Nikolai X Sigma Novels & Stories

Silence had never been starker and faces nakeder. The crowd stood thunderstruck, but it was fun to watch Niko-shit-lai. Shock wrinkled across Nikolai’s face as he gaped at Xanthea. It seemed as though he couldn’t believe his eyes that the once weak omega was still alive and thriving. I squinted my eyes as Odeus sensed the change in Nikolai’s gaze. Breaking through all the conflicting emotions across his face, lust darkened his eyes as they leered over Xanthea’s body.

NIKOLAI Roman and Andrei, both over six foot five, retired Special Forces soldiers, and the most loyal and reliable of my security team, are already waiting outside the entrance of Zigurat. You’re thinking because I’m a Russian billionaire, it’s fancy and probably built in a pseudo pyramid style, aren’t you? Nah.

I muttered aloud. “When will you reveal yourself?” he asked again. I shrugged. “When I feel like it,” I answered. Which was still very far away in time. I preferred to watch from the dark as my plan fell into place. “When you feel like it?” The Sigma asked in a disdain-filled tone. “Is this a game to you?” he demanded. Like his arrogance earlier, his anger also amused me. “Everything is a game my dear Magnus and the rule of this game is to be the last standing, your impatience is rather becoming tiring,” I said dismissively and drank my juice.

“You weren’t supposed to survive. You weren’t supposed to come back.” I smiled then. Slow. Sharp. “Maybe I didn't. Maybe I came back for you, Mila.” She gasp and shook her head, breathing uneven, fear radiating off her like heat. For a moment, I saw her for what she really was—not powerful, not confident. Just a coward with blood on her hands. Then— The door creaked again. Mila flinched hard and whipped her head around. Nick stood in the doorway, his golden Alpha eyes glowing like molten fire. Behind him, Josh and Rose lingered, silent and watchful. His presence filled the room, heavy and suffocating.

Ulrich's heart raced with anger and disappointment, her mind reeling with the implications. "Akira, why?" Ulrich demanded, her voice low and menacing. Akira's voice trembled, "I...I was promised a place in Ryker's pack, a chance to be alpha one day...I didn't mean to hurt anyone..." Zoe's growl was menacing, "You've put our entire pack in danger, Akira. Your betrayal will not be forgotten." Ulrich's eyes narrowed, her decision made. "Take him away, Zoe. We'll deal with him later."

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.

I continued, voice lowering, “but to rebuild and restructure.” “Rebuild what?” Kazuo asked. “The world thinks the YBA is crumbling.” I smirked gently then replied, “Let them, Because while the media watches the smoke, we’ll be moving underground.” I turned to the large iron door behind me. With a nod, it opened slowly—revealing a man in a dark navy suit, his presence cold, clean, and quiet. “This,” I said, pointing at him with my index finger.“is Nikolai Volkov. From Russia.”

Sebastian turned around, only to find Nikolai Siegel with his signature evil smirk. “Nikolai, stay out of this,” Demir said. Nikolai turned his attention to Demir. “The game is far beyond the saga of two unfulfilled stories. He messed up my leg for his side chick, and now I have to live with a limp forever. Do you believe I would find the barter system between the two of you appealing?” Sebastian stayed unfazed by their teasing as he calmly asked for a refill. But just as he was about to take another sip, Nikolai suddenly grabbed his collar and forced him to stand up.

Mercy wasn’t something I’ve ever believed in and I wasn’t going to start now. “Well at least it wasn’t thirty, right?” Nikolai said from the pillar he rested against, a maniacal smile on his face as he flipped his blade across his extended claws. I wasn’t surprised by his retort. As my Gamma, he was in charge of the soldiers’ training, but sometimes, he acted like a pup on a constant sugar rush. “Now’s not the time for jokes, Nikolai,” Killian barked from his position beneath the throne. I could sense the hostile energy coming from the both of them and it forced my hand.

I'm incredibly close to my family and having my mate fit right in would be the icing on the cake for me. “Hell, I wish I knew. Does anyone even know who this guy is?” Nick asks as he runs his hand through his head. The room goes quiet but then my mate's soft voice breaks through the silence and her answer throws me through a loop. "Alpha, Nicholas. While I don't know him on a personal level, I do know who he is."