Niko Bellic Quotes Novels & Stories

Linux is still holding the fork and giving Jirou spaghetti. "Good morning, bitch," Nico greeted, causing Jirou to look at her badly. Nico is eating spaghetti and later Luxian handed Nico a tissue. "Don't call my boss like that," Jirou said irritated but still cold to Nico. "Why wouldn't I call my bestfriend a bitch? Maybe because you don't have friends, that's why you don't know about these kinds of fucking words," Nico said back. "By the way, bitch. I need the documents for that fucking last will. All of it so it can be finalized."

Crippling fear dissolved any remaining fight in them against the God of War. “Bastard! Hurry up and kneel before the God of War! It’s your honor to kneel to him!” Gunter shouted at Niko furiously. Niko’s stubbornness might just be the very thing that would kill him. Despite the crowd’s chastising, Niko stubbornly stared at Kaze. “Hahaha. I kneel to no one! “Even if you are the God of War!” Niko laughed out loud, his face etched with lunacy.

"I never got to know that project you and Joao worked on up close, but I know you’re both so good at what you do that you’ll succeed. You’ll be great, Maël—you’ll achieve so much, nothing crooked, all of it on the right path, because this is the best time for it. So don’t stop fighting for what you want—those projects are your future. Never look back. "I don’t know if I’ll ever forgive Nikko for his madness and for using me, but you should—because you’ll always be family, and family comes first. I learned that from the Saravias, and it’s not bad advice. I just ask that you love yourself more, that you never let yourself be intimidated again, and that if someone ever tries, you defend yoursel

As soon as it had returned to its normal shape, Nikko opened his eyes and tipped his head back upright to smile at me. "See? All better," he said, still not taking his hands off of me. "Except that you are still covered in blood," I said, making a face. "Oh, what? You don't think that's hot?" Nikko leaned forward. "Because I thought watching you get all fired up was pretty hot." "Really? I just elbowed you in the face and broke your nose, and you thought that was hot?" I asked incredulously. "I think you are always hot," he said with a smile. "What can I say? I enjoy that you aren't afraid to stand up to me and be my equal."

“You are the villain.” Nico’s expression darkened, his jaw tightening as he closed the distance between us. The air between us felt charged, like a storm about to break. “Villain?” he repeated, his voice low but laced with venom. “You don’t get it, do you? I’m not just the villain—I’m the one who decides if you leave here alive.” I stiffened but refused to look away. “If you think you can scare me, you’re wrong.” A humorless chuckle escaped his lips as he leaned in, his face inches from mine. “Scare you? Beth, you’re already scared. You just don’t want to admit it.”

He bellows. "What are you going to do, dude?" George asked him slowly. Niccolo winced bitterly and let out a deep sigh. "I'll burn them in hell," he said. "You watch me and you'll know tonight." Niccolo stepped forward and faced them bravely.

I ask him with curiosity, drawing my gold-plated gun and flicking the safety off. Niko does squats, his ass almost touches the gravel, and rises to his full height, shrugging. “Trust me when I say there is enough room in these bad boys for me to kick some motherfuckers’ arse in.” He states sternly, which indicates he is speaking from experience. “Just the two of us?” He adds, looking over my shoulder like he is expecting an SUV or two to appear any second. “I don’t have the patience for anyone else,” I growl, exhaling harshly through my nostrils. “You are all I need by my side right now.” My feet start to move, and I slip into the large hole that’s been cut through the wired fence.

The drug slowly and slowly calming my senses making me realise that the war will not be easy but I can't give up on this so easily. Niccolo Machiavelli quoted, "if an injury has to be done to a man it should be so severe that his vengeance need not be feared."

He said, "But that doesn't matter, I killed her once, I'll kill her again. So, let him go." "You don't get it, do you?" Nikolas said, "The only thing I want now, is for you to pay, it doesn't matter who is gonna get hurt in the process, but as long as I am breathing and there is air in my lungs...I am, I am running out of things to say." At the last part, he loosened his arm from around me and both him and I bursted laughing. I ran my hand in my hair before I tapped my hand over his shoulder, "Ah, It was a good one."

Niko, who had insisted on sitting at my table, said. “Well, thank God for that right?” I rolled my eyes, and continued drinking. “Whatever has you acting this way? I thought you said things went in your favour at madam's place? Even though I don't really see how possible that is, if you also said that he threatened to kill you.” “Has anyone ever told you that you talk too much, Niko?” “Yep, as a praise. I'm quite wise, so my words are equally as wise.” I shook my head at him, and then realized I wasn't drunk enough for his yappings. So I downed the bottle in my hand, and grabbed a bottle of whiskey this time around.