Percy Jackson Fanart Nico Novels & Stories

I said, pacing the length of the living room again, hands pressed to the back of my neck. “They had taken her and wiped the traces of their appearance,” Nico growled, shoving his phone back in his pocket after another call that got him nowhere. “Someone took her.” His eyes were wild, his jaw clenched so tight I thought his teeth would snap. “I don’t give a fuck who it was—I’ll burn the city until I find her.”

Sicillio would see what was wrong with him in an instant and perform a ritual cleansing, then my Nico would resent me forever afterward for even attempting to enslave him in such an immoral, degrading manner… ‘My Nico’. How strange that I think of him that way. He has a point in that I barely know him. That body is a work of art to be fair, but the feelings… It goes deeper than that. When I look into his eyes, he… He looks a lot like Edmond, if I’m being honest with myself.

I could feel the smile in his voice as he watched our boy. “What if it’s something poisonous or… I don’t know, dangerous?” I muttered, still eyeing Dantay suspiciously. “It’s not a public beach, Gi,” Nico said with a soft laugh. “It’s clean… well, mostly.” His brow furrowed for a second as he glanced toward the sand, then he relaxed and turned back to me, his smile warm and unguarded. “Are you done with the painting?” he asked, peering over my shoulder at the easel.

He was an epitome of divine beauty, with two piercings at each side of his eyebrows. Looking like a Greek god and a devil at the same time, with a dark aura emitting from him. Nicki felt his chilling gaze in her bones, but she never accepted defeat. “ Trying is free, succeeding isn't.” She smirked once more, grabbed her luggages and brushed past him. His scent almost drove her crazy in the head. His amber-woody scent was attracting and pulling, but she wouldn't give in to temptation. Just a few steps away, the students began to murmur and whisper among themselves.

“But as you’ve said before…it’s my blood that feeds the beast inside you.” His tongue flicked out, wiping away the crimson on his lips, causing every muscle inside my core to tighten. “You’re wrong, little mouse. I’m not trying to make you fear it. I’m forcing you to embrace it.” He leaned closer, and I could smell the metallic scent of my blood on his lips. “Why?” I whispered softly. He smiled, and it was the kind of smile you’d expect from the devil. Confident, yet arrogant. Bewitching, yet threatening. Nico was every ounce of bad he had claimed to be but right now, I wouldn’t want it any other way.

I sidled to Nico, who was now conversing with an Omega. Nico dismissed her before letting out a loud chuckle. I believe he knew what I was saying. It wasn’t the first time I would make a joke like that. As he always said, women, he found smart won his heart all the time. I grimaced as Artemisia nudged me. “Are you planning to pull his heart out? He was only joking.” I chuckled at the appalled look on her face. “Never worry, Darling,” Nico said. “It’s an in-joke we share. He’ll never harm his one and only friend.”

“Look like what? I didn’t do anything....” Dylan glanced at him, slightly panting. “You looked like you wanted me to devour you.... it’s dangerous Nico.” Nico froze. “I.. I want blood.” He shot up and ran to the buffet area. It really was dangerous being close to him. he did not know which second he would lose his sanity to that man’s glowing orbs.

I have been with Nico for a few weeks now and we just keep going and going for the stalking. "I fucking want him, I want to get Linux out of Jirou's grasp," she whispered and ruffles her own hair. Luxian gaze at her properly, watching everything she does. Nico is really enthralling, she looks so innocent but she made sure that her appearance will not look like that. She put piercings, tattoos but seeing her gazing at them with that, she really does look like innocent. She looks like a lost puppy as she gazes at them.

Behind her, I heard something letting out a whistle. "Wow. You’re hot. And you said that you look horrible but I say you’re hot." Nico grinned at me and winked. I have to fight the urge not to laugh when my mother’s face turned into a scowl. "Oh um...I forgot to introduce you to my friends. They are-" "Nico Pierce, Gabrielle Xyler, and Kevin Roark. I'm a fan of The Pandorgriff." I admitted and smiled at them. Genuinely.

Dim, ambient lighting from designer sconces and a modern chandelier casts a warm glow, completing the room’s atmosphere: refined, dangerous, and undeniably captivating. Framed pictures of himself, vintage cars, and cityscapes hang on the walls, hinting at power, legacy, and control. One picture catches my attention. It's a picture of Nico hugging a very beautiful girl from the back, and laughing happily. I suddenly feel a pang of jealousy, and I turn toward him. “Who is she, Nico??”