Peter X Nico Novels & Stories

All eyes are glued to her. “Hi,” Nico says, walking over to her with an extended hand, “I’m Niccolò, but my friends call me Nico.” She looks uncertain as she takes his hand. I almost want to roll my eyes. How does she pull off all these personalities? At one time she’s combative and sarcastic, another a seducer, but now, she is a fragile doll. “Corina.” “I know.” Rico strides over to stand next to Nico. “Enrico. You can call me Rico.”

Luca says not looking at me. I huff and continue to clear away the lose rubble and debris "He has her I don't no why he doesn't just accept her and leave me alone" Luca hums as if agreeing with me before saying "He throw her out his window" With a snorted laugh I shake my head not believing him. "Look Harper, Nixon is a complicated guy and I'm not going to stand here and tell you what you should do." Luca says pushing off the wall "but what I will tell you is that right now he has half of his best warriors out here looking for"

Peter warned coldly, shooting the man a sharp glare. Adam shivered. “Alright! Alright!” Peter and Adam aside, there were other young, beautiful celebrities with them. Annabelle Laking was one of them. Regardless of who they were, all of them were Black Athens’ very best celebrities, each with incredible fame and even more fans of their own. It was obvious why Peter brought the women with them. He was hoping that their beauty would delight Zayn. After all, according to his research, the man was still a bachelor. To him, it meant the man must be a Casanova!

I told him and he kissed my forehead. "Tell me more," he replied giving me his full attention and I laughed softly rolling my eyes. "That is weird," "What?" "Nothing Xavier," He was about to reply when he got interrupted. "Good day, I'm Peter how may I assist you?" A man a little shorter than Xavier asked, his blond hair combed back neatly. "Find us, something reliable not too fancy but modern and from the executive class," Xavier said and the man nodded walking away returning a minute later a smile on his face.

I fire back at him. Peter doesn’t appear fazed, but his eyes streak with outrage. “I’m beyond any doubt that state of mind will get you distant around here, Nyx,” he tells me, his voice trickling with mockery. “You know, considering it’s the as it were thing you have going for you. No one would need to take you besides. I’d or maybe fuck my hand.” “I’m beyond any doubt you’re a master at that,” I resort.

“Peter had just bought them. See the initials? 'A' and 'P'. He wanted to give us couple necklaces. It was a romantic gesture, and it was his. But you… you ruined that, didn't you?" As he spoke, the softness in his voice vanished, replaced by simmering anger. His knuckles were white as he gripped the necklaces. "The doctors said Peter had seven stab wounds Jaxon. Seven. Each one tearing through his flesh, almost destroying his organs. He’s in shock, in a coma. You think you can just do that and walk away?"

He just realized that all along, he was like a walking body wrapped with a timebomb, and Stephanie loving him back was the one thing that could stop that bomb from detonating. Simon wondered why Peter Brooklyn had not mentioned this information to him. It seemed like all that money he gave to Peter, which he assumed Peter was now using for his vacation in the Hawaiian Islands with Tiffany, wasn't getting all of its actual value. Oh, Simon knew alright because he was a brilliant man. He knew Peter didn't give the money to charity. Peter might legit have the ability to read the stars and understand signs, but Peter was a con artist nonetheless. He had witnessed the extent of Peter's cunning wh

He would be looking for the specific address. Grace was doubtful. "Is the address Quentin gave real? Could it be a trap?" "Peter was once a mercenary and had a lot of knowledge about counter-reconnaissance. It'll be fine." Xander looked at the address. "You should start."

“ Can you get me my cocaine? “ Nik asked. She shook her head and Nikolai laughed. “ You are useless then. You should have thought about all this before you went and crossed me. Do I look like a pussy to you, Claire? Because you thought I was a pussy. If you cross the wrong person you die. “ Nik said and stood up. He gestured for Anabelle to do her thing and then left, with me following closely behind him. Lorenzo did too. Lately, he had been quiet. “ What will we do about the lost cocaine? “ I asked. “ It’s gone by now. They already resold it. Maybe they sold it in another place. You can’t sit on cocaine that is worth ten million. “ Lorenzo answered. Nikolai took out his phone and started di

) Nick says this and starts walking away. (Nick, please listen to me.) I plead and walk after him. (I’m done, Mariah.) Is the last thing I hear before everything goes dark?