Percy X Nico Novels & Stories

Nico paused turning to look at who spoke. "Ha… have you forgotten your father and I are close friends. Luca won't accept this." The man tried to threaten, thinking it would scare Nico, but it was a futile attempt. "Did you ever wonder where he was?" Nico ask smirking at him evilly before he pulled me out of the room with him, the door shutting behind us. But even the shut doors couldn't stop me from hearing the horrifying screams that came from within and I shuddered. I look up at Nico. So this is Domenico Perez

I pulled it out beneath the cover of my bouquet and found one new message. From Nico. Nicholas Contini allowed very few people to call him that. To everyone else, he was Nicholas—or Mr. Contini, or the Don. Nico belonged only to the people he trusted, the ones permitted close enough to see the man beneath all that power. Once, I had believed that privilege meant I was someone special to him. Now, after watching him marry my cousin, I wasn’t sure what I was. His former lover? His greatest mistake? Or merely a secret he expected to keep?

Dearest Augustus, I know you don’t know me. None of you really got the chance to get to know me. I am sorry about that. I’m Percy, Ares’ dad. You may not remember me, but I remember you. You have always been an intelligent and strong child. I knew, watching you, that you would be just like your mother, to a fault.

I didn't even care, I was just trying to piece everything together as my mind ran wild. Instead of getting scolded for talking out of turn, Xander just laughed. "You didn't tell her?" He asked Nico. "It's not really something I'm proud of," Nico mumbled. My mind was going crazy, thinking back to every interaction they've had, trying to understand everything with this newfound information. Nico and Xander are brothers. That... Actually explained a lot... But still... That was so weird to get through my head. By looking at Doe I could tell that even she already knew.

Fascinating creatures who can dominate the mainstream population but refuse to. Most Xeviers are probably like Romeo. Aggressive, and love their peace. Which would make Nero the oddest one. Even Niccolo is a bit of a loner— at least from what I’ve gathered. My phone buzzes as the lecture comes to an end. I reached for it blindly and turned off the recording on my tablet. The notification is from the group chat. Niccolo picked the name for the group. I snorted at seeing it again. /Darling and My Brothers/

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!'

she repeats, incredulous, “There is no us.” I bite back a laugh as Percy nods solemnly. “Yet. But the fates have spoken.” Nixie makes a strangled noise and tosses her towel at his head before stalking away. Percy watches her go, completely unbothered. “She’s coming around.” “You’re delusional,” I inform him. He winks, “I prefer optimistic.” I shake my head, laughing. It’s nice to see him being so upbeat. There may be danger lurking and shadows creeping, but for now, there’s also this. Light, laughter and hope, and I intend to hold onto it.

Piers sighed and shifted, propping the pillows behind his back. “A new player has joined the game, Hila,” he said quietly Hila sat up, all attention. Piers’ eyes travelled over her face, angular and beautiful in a different way, the face of a woman who had seen and endured a lot. “Nico Piccolo is proving to be difficult. There used to be a man who was the right-hand man of Alex Van Dyke.” Hila puffed out perfect smoke circles as she waited and then Piers went on, speculatively.

“Before we go to your estate, can we drop by home for a second, I need to pick up Percy.” Nicole looked away from her window towards Salvatore who was driving the car. “Percy?” “My husky, Persephone,” “You…you have a Siberian Husky named after the Greek goddess of spring?” Salvatore chuckled. “Why not Khione - the Greek goddess of winter?” “Ha-ha, make all the fun you want, I need to pick her up. And I named her Persephone because she loves spring and rolling around in flowers,” Nicole scrunched up her nose at his teasing. “You don’t mind dogs, right?”

Nigeel lived inferior to Perci. Although, he hadn't met him in person when he was young. His mother had always compared him to Perci. He looked at the mirror. He holds a grudge against Melbourne's family for abandoning them. According to his mom, his grandfather has thrown them away. He is also a Melbourne, but Perci's family seizes everything to them. Perci became a famous actor and director. What made him angry is that his cousin inherited the company. He inherited none; his mother was right. Those families are greedy, and he has to bring them down.