روايات وقصص ضمن Nikolai Cod

“Don’t even fucking start with me.” Scrutinizingly, Anatoly crossed his hands over his chest, arching a questioning brow at me. “I’m sure this can’t be bad for you. You’re Nikolai. TheNiko Yezhov. You don’t have a fucking Achilles heel. You can handle anything.”

"The High Council thought they could threaten my stepson. They thought they could demand a crown from a boy who belongs entirely to me. Now, they don't even have enough liquidity to exit the country." My phone buzzed sharply in my pocket. I pulled it out, blinking at the screen. It was an encrypted satellite notification from an unknown, untraceable number. I swiped the screen, and my breath hitched. It was a live video stream. The camera angle was high, looking down into a sleek, minimalist corporate office in Tokyo. Sitting behind a massive mahogany desk, surrounded by four men in heavy tactical gear, was Nikolai. He looked entirely striking in his dark suit, but his face was completely pa

Nico let his eyes fall to the gun, tracing the black steel, feeling his fingers tingle, hearing them call out for him, sweat popping from his forehead; he swallowed. He knew one touch was all it took. He glared at Noah, standing from his desk, "Get this away from me." And Noah did just that. Nico stood face-to-face with the grey walls of his office. "You need to get a leash on yourself, boss," he heard Noah, who now felt close, say, "She's getting the hang of the real you, sir Nikolai." Finally, Nikolai exhaled, turning to Noah, "You're right, but I only needed that to get her; now that she's here, there would be no need for that anymore."

Each hop had a fresh cash thumbprint. “Then find the source.” I let the chair fall back in place and turned. “Vaffanculo!” The word left a sour taste on my tongue. Nicolai looked too young to pass for a grad student, twenty-three, maybe twenty-four. He had a permanent ten-hour-shift hair, hoodie up, the sort of scrappy kid who’d learned to look older on other people’s Wi-Fi. He wasn't cut out for gunmetal but he worked like someone who’d spent a life inside screens, fingers perpetually twitching above keys. Vincenzo had found him a year ago, digging through a dark forum where Nicolai posed as a freelance penetration tester and sold kompromat for whoever paid the right bitcoin. It was petty t

“The High Alpha doesn't know my tastes as well as he claims to.” Nikolai’s smile turns genuine—a flash of white teeth and pur

There was only the heat between us, raw and untamed. Then, a voice shattered the silence. “Well, well. How poetic.” We turned. Nikolai stepped out of the shadows, his white coat now stained with blood. His eyes glowed crimson under the moon, and the mark on his throat pulsed like a second heart. “Roman Vale, the righteous Alpha,” he drawled. “And Nora Ainsley, the rogue who can’t decide whether to save or destroy him.” “Nikolai,” Roman growled. “You did this.”

"You talk about loyalty, Lucian. But you never looked at me. You never asked what I wanted. You just assumed I was yours." "The Sinner," I whispered. "The fractal. The code." Nikolai looked at me through the screen. "Hello, Aria. Congratulations on the baby." My hand instinctively tightened over my stomach. "Don't worry," Nikolai said softly. "I don't kill children. That's Silas's style. I'm an architect. I build traps." "The Unraveling," Damian said from his chair. "You used my fractal."

Her eyes moved from my face to the half dead man and she cried at the sight of him. “You wanted to know who I am Lily, well this is who I am... I am Nikolai fucking Vladimir, Leader of Bratva, second son of Russia most deadliest man, ruler of all underlings and I am not terrified to tear down any organization who dares to challenge me. Trained from the very young age of 8 on how to use a gun, kill-count is 93...”, I took out a gun from behind my pants and shot the prisoner on the forehead, “...94”, I counted.

He called, and Remnick let out a chuckle as she sat up, straddling the male who still tried to thrash out of Remnick's hold. “Hmm? No, I'm afraid I'm their bigger set challenge and the shunt for right now. You are in my manor, and they cannot find me here, no, not unless I let them in," he explained as his chest calms. “You ask me who I am, but I haven’t gotten a name?” “I am Nikolai. I escaped the lycans’ hold with a friend who I'm sure is long gone by now. I've been in their servitude since I can remember, but that is all I can remember of my past,” he explains to Remnick.

Just a few steps away, the students began to murmur and whisper among themselves. Nicki was about to walk away when she heard some students greeting him. “ Good evening Prince Killian.” She halted on her track and turned around, only to find him staring at her with a dominant smirk dancing at the corner of his lips. “ Let's go, Alpha Prince.” The guy beside him, named Collins said with a bow. " W.T.F… is he the Alpha Prince? You're doomed Nicki!’