Solangelo Fanfiction Nico Collapses Novels & Stories

His fingers skimmed my collar, dragging lower, slow and possessive, igniting sparks where heat met skin. My breath sharpened, and my glare never wavered. “Dream on, De Luca,” I ground out, my voice rough, but a dark tremor twisted in my chest—an unwelcome pulse of fear and something worse. His smirk deepened, eyes dancing with delight. “Welcome to hell,” he purred, lethal and knowing. “And I don’t ruin the things I find… interesting.” “You’re not my prisoner, Niko,” Alessio’s smirk darkened, and without warning, his teeth grazed my lower lip in a wicked, biting tease—a dangerous promise laced with heat.

I growled. Nico smirked. "Oh, really? Don’t be so sure because I am after the one thing you love the most." I shook my head. “Over my dead body, you slimy bastard.” I narrowed my eyes and used my mind to place pressure on Nico’s head. Nico instantly dropped to his knees, letting out a roar echoing around the cement walls. I yanked on the ropes, wincing through the pain as my hands broke free, then ripped the tape off my feet, all while keeping my mind focused on killing Nico.

The impact was tremendous, and Nicole went flying over the handlebars, landing with a sickening thud on the hard earth. Jack's heart stopped as he watched in horror. "NICOLE!" he screamed, his voice echoing through the forest. He rushed to her side, his bike abandoned on the trail. Nicole was lying on the ground, her leg twisted at an awkward angle. Jack's heart sank as he saw the blood seeping from a deep gash on her leg. "Oh no, Nic, I'm so sorry," Jack whispered, his voice shaking with worry. He gently took her hand, trying to comfort her as she groaned in pain.

Kieran tried again, a little more firmly this time, carefully prying at Nico’s grip. Nico resisted. His jaw locked so tightly that blood seeped where his teeth had cut into the inside of his cheek. “Hellcat wouldn’t die like this,” he choked out. “He wouldn’t.” His voice broke. “He can’t…” Kieran closed his eyes for the briefest moment. “He would never…” The words dissolved into a sob. Nico shook uncontrollably, refusing to loosen his hold. Then— A sound rolled through the night. Low. Ancient.

he screams again. He manages to loosen his grip enough that I can take a breath, and in the next instant, he tackles Nico to the floor, and I gasp for air as he holds him down and repeats a bunch of stuff I don’t understand. “Stay with me,” Damian says. “Nico, we are back in your apartment in Paris.” Nico breathing hard and fast, his eyes fully dilated as they dart around the room. He’s a cornered animal right now unrecognizable but those eyes, they remind me of a small boy.

Nico murmured, offering her a glass of champagne as if they were nothing more than acquaintances making idle small talk. Elena hesitated before accepting it, fingers brushing against his. “I’m fine,” she said, her voice steady despite the rapid beat of her heart. Nico studied her for a moment, his expression unreadable. Then, without warning, he stepped closer, his breath warm against her ear as he whispered, “You’re in deeper than you realize.” Her grip tightened around the flute of champagne. “And you’re very persistent.” "Call it a bad habit.” Nico smirked. "If you want to join the game, the least you could do is understand the situation and learn the rules. Don't just blindly jump into i

“I said NOT NOW!!” Nico’s face tightened with frustration, his lips pulled inward, and before I could react, he grabbed the nearest glass decoration from the console table and flung it across the room. It shattered on the hard floor, shards spraying everywhere. Sarah, unfortunately, was walking right toward it and one of the sharper pieces cut her ankle. She let out a sharp gasp and staggered backward. “Sarah!” I ran to her side instantly. Luca spun around, eyes darkened in anger at Nico.

My face burned. Nico's eyes widened. “Oh. Ohhh. That good, huh?” I threw the pillow at him. “Shut up.” He dodged, cackling. “I don't believe it! Miss ‘I Need Three Dates Before Holding Hands’ had a one-night stand!” “It was a moment of weakness! I just wanted to get rid of the heart ache from Anth.” I protested, though the ache between my thighs reminded me just how strong that moment had been. Nico plopped onto the bed, his expression turning serious. “Okay, details. Now. Start from the very beginning.”

I look in the rearview mirror and see the western part of the warehouse collapsing. “Let Sergio know we’re out,” I tell Anton, then look at Nico. “Any problems?” “Other than you taking most of my stuff, no.” “I only wanted their building gone. You brought enough explosives to blow up half a continent.” I shake my head. Sergio was right. Nico’s completely out of control. NILA'S POV I open the door and see my mom standing there. “What are you doing here?” “You haven’t been answering your phone for weeks. I was worried.”

I am just too weak. When Alfred returns, I'd beg him to release Mom. I'd go as far away as I can so I don't ruin her perfect marriage again. Noah tried to take hold of my hand again, but this time I shrugged him off plainly. His eyes became sad like a cute puppy's, I'm not going to fall for that. “I'm sorry if I've been so harsh. I know she's your mom, but, holding you in my arms, drenched in blood. Fuck, Solene. I had no idea you were going to make it. I kept praying for you not to die.”