Solangelo Fanfiction Nico Collapses Novels & Stories

“ No! Help me! I’m so sorry! “ I screamed, seeing Vincenzo coming for his revenge. He was holding a knife and he had a deadly look on his face. I felt nothing but fear burning me out from the inside. I couldn’t help but let out another scream. Hadn’t I killed him? Was it possible to survive a bullet wound to the head? It was then that I felt someone shaking me. The image of Vincenzo started fading away and my eyes snapped open immediately. I heaved out a sigh of relief when I realized that it was a dream. Sweat drenched my clothes and my heartbeat was calming. “Here’s some water, “ Nikolai said while handing me a glass which I took and drank from greedily. He didn’t need to ask to know what

I hear footsteps coming up to Nic's room. "Nic," I mutter and he continues to kiss my neck, "stop it. Someone is coming." Nic doesn't stop and continues to kiss me and I roll my eyes. Nic moves his lips up to kiss by my ear and whispers, "like I care." After that he presses his lips to mine lightly. Right then the door swings open and Nic pulls away. "Seriously Nico?" Stefano groans as he covers his eyes. "You get here before everyone and you take the girl to have-"

" don't suppress those voices I want to hear them all, I want to you to scream my name" he announced again, and like a good five years old girl I let go of my lower lip. A moan involuntarily escaped my lips while he sucked my skin over my breast. I was feeling myself wet and soaking at the lower part. It was unbearable, I want Nico there, right now. Nico didn't undo his shirt, still, I took a glance at his chest, it was crowded with ink. Strange!! His voice echoed in my ears when he said he'll ruin me, he can't, I'm sure.

“I know that even if I banish you, you’ll find a way to return... to take back my sons. So I’ve prepared this, to make sure that never happens. This is my final punishment for you.” As soon as he said those words, he vanished. His entire presence simply disappeared before me. I clenched my fists tightly. Then, out of nowhere, my attention snapped toward the window. Luna Ravina had appeared. “Angelicca... Looks like they have to send you off sooner than expected... But I will add something to the punishment... Thank goodness I wasn't late for this..." I didn’t hesitate. I rushed toward her with full force but just as I was about to reach her, a sudden burst of black light exploded from the cr

For now That’s the part that made my stomach drop The black SUV drove us to a small airport No signs No people Just a private plane on the tarmac Get in the agent said This will take you to your new location Where Nico asked Safe house she said We’ll tell you when we land I got on the plane Sat by the window Nico sat next to me Didn’t let go of my hand New names he whispered Feels like we’re dead Maybe we are I said The old us He looked at me Then smiled Small I like Aria Collins Sounds strong I like Nico Reed too Sounds like someone who reads books We both almost laughed Almost The plane took off Two hours No turbulence No problems Just clouds Halfway there Nico’s new phone buzzed Unknown n

CRACK. Plastic and glass shattered everywhere, skidding across the floorboards, the screen going dark instantly. Nico ground his heel down onto the broken pieces once, hard, just to be sure it was dead, before looking back up at her. His chest was heaving slightly, his nostrils flared, his eyes burning with a mix of fury and betrayal. “So this is what you do now,” he said, his voice low, deadly quiet, vibrating with tension. “Run off in a hurry. Tell me it’s an emergency. Tell me you need space… just to go see your little boyfriend.”

The alpha energy radiating off him was suffocating, filling the small room with a heavy, crushing pressure. "Tate, please!" Nicole begged, her voice rising in absolute desperation. "The kids are here! Look at them! Don't scare them, please! They are already terrified!" The mention of the children pierced through the thick fog of Storm’s blind fury. Tate’s chest heaved. He blinked, the solid black in his eyes receding just enough to show the dark brown underneath. He looked down sharply and saw Maple and Rosy huddled against Nicole. Tate opened his hand. Sophia dropped like a stone, collapsing into a heap on the floorboards, clutching her neck and gasping violently for air as she wept.

"Turns out, you were the devil dragging me to hell." I hung up. Powered off. Julian looked at me. He pulled me tighter. "If you're worried..." "I'm not." I shook my head. "He's better off dead." But my voice shook when I said it. Half an hour later, my other phone beeped. A multimedia text. Sender: Nico Russo. I tapped the video. Gunfire roared. Snow flew everywhere. Nico took a bullet to the chest. Blood painted the snow red. He stumbled back against the ice rock. The exact spot where I collapsed back then.

Red lights, loud music, perfume, and danger hung in the air like perfume mixed with smoke. Bodies swayed, drinks spilled, and secrets buzzed around in the corners of every whispered conversation. Marco slid his arms around my waist when I walked in, pressing a kiss to my cheek. “You look hot,” he said. “You better hope I do,” I said, letting myself laugh for a second. But the truth was… something felt off. I looked around. Nico was leaned against the wall, sipping soda, barely talking to anyone. His eyes flicked toward the door every few minutes like he was expecting someone.

From his eyes, to the way he said my name. I hated it. Why couldn't he have simply killed me? Why go through all this farce? “I told you, Dante,” He chuckled, his smirk knowing. “I want you.” The last statement sent more chills down my spine, cooling down the burning attraction in me to an ember. “Not everyone is a toy for you to fuck around with,” I shot back. Nero wasn't one to back down and he responded immediately. “You are mine. Your words don't count, Dante Solace. Be grateful,” He stated.