Oneshot Niko Pfp Novels & Stories

Nico was always in charge. Once she walked into my room and shut the door. I looked up from my homework and started to speak but she stopped me with an upraised hand. Her hair was sporting a bright purple streak on the right side. Nico unbuttoned the raincoat that came down to her knees and let it drop to the floor. Of course, she was naked underneath. Her pubic hair had a matching purple streak.

Both have ageless beauty like him, though human years they would be around their twenties. Thade had his jet black hair tied into a messy man bun. Strong jaw evident with his staple stubble on and bushy brows framing his steel blue eyes. His pale skin radiates against the blank ink on his skin. Being topless is his badge of honor. Showing off an oak tree tattoo from his back that stemmed its withered branches to his arms across his entire upper body. Though it doesn’t drown the presence of his chiseled abs. While he wore the same jet black color of wide legged pants that reached the floor as his bare feet stuck out. All his nails are also painted in black.

"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."

Glazy looked at him sharply, “Don’t say that, Nikka is one of the coolest and beautiful maidens I know, not a typical ‘Damsel in Distress Lady’.” “Well, ‘cause she’s a gorilla.” “Lance!” “But, you’re more gorgeous than her.” Glazy instantly blushed. A notification suddenly popped up on Lance’s phone again, as he opened it, he sprung up standing anxiously. His personal assistant was surprised by his sudden move. The screen shows a picture of Yui ad Nathan being carried like a sack of rice, and it was followed by a text message coming from Nikka, “Chimpanzee, H-!”

He released me and snapped his fingers and held out his hands open. A phone was placed in his palm. The screen lit up. I didn’t understand what I was seeing at first, blurred movement, sunlight, children’s voices in the background…. Then my heart stopped. A school gate, uniforms. A familiar backpack swinging against a small frame. Nico. My breath shattered in my chest. “What …. what is that?” I whispered. Rico tilted the screen so I could see clearly. Men stand nearby, pretending to check their phones, leaning against cars. One of them looked directly into the camera and smiled.

It’ll work. — No, not enough, find me a woman in the same cell, I want an enraged one. A desperate one. Someone who has nothing left. Promise her that I will pay her debts. That she can have fun. Unleash herself. That she can make her swallow every word, every breath. — Got it, you want a hungry hyena. I can do that. — And I want the photo. Send it to me as soon as it's done. — Received.

“Please. I watched a korean film once and spent two hours trying to figure out if the goat symbolized love or death. Never again.” He snorted into his coffee. “And besides,” she went on, warming up, “Katniss Everdeen is an iconic icon. Bow, arrow, Total badass. I wanted to be her. I still want to be like her.” “You still kind of give off Katniss vibes,” Noah said, studying her over his cup. She blinked, surprised. “Really?” “Yeah. All prickly and emotionally repressed.” His smile widened. “It’s endearing.” “Wow,” she deadpanned. “I am so honored.”

Liam had just fucking let them into my suite without seeking my permission. That damn bastard. Styling my short hair into proportion. I slipped my feet into my white scuffs. My hands were shoved in my pockets as my feet moved out of the walk-in closet into the room. “Hello, Alpha Leo. It has been a while. Nice to see you after many years. I’ve missed you,” Piper flashed me one of her stupid obsequious smiles. “I don’t miss you. Why are you here?” My butt leaned on the head of the sofa.

He was a good guy, he knew I was too scared to be alone and too proud to admit that I need him. We sit down on the couch next to each other but maintaining enough distance. My eyes roamed over his body as I couldn’t help it, he was wearing a plain black sleeveless t-shirt with his sculpted arms visible which were a treat to sore eyes. This guy could easily fight off ten men at once, now that I was alone with him I realized how overwhelmingly intimidating his personality is. If people didn’t know what a sweet guy he was, they definitely would be scared of him.

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;