Nikolai Cod Novels & Stories

*5 years later* Alex POV Have you ever wanted to be someone else? That was the question that I’ve been asking myself all these years. With the stress of life getting me down I couldn't help but wonder what it would of been like. But now I wouldn’t ever want to change a thing. Charlotte is strong, she’s a warrior in disguise. Never in my lifetime would I have thought that someone so small, so beautiful, would turn my life upside down for the better. She's over come all her fears and became everything the pack needs in a Luna plus more. We’ve made three beautiful children. That are more then a handful and keep me on my toes that's for sure. My daughter Lilly, she’s the strongest out of all th

I really caught him. Grace opens her mouth to speak when Nick's deep voice booms from behind as he says, "Being a human doesn't mean being weak at all. Which biology teaches that?" Oh no? Nolan clenches his jaw as he shakes his head. "Someone should teach him manners." He mutters under his breath. Nick comes to sit beside me as he puts cold drinks down on the table. I sigh. "Why is he behaving like a brat?" I mumble inaudibly and that even escapes their ears because they are just busy glaring at each other.

The door opens a while after, revealing an eleven-year-old boy in a black top and a matching pair of khaki trousers- Derek. “You look sad?” I ask, taking his backpack off his shoulders. “Didn’t you have fun with Scott?” “You’re late. Again,” he mutters, maintaining the annoyed look on his cute little face. “They had fun,” Sofia informs, joining us outside. “Thank you,” I smile. “And by the way, you look terrible.” I look at the blue short-sleeved gown I have on and can't help but agree with her. It has some stains here and there making it look even worse than it originally was.

"Sorry, didn't mean to say that." Holly just smiled and put a white drink in front of him. "It's a new kind," she said as she went back to baking. "And don't get burnt, I didn't add milk." He took a small sip. "It's white chocolate." "Milkybar." she beamed over her shoulder. "Then there's already plenty of milk," he smiled, even though she couldn't see him. "I'll do sausages, roasties, gravy." she smiled sheepishly for some reason. "Uh... veg,"

“Russian accent. Elevator voice. Kiss in a parking garage. That Niko.” “Yes,” I said. She whistled low. “And where does he fit in this mess?” she asked. “Beyond the fact that your nervous system clearly has a thing for terrible men.” “He was in the Acheron lab videos,” I said. “He called me solnishko. He was listed in Alexander’s files as ‘Operative N.’ Asset recovery. Field operations. Strong attachment to Subject C‑01.” Mila blinked. “‘Strong attachment,’” she repeated. “Corporate speak for ‘he’s in love with her and it’s a problem.’”

Celia’s POV I bit down hard on my lip, trying to keep the moan in. But as he pushed deeper, my resistance broke as I let out the moan, clenching the silk sheets tightly. “Look at me,” Nikolai said with a voice dripping with want. I forced my eyes open, meeting his intense gaze. The same eyes I’d caught earlier that night at the pack gathering. The ones that had made my breath catch because the Alpha, our Alpha, had actually been looking at me.

“ I think I should paint her as a liar but still look into this. Whoever this is can’t know that we are onto them. “ Nikolai walked to Claire and looked at her. “ You look like you are telling the truth but I can’t be sure. Since you are useless, you need to die. “ Claire’s eyes widened into saucers and she began to beg. “ I can help you! “ She screamed. Nikolai squatted and put his hand on her chin. “ Can you get me my cocaine? “ Nik asked. She shook her head and Nikolai laughed. “ You are useless then. You should have thought about all this before you went and crossed me. Do I look like a pussy to you, Claire? Because you thought I was a pussy. If you cross the wrong person you die. “ Nik

“Nikolai.” “Why can’t you just call me Niko like everyone else.” My best friend complained like always. And I gave him the same answer, I always do. “Because I’m not everyone, Nikolai.” “How is it going?” He turned serious, his voice turning cold in a heartbeat. Unlike me Nikolai showed his emotions and they went from zero to hundred in less than a second. “Perfectly.” “Show me.”

That’s a dumb question, Julianna, My subconscious muttered. “Nikolai’s of course,” she replied, “Who is he? Who are you people,” I asked, my voice steady as I spoke to her, she doesn’t make me nervous like Nikolai. “Nikolai Vasiliev is a Russian mafia don, I’m here just to take care of you,” she said, “I guess he already told you this… You have to work with me in the kitchen every day from now,” “Yeah, he told me,” I said,

Kent. “What did you get?” I asked, unlocking my car. “One of Nikolai’s men—Capo. What should we do?” “What did he take?” “A file from the warehouse. Dark Ring dealings. Alex Rodriguez must’ve reached out to Nikola for help. He sent just one man.” “Nikolai sent just one man?” I muttered, lips tightening. “Either he trusts him, or he’s setting a trap. Keep him breathing. I’ll handle it.” I hung up before he could respond.