Nikolai X Reader Novels & Stories

“Why would I sit here and explain my choice to you, Nikolai?” “I will never give answers for decisions I made for myself.” Nikolai moved. His arms settled round me immediately, caging me to the bed. “Why Rafael?” His voice was colder, deadlier and stern. My chest heaved and I took a deep breath to steady myself at the closeness. His scent dissolved in my nostrils immediately— cinnamon; different from what I used to know. My pulse raced in my ribcage as he leaned closer, until his lips were settling on my ears. “Answer me.”

“Was she?” He shrugged, grinning. “I think she’s warming up to the idea of me.” “She’s Alessia’s best friend,” I warned. He rolled his eyes. “You think I don’t know that? But come on, Nikolai. You and Alessia are barely surviving each other. Who’s to say Stassie and I can’t have our own kind of chaos?” “You mean your brand of chaos—the one-night-stand followed by radio silence?” “I’m evolving,” he said, hand on his chest in mock sincerity. “Besides, she’s not like the others.”

I was actually feeling dead inside out! Xaphan's POV I left her when Luciano told me that he has arrived. This is me who has called him to know the truth. But before meeting him, I need a good fuck to release the tension otherwise I don't know what I will do to him. When I first met Nikki, I saw Elena in her. Her scent, her presence, her taste are intoxicating just like Elena's. And now when I have touched her, I am craving for more.

Xienne: “Maybe a month or two. Don’t worry, I’ll be home. I can’t wait to see you all. For now, I need to rest. I did not go to school because I am not feeling well, Mom.” Mom: “Oh, if that's the case, then go and rest. Stop using your cellphone. I love you, Xienne.” Xienne: “I love you too!” I put my phone back to the side table and closed my eyes. I thought I am going to have a good sleep but a few minutes later, someone opened the door. I opened my eyes, only to see Nikolai. He looks tired. I did not speak. I am only watching him. He wears a hoodie jacket partnered with jogging pants and a pair of white snicker shoes.

He pushed me back on‍to the be‌d, h‍is weight p‌inned me down and he lowered hi⁠s back slowly, his lips touched mine. I tried to push, but my palm slip⁠ped through on his wet s⁠kin. My silk ribbon suddenly split, falling in two pieces. The m⁠ask fell.⁠ My lashes l‍ifted slowly. Niko⁠la‌i's‍ eyes expan‍d‍ed. His hands‌ suddenly tightened ar⁠ound my neck, s‌queezing i‌t hard. “Who are you?”⁠ ‍

Somebody was behind the black eyes and bruised face, someone she was terrified of. Maybe his offer wasn't so selfish after all. "All I'm saying, sir, is that you're going out of character?" Noah whispered as if the walls weren't soundproofed, "In the car beside her, you were Nicholas Xavier." "She's different," Nico muttered, his chin raised; it wasn't the blond hair, "the defiance; she makes me want to play my favorite game." There were no questions that Nikolai Rossi had been pushed to the back: "Your favorite game, sir?"

There are four delicate swirls, each etched with precision—a detail I shouldn’t know, but yet, somehow, I do because I have grown accustomed to tracing those patterns in my mind on nights I can't sleep, which just so happens to be every night since I've moved here. “So back to my question. Is he hot? Hot is just one out of the many words I could use to describe Nikolai Volkov, along with psychopath, murderer and a great kisser at the top of the list. “Nikolai can be pretty intense,” I say. “So what I'm hearing is, he’s hot in a brooding sort of way.” she teases and I roll my eyes even though I know she can't see me. “No, what you’re hearing is that he’s intense.” I snort and imagine her wavi

CHAPTER 88: THE BEST I'VE HAD LILY'S POV: (18+ AHEAD🥵 MOVE AHEAD IF YOU'RE NOT COMFORTABLE) Nikolai has a way of doing things, his touch, his words, his deep growls, his little moans of satisfaction, his gaze on my body are so electrifying. I want always to please him because he deserves everything and more.

It hurt because he was hurting and that hurt me more. "Please, look at me, Love. What you saw is not what you think it was." My eyes watered at the use of my nickname again but I didn't look at him yet. I was embarrassed. "I am sending Natalia undercover as a slave to a club, Ava. It's all business. You have to believe me. I would never do that to you. You are my mate, my Luna, my Queen," Nikolai said softly. "I was simply briefing her about her next assignment."

Nikolai's eyes flickered to me before he focus his angry gaze on Xillian again. His entire body was heaving with pent up energy. His feet were on fire, his fists were on fire. His hair...oh Goddess his fiery hair...those flames were his own personal crown. I could feel the strength flowing through his veins, I could feel the hum of his blood grow louder and stronger. Every cell in my body wanted to submit to him, bow down to him. But I was being held down so I couldn't. And then suddenly, I saw Xillian's hand extend and he opened his palm in Nikolai's direction before closing it in a fist. And then, in the next second, all his fire extinguished.