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Neo says to me in frustration before looking at Nico and says to him, “She is staying on pack grounds until she graduates even if you have to leave sooner,” “Absolutely, Your Highness. I wouldn't have expected anything less,” Nico assures Neo, his voice filled with loyalty, before humbly bowing before him. With a grin and a suppressed chuckle, I quickly avert my gaze, hoping that Neo didn't catch me. However, when I glance up, I notice that Alaric had witnessed my reaction and is now shaking his head with a smirk. Just as I attempt to refocus my attention on Neo, he playfully swats my behind, causing me to let out a small squeak. He then leans in and whispers, “You're not getting away with t

My life was a horror nightmare as well, so I could say I was immune to it. For a minute my thoughts drifted to the green-eyed creature, Asher Cohen. It didn't last long though, as Niko jerked on the bed due to a frightening scene, wrapping his arms around me. The sketchbooks on the side of the table fell to the floor. He picked it up, I felt the urge to snatch it away from him, anyone who saw my drawings in there would think I was insane. But I wasn't bothered if Niko saw it, weirdly, I felt so comfortable and safe with him.

Mia nodded her agreement, a silent angel aware of everything around her; although quiet, her presence was pretty loud. Nico stood beside me, "Close your eyes as I send it back to the stars." They obeyed immediately. "Seriously, Nico, Baby Yoda?" I turned to glare at him, He grinned, "Come on, it's harmless, the miscreants are safe, and my perfection will be void of fingerprints," "That's vile." "Right?" He let the brush run down my face, "Call this my villain arc then." "Dad," Matteo whispered, "Can I open my eyes now?"

"Let me help you up." He pulled me up and I noticed he was wearing the same tank top with me, but the color was Ash. "Thank you." I dusted my butt and picked my Pringles up. "What's up buddy?" Damon approached us and shook hands with Logan. The mystery guy had a tall and erect posture. His hair was full and brown with a little comb hanging out of it. "Nicky, meet Logan." Damon introduced him to me. "Logan, meet my best friend Nicole."

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. " Woah!! Nicki you look like a fairy princess" merrissa said " You look like a mermaid" naina said " You guys should look very closely, can't you see she looks like a gangster, a crazy one at that" silver said and they all burst into laughter, except for Nicki who frowned her face. " That's not funny" Nicki pouted " Did you just pouted" silver asked " Nooo" Nicki denied. " But I saw it , you look so cute when you pout" silver cupped her cheeks and Nicki yanked her hand off her cheeks and they all laughed......

well you'll die like the lots of them will soon. Niko was Russian by birth and nationality, but he grew up with the Italians and had turned down severally offers to turn to the side of the Russian mafia. Niko finally gave in to the darkness that had been slowly enveloping his sight. He knew it would be his last sight. He thought of Serena. The only woman he had ever loved but who could never love him back because not only did she see him as a brother but also, she wasn't into men. He prayed his last prayer, not for him, but for her;

“Get the twins. Clear the counter. Xander—front.” The twins scattered, weaving through the racks and the crowd, their bickering replaced by a trained, silent choreography. Niko, halfway through painting a mural of rolling bread, slung the brush aside with a wrist-flick that sprayed pale blue streaks over the open bagels. “I’ll start the charm.” They pulled a handful of uncured salt, wet it on the tongue, and sketched invisible shapes over the jam jars with speed.

Nao asked while his eyes looked straightened on her as calmly. "Oh yes! I'm improving now, maybe one day I will fulfill my dream and put yourself as my gamer character" Loki teased Nao and she shown her portfolio of artworks. "Look! it was all of my characters and this is mine, short dark purple hair, and with the intense look" as Loki pointedly her finger at the proportions of the character. Loki didn't notice, They were so close, and she could heard Nao’s calm voice speaking. "You are a great artist" Nao smiled at her closely and Loki blushed since she was not comfortable when a man so sweet to her.

She said, her eyes focused on the drawing book in her hand with the pencil marking on top of it. “It’s pizza right?” Niko asked as he stood up from the bed, walking towards her and placing a peck on her lips. “Nice designs.” He said, his eyes glancing at her before looking back to the designs. “Let’s eat now.” Reyna said with a smile, a sigh escaping her lips as she stood up from the chair. Niko wrapped his hand on her waist immediately, pulling her close to his chest before swooping her on for a kiss. After getting his fill, he let her go before they both walked downstairs.

I wear a demure floor-length flower dress with cap sleeves a sweetheart neckline and long silt exposing one oiled thigh, sitting on the blanket spread out on the floor. Niko sits behind me in a simple white shirt and black pants, the shirt is only burned up halfway revealing his chest, his position relaxed, his feet bare. He did glare at the make-up artist when she came close to him with her bottle of coconut oil indicating at his chest making the poor girl quake in her heels. “Looking into each other’s eyes, Yes! Like so,” the cameraman directs the camera clicking. “Niko places a hand on Lola’s belly, per-fect” is followed by more flashes and clicking.