Will And Nico Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Why are they staring at me like I’m the solution to their dilemma? Minutes crawl by. My heartbeat hammers in my ears. Finally, Nico breaks his stare and turns sharply to Luca. He gives him a glare that isn’t quite vicious. There’s an easy familiarity there. A bond between them. I can swear they’re friends. “Mess this up one more time, and I swear, I’m getting you fired,” Nico growls. Without another word, he takes my hand, guiding me through the club, leaving Luca’s stammered “thanks” behind.

His big hand came up and gently grabbed my chin, forcing me to keep looking at him. “I’m afraid you’re too little to handle me,” he said quietly, his voice rough and serious. “I’m a possessive jackass, Delilah. If I have you once… I might not let you go.” Those words hit me deep. A warm, excited smile bloomed inside my chest. He finally admitted it. He wanted me that badly. But at the same time, a little fear mixed in. Nico wasn’t like the boys I knew. He was older, bigger, and the way he was looking at me now… it felt like he could really own me if he wanted.

035 Brianna Pounds I stared at the dark screen of my phone, the sounds of skin against skin from inside still echoing in my mind. I wasn't sure if I was imagining them or if Nico would really go that far with her. Would he actually sleep with her? If he wasn't already. I could have looked right then to be certain, but I was done with Nico. Damn him. Damn anyone who tried to convince me otherwise. Damn this entire arrangement.

The voice came from the doorway, hesitant. Nico didn’t turn. “Speak.” “The file you requested,” his assistant, Will, said carefully as he walked in with a tablet. “On Ava Williams.” Nico finally turned. He set the glass down with a heavy thud and walked over to take the tablet from Will’s hands. He swiped through.

Nick snarls. I grip his shirt to make sure he doesn’t try to leave. “Calm down, babe; it’s not like me and him are sleeping together; the most he gets out of me are little tap kisses; it will be over soon; you just have to be patient.” I say. Nick glares at me, his eyes changing, his wolf trying to claw his way out. “Tell me, Riah, do you enjoy when his lips are on yours?” Nick is furious.

I will never allow them to be together. They leave immediately after talking to Veronica. They looked perfect together and I envy them. After watching them leave, I walked to Nica's room. She was still crying when I walked in. “I am sorry you found me like this.” She says, while trying to wipe away the tears, which obviously she could not do it. “Calm down.” I say as I help her wipe them. I noticed she was pale. Her eyes were turning white, it looked like she did not have blood in her stream. This made me worry so much about her.

Nico swallowed hard. “Because she’s not a game to me anymore.” Silence again. “So,” Nico said, voice rough, “this is it? You’re really going to fight me for her?” I stepped even closer. “You said you don't remember her. Once you once again do…” I trailed off, “then we’ll see who she chooses.” “And if I don’t remember her?” he whispered. “Then I won’t let her look back.” Nico’s nostrils flared. “You think she likes you that much?” he scoffed.

"I watched you eat a seven-inch sub sandwich in one bite, Jer," Niko teased, a smirk playing on his lips as he guided his thick shaft into my mouth. "This won't be a problem for you." I shook my head, gagging slightly as he thrust. Nope... not a problem I couldn't handle. Jeremy Jacobson is the weakest link on the Westbrook University hockey team, he’s timid, insecure, and trapped in a toxic, hidden relationship with the team’s golden-boy captain, Axel Carter—the same guy who used to bully him and now completely owns him. But the game changes when Niko Archer storms into his life. Niko is everything Axel isn't: an openly gay former captain, a self-proclaimed bad boy, and exceptionally g

“We can check her closet. Find the shoes, and run a cross examination with the sole and the foot prints at the scene. But I'm sure: she’ll deny and cry persecution.” “She can cry all she likes,” Nero murmured. “I will count bones.” A brief silence ensued, as Nero’s narrowed eyes still observed the images on the screen closely. Nico hesitated but finally decided to ask the question that had been on his mind. “So, boss, am I forgiven?” Nero cast him a glance, one dark brow perfectly raised. “What are you, my wife? You make it sound like we're in a relationship, Nico.” He sighed dramatically. “I have to break it to you: you're not my type.”

Nico braced himself for our encounter, but I had so much rage I slammed into him with such force we blew through the brick fireplace into the next room. I heard Malachi and Hunter enter and shout Paisley's name with fear. Nico threw a right hook into my jaw with my distraction, knocking me back. "Ha, you always were the weak link between your brother's. Why do you think Gabe was always my favorite?" Nico laughed. "The sad part is that you actually thought you could protect her from me, and let me tell you, she was the best piece of ass. So tight it was like fucking a goddess, perfect perky breasts. Oh, and when I made her cum, her moans were like a symphony," Nico added, getting a rise out o