Niko's. Lorenzo let out a dry breath, "It's also reckless and dangerous. With all the heat from the FBI, I think Niko's plan is smarter." I turned to Lorenzo, "You of all people I know, know that sometimes you need to make a statement, and sometimes that statement needs to be loud and clear. But for now, we'll play it Niko's way. I'll bleed Armando dry from the inside."

"Men like you blessed with all that fine leg, are always the first to crack a joke about my height. But often I find that they're the ones who—ah—need to overcompensate more than the rest of us." Niko tossed a dagger up in the air so he could grab his crotch lewdly, mocking us with a few rocking thrusts before catching it with an entertainer's flourish. "But to answer your question: am I afraid? No. But am I foolish enough to think two on one are good enough odds? You must not know me." "And who exactly are you?" His arrogance was enough to wear most men's patience thin, but it was even more of a slight when he'd acted as though he was my better with my brother's still blood coating his hand

Moreover, the effects of Nicko's attack can be felt until now. But he realized that it was impossible to beat Nicko, and he also had no courage to take any action other than sneering, "That's because there are intelligent people who understand the situation at hand. Such a person also has an extraordinary ability to adapt to various situations. As for you, what can you do? Don't be too proud if you can defend yourself. This doesn't mean you're already great, huh. This world is harsh! Then you must be careful in all your actions, so you don't take a wrong step later!"

WARNING SIGNS: LANGUAGE THAT IS UNAMBIGUOUS CURSING VIOLENCE, GUN VIOLENCE SELF-INFLICTED HARM BLOOD, DECEASE, and GORE LUCA POV "Luca, you need to step in," Nico insisted while scanning the group. "Why should I be the one to go? " I questioned, taking off my jacket to show my T-shirt. "Because it’s less likely you'll get hurt," Nico joked. Wow, he was correct. His reasoning made sense, even if he had a bit to drink.