Rio Nico Novels & Stories

With that, Nike waved them goodbye and went out again probably on his way looking for Selene's room. Niccoli did not give Audrey time to be guilt-ridden. After Nike took his leave he also took his, while dragging his new friend Su Yan. Surprisingly, Nero just stay behind and decided not to tag along for the first time. The young prince was overzealous and friendly. This attitude eventually makes Audrey lower her guard as she let Niccoli drags her back at Brujeria, the commercial center of Iridos.

The lightning was so bright that I had to squint my eyes shut. “Sapphire Ronaldo. 21 year old. Blonde. A total eye candy and very beautiful. Bright green eyes. Height 5 ft. 4 inch. Slim and curvy. So let’s start the bidding ladies and gentlemen!” I heard the person a little far from me speak in the mike. My eyes widened in shock as I realised that they were bidding on me! I was actually in an auction where they are bidding on people in exchange of— in exchange of what?! I started to tremble badly. My eyes wandered to the front which was dim and only silhouette of people was visible to my eyes.

“ Maximo Romano. You are? “ The man greeted. I made sure he saw my left hand as I greeted back. “ Brianna, Trentino. “ I introduced “ Ah, the famous Brianna. I have a feeling we will be great friends,” he said but I didn’t like the mischievous look on his face. Romano chuckled and gestured for Maximo to go to his side. He placed his hand around Maximo’s shoulder and a look of pride flashed his face.

Capri… “My names Jade and I’m not from here. My moms always told me don’t talk to strangers and besides your the wrong gender!” Jade was was Capris alter ego, she never told anyone she didn’t know her real name. She was not a bird brain easily impressed woman. Men would often pull our wads of cash out to try and impress her, but she would look away in disgust. Money didn’t impress her, neither did material things. She had everything she needed or wanted. Capri worked to ensure she would never be in need or want. She also told them she wasn’t into men as a way to get them to back down. She knew she needed another excuse. That line did not work, she would have never though these little boys wo

(Fiesty slut isn't she what I wouldn't pay to be the one fucking this virgin pussy) the man said cruelly. She flinched at his words and she felt him stroking her thighs as he struggled against the next mans grip. " Basta che ora appartiene a Leonardo e non deve essere toccata, a meno che tu non voglia spiegare al don che hai rovinato il suo regalo di compleanno"(Thats enough she belongs to Leonardo now and is not to be touched, this is unless you want to explain to the don that you ruined his birthday gift) the other man said.

I look up at Nico. So this is Domenico Perez

He released me and snapped his fingers and held out his hands open. A phone was placed in his palm. The screen lit up. I didn’t understand what I was seeing at first, blurred movement, sunlight, children’s voices in the background…. Then my heart stopped. A school gate, uniforms. A familiar backpack swinging against a small frame. Nico. My breath shattered in my chest. “What …. what is that?” I whispered. Rico tilted the screen so I could see clearly. Men stand nearby, pretending to check their phones, leaning against cars. One of them looked directly into the camera and smiled.

Nico and I going from friends to an official couple? "I really would not mind that at all" I said and placed the gown on my bed and sat on the floor cross legged. "You seem to really like this dude. What was his name again?" Ria asked. "Nico Hernandez,'' I replied and added, "And yes, I really do like him" "He sounds like he's really cool. He's the one that knocked you down and left his phone with you?" "Yes, both incidents being accidents. Don't forget" Ria laughed and nodded.

I watched Rhyker standing behind the counter and flipped the scrambled eggs with his pan, he was shirtless and wore a white apron with black joggers. He had one particular tattoo on the back of his neck, it's a drawing of a crown, the crown of Rosla. He whistled while making scrambled eggs. "Are you awake Hemilia? I'm sorry I wasn't in our bed, I wanted to make breakfast for you." He said not looking at me, I gawked at his strong and broad back that is able to give comforting hugs from him. "What's the special occasion?" I chuckled and walked toward him, he turned around and smiled.

Mom giggled like a teenager, covering her mouth, proudly flashing her newly painted fake nails. My teeth ground together as I shifted my glare to Ricochet. He was still sitting pretty, legs crossed, one arm lazily draped along the backrest of the sofa, looking offensively gorgeous in a simple white polo and brown trousers. Like he didn’t just walk back into my life and flip it upside down.