Percy And Nico Novels & Stories

You're suppose to loose this match! N: Theo, you forgot who I have on my back! This is the Alpha's girl, I can't let you win this match, he'd kill me for sure. Nico ran faster, after speaking through his mindlink with Theo. T: Nico wait! "No, Theo catch up to him! I don't want to loose!" Seo-In cried in a worry. "Why, are you scared that you'll have to sleep with me?" "I'll punch your mountain if you do!"

I always thought he was heartless, and his change in attitude was confusing me more than I liked. “How are you feeling?” He asked. Surprisingly, the pain was almost gone. I still felt like I had been shot, but it was manageable. “I’m doing well, Nic. How long have I been out?” “Two days.” “You haven’t showered in two days. Those are clothes from our wedding.” “I couldn’t leave your side. I had to make sure you were feeling better. I should have protected you, and I failed at that.” Serena cleared her throat. She was married to Nero, Nico’s youngest brother. Nico was the eldest of the DeLuca brothers, followed by Adrian, who passed away, Enzo, the enforcer, and Nero, the New York King.

Nico’s hand rested protectively over my belly. Victor’s fingers traced lazy patterns on my thigh. The conversation turned serious as the stars began to appear. “We can’t stay hidden forever,” Victor said quietly, his voice breaking the peaceful silence. “My rivals are already circling what’s left of my empire. And Nico’s family…” “They won’t stop looking,” Nico finished, his jaw tight. “My uncle may have given his blessing, but there are others in the family who see me as a traitor.” I turned to look at both of them, my heart heavy but steady.

"Nico, you’re pushing it." "I’m just having a bit of fun," Nico said, feigning innocence. "Besides, they don’t have to play if they don’t want to. I’m just saying… the stakes could be interesting. After all, she’s just some girl... Right, Constantine?" The way his eyes locked with Constantine’s made me realize Nico had been watching us closely, looking for a nerve to press. And maybe that’s why Constantine wanted me to leave. I was the nerve. The opening Nico would abuse to get to them.

Lucas found this young man rather interesting. "I… I'm Nico Cardigan," the cute, young man answered. "I'm Lucas York," Lucas said slowly. Nico nodded his head. "Oh, Lucas York. What?!!" It was as if Nico had recalled a very terrifying incident as his face became plastered with a horrified expression. "He's Lucas. Besides, he even has zombies following him. Could it be… could it be… that he's Lucas the Demon?" Nico said while feeling stunned. 'That is a shocking possibility!'

Nico was the one person he trusted a lot. He turned back to the flickering screens. “You are pardoned for now, Nico. You can stop smiling now. It's scary.” The smile instantly vanished from Nico’s face, and he found himself, itching to wack the insufferable don over the head. “Keep that up, and I just might send you off on a vacation with Rea. She's been itching to explore the Mediterranean recently,” Nero warned for good measure, without taking his eyes off the screen. It was almost as if he could read the other man's mind.

Draco yawned mid-laugh, rubbing his eyes with both fists. “Alright, champ,” Nico said, stretching with a groan. “Snack time, then bed. You earned it.” Draco’s head perked up immediately. “Cookies?” Nico winked. “Don’t tell your mom.” Elena sighed, standing from the porch. “Nico—” But Nico was already leading Draco inside, whispering conspiratorially. “Operation Snack Time is classified, bella. No questions.” She rolled her eyes but couldn’t hide her smile.

Luca was in the driver’s seat, door open, shouting, “Move your ass!” Nico lowered me into the back seat like I was made of glass. The door slammed, and the tires screamed as Luca hit the gas. I leaned back, chest heaving, vision swimming. “Where are we going?” Nico dragged a hand through his hair, wiping rain and sweat from his face. “Somewhere they won’t find us.” “Who?” I demanded. “Who the hell are they, Nico?” He looked out the window, jaw tight. “People who were supposed to be dead.”

She promptly informed us that it’s a boy. Speaking of our little oracle, she’s still unnervingly perceptive. You’ll never believe this, but she somehow knows what happened to Astaroth. Apparently, he’s alive and calling himself Ash. She said he’s ‘playing pretend’ and that he isn’t hurting anyone. I don’t know whether to be relieved or concerned. Probably both. In happier news, Nixie and Percy are moving in together! They’ve been taking things painfully slow, but she says she’s ready now, and honestly, I’m thrilled for them. It’s about time.

“You fight over me, over what I mean to him, over control — and you forget what matters. You’re destroying yourselves. I won’t let it happen!” Nico’s grip on my shoulder loosened slightly, and I could see the conflict in his eyes. For the first time, he hesitated, unsure whether to continue the fight or listen to me. Luca’s smirk faded. “Bold,” he said quietly. Then, with a swift motion, he turned and bolted toward the nearest exit — disappearing into the shadows. I barely had time to register it before Nico released a sharp breath. “He’s gone,” I whispered. Nico turned toward me, every muscle still coiled. “This isn’t over,” he said softly. “He won’t stop until he gets what he wants.”