Peter X Nico Novels & Stories

It was a text from Glenda. “Get away from the target immediately. It’s a set up, and I think Garrick is in on it.” Still trying to make meaning of it, another text came in with a photo attached. “This is your target isn’t he?” The photo was of Peter wearing a grey Italian suit, looking even more imposing as he stared out from a docked yacht. The text at the bottom of the picture sent tremors running down my spine. “That’s not Peter Portman, that’s Xavier Storm.”

He had entered a contact on his phone, I could hear the other end ringing. “You’re late.” Peter’s voice rang on the other end. I gasped a little too loud, his voice reduced as Niko hit the volume button on his phone. “I am with Roni. Can you have everything covered for the day? Tell the staff we are working on something confidential offsite.” Nikola’s tone seemed to say more than his words.

Just like Charles, he had that air of someone who has been around and knew how to talk the talk. "Come on, Noelle. There's no need to be so formal with Mr. Lennon. Just call him Peter, okay?" Sean said with a playful smile, glancing over at Peter. Although Peter shot Sean a sharp look, he quickly agreed with a nod. "Noelle, if you're fine with it, feel free to call me Peter!" "Peter it is!" Noelle nodded, then turned her attention to Charles. "Aren't you guys famously known as the Four Young Masters of Brookville? Who's the missing one?"

Would it be a sin "If I can't help falling in love with you?" Peter was surprised when West sang along with him at the last line. West turned to him with a grin, eyeing Peter's flushed face. "I sing at the bathroom sometimes," comment West. Peter rolled his eyes at the taller man who's laughing at his reaction. West’s really easy-going, Peter thought. That’s what he observed. It seems like he has no problem at all except for the fact that he has insomnia. Other than that, West’s personality is contagious. "By the way, I've been meaning to ask." Peter turned to West, questioning. "Your guitar. There’s a word Sunny engraved on it. Is that a name of a person?"

“And there’s Nico’s dad. His name is Simon. He’s kind of the opposite of you, Dad, cause he doesn’t talk much and looks scary, but he’s actually soft inside.” “Now, what do you mean by that? Am I not-?” asked Peter. “No, you’re not, dear. You’re actually scary despite looking soft. Our son is on point,” answered Eva. “That… kind of hurts.” “You know that’s why I love you, dear.” Everyone laughed a bit before continuing their conversation. “You said that Nico has a brother. How is he?” asked Peter. “Mm, I gotta say he doesn’t like Nico that very much. He always has fights with him over small stuff. He plays the same game we do, though.”

When he refused, Peter requested to stage his death so they could run away. Leonardo was in a difficult position and truly believed in unity. His downfall was that he was putting Peter's child in harm's way and underestimated Peter's determination to keep his lover and child safe. This is why Peter turned on the Capo, Niko's father, back then. Peter aligned with Grasso with terms that he and Marissa could leave. Peter did kill our Capo then planned to flee to Canada leaving this life behind him. The problem was, no one could be trusted. Jonathan and Anthony back stabbed Peter. Anthony was always a weasel, playing all sides so he always won. Once your father killed Niko's parents Anthony pinn

Yeah, I asked him to take care of things but I think Mr Fransisco indeed deserved that. It felt good to know that nobody saw him at that time. If it came out that Nick — Nicholas Taylor is not a human but a werewolf, I know the media is going to use it as a piece of spicy news. They are going to spread the news like a fire in a forest and it will surely harm my Nick. I do not want that, so I asked him to promise me that he will never do something like that again. If it is under his pack, the people — actually the werewolves around him will surely help but he should not do such things among humans.

I could hear the rustling of fabric and the sound of a zipper on the other end of the line, clearly indicating that he was indeed searching for the answer. I couldn't help but respond with a hint of sarcasm, “Come on, how many times have you slept with him? And you still need to check his name? You don’t even know it?” My tone carried a mix of frustration and urgency. Peter, sounding somewhat resigned, replied, “I only know he’s called Nick. Besides our time together, the rest was handled by my staff. I don’t actually know his full name.” I could hear the rustling of items growing more frantic, and a pang of regret for my earlier, thoughtless excitement washed over me. Despite this, I felt a

Seeing Nico rushing to the door, Peter swiftly opens the glass door for him. "Papa, I started to court, Ma...Miss Skye to be my Mama" He loudly brags while running towards his father. "Easy, buddy. Slow down" Squatting, Xander waits for his son to reach his side. "I started to court her, Papa" he raves again after he was scooped from the floor into his father's arms. "You, did?" Xander Wright's rare yet charming smile carves his lips while glancing at the glass cubicle afar. Skye Monticello's office.

Nicole thought to herself most of the time, this whole life that she was trying to come into was new and stuff like that still surprised her a lot. Normally it was meant to be impossible to stay out of the radar of the American government but Peter Reagan had a way of performing this stunt, not even the most connected man Nicole knew, Jeremy Baxton could learn anything about him. Even ejenJeremy decided to investigate personally into Peter Reagan’s life he found out that Peter Reagan had been dead for over fifty years now, so how come Nicole had seen a dead man just a few months earlier. Was his name really Peter Reagan?