Solangelo Fanfiction Nico Collapses Novels & Stories

“I’m taking the longest shower known to man. Tomorrow we rest, then rehearse again. Good night, Ezra!” “Night.” I lingered behind as everyone dispersed. My brain was already spinning through harmonies and melodies, half-anticipating what walking into our room would feel like. I turned down the corridor… and froze. Nico. Standing casually against the wall near my door, like he’d been waiting. My stomach dropped. “What do you want?” He smiled that smooth, snake-like smile. “To talk. I owe you an apology.” My grip on my bag tightened. “For which time exactly?”

He orders and one of the business men looks at me before shifting his gaze to Nico. "Sir, I don't think……" He starts but is stopped by Nico's cold gaze. "You don't think what?" Nico asks the room temperature dropping by a few degrees. Ah, I missed this coldness. Maybe I should just… I close my mouth with the back of my hand as I yawn. Closing my eyes, I allow myself to drift off, falling asleep. *Domenico Perez POV*

Nico was certain that whatever was wrong with her had something to do with Santiago, but they couldn’t tell what Amelie hadn’t told them anything when she had returned, and now he hated himself for not noticing anything previously. He sat in a chair pulled closed to the bed, elbows braced on his knees as he stared at her motionless body. Her lips were pale, breathing barely there, like it was a conscious effort for her to stay. Like one wrong thing and she would come crashing down, slipping away from them. And Nico didn’t want that to happen. He didn’t want to lose her, even if it meant sharing her with his brothers. He didn’t mind it, as long as he still had a piece of her.

I glare at Nico, who is sitting directly opposite me, his legs crossed, his piercing icy blue eyes drinking in the sight of me. I'm cuffed to the chair, unable to escape. The tattoo artist begins preparing my skin, and I can feel my heart pounding in my chest. Nico suddenly stands up and leans down, his fingers grazing the top of my breasts, right where he wants the tattoo. I feel a jolt of electricity at his touch, despite my revulsion. He resumes his seat, his gaze never leaving me. I swallow hard as the tattoo needles get closer, the pain already searing through my skin. I'm about to scream when Nico orders his men to gag me.

I shook my head. “Now,” I demanded. I had an idea. “Lupo, I want you. Take me hard.” Nicco’s eyes flashed black and his voice deepened. “I don’t want to hurt you,” he said. “You won’t,” I promised, excited by the look on Nicco’s face. He stepped out of his pants and stood between my knees. I bent my legs and Nicco grabbed me under the knees, lining himself up.

I take her hand and watch helplessly as our brother’s bones snap and reconfigure into his human form. I want to help him, but I don’t know what to do. I remember my first shift. It was horrible. I wouldn’t wish that on anyone, but I also know that there is nothing I can do to make this easier for him. The only thing that helped me was Doc Everett knocking me out. Since Iniko isn’t a hybrid, this should be a normal shift, except Iniko isn’t normal. No one knows what will happen with him after he shifts. Will he finally regain his memories from his life before now? Will he want Eliane as his mate again? Will the rift between him and Ancalagon start all over again?

I rambled out, without an iota of shame. “You will have it inside you soon, baby,” Niccolo growled against the crook of my shoulder while palming my ass. “But first, I'm going to loosen you up before making passionate love to you. You know how tight you are and I don't want to hurt you in the slightest.” “Y-You are not going to h-” The rest of my utterance remained stuck in my voicebox and a loud screech escaped me in its place, as Niccolo captured my clit in a passionate smooch without warning.

I hate him! Nic reaches over and rests a hand on my leg. “Don't cry, babe.” She hisses. “He isn't worth your tears.” Selena rubs her hand up and down my arm. “There has to be an explanation.” She exhales roughly. “Don Valentino never makes the same mistake twice.” Nic snorts, “he's fucked up with my girl from the get-go. He doesn't deserve her.” Her words come out bitterly. Abruptly, I can sense his presence in the room before I see him.

It almost looks cute. "I don't know what weird voodoo you've got my sister in, and I don't care. Let her go so I can kill you and get this over with." Nico says. Their heads snap up and Sorrelina smirks behind her gag. Matteo walks towards us, "Dom, baby. What took you so long?" "You obviously don't like your life anymore, is that it? Do you want to die?" Nico asks him, pulling out his gun. "Ah ah, you don't want to do that with your sister bound and at my mercy. Now sit"

I held her hands as I spoke softly to her. The more I stared at her, the more I realized just how much I have fallen for her and it will break me to lose her. I can't, I can't lose her too... "Why am I so messed up?" Maybe it's my fault she's in this condition. "Why do I always lose the people I love?" Nicole is very important to me and it hurts to see her laying here, looking so pale... "Please get the fuck up." I raised my voice slightly out of frustration.