Zootopia Nick Goes Savage Novels & Stories

“Well, there was the time he tried to teach himself skateboarding…” I held James while Nick told silly stories about Ethan. For a moment, his joy made me forget where we were. The sound of his laughter somehow made this awful place feel okay. Looking at Nick—disheveled, chained up, but still trying to make a scared child laugh—I saw past the business schemes and takeover plans. This was the real Nick. The one who’d drop everything to protect a child. Who’d use humor to chase away fear. Maybe I’d been too quick to judge his motives.

She touched his hand, "Hey ... relax ... I got this ... you're underestimating my survival skill, like you said ... animal instinct, I think it's embedded in our DNA to find a way to survive when we need it most." He nodded, not the least bit convinced. He didn't want to sound condescending, he chose not to say anything. Her instincts probably have never been exercised and polished since the day she was born. Like any caged animals in the zoo, they would have to re-learn everything once they were back to their natural habitat. Most may not even survive and had to be placed in a sanctuary instead. "Or ..." she looked at him intently. He waited for her next sentence. "You can come with me? I'l

But before I could, the flaming doorframe above us gave a loud crack and started to collapse. My pupils constricted. I didn't even have time to think before I instinctively threw myself over Cloris to shield her. I expected the searing pain from the flames to follow. But… the pain never came. Instead, I heard a muffled grunt from above. I looked up, and there was Nick, in wolf form, bracing his entire body under the flaming doorframe. He held it up with sheer strength to shield us from the collapse and make way for us to run.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Wigdon made for the same fence he’d just scaled to gain access in the first place, an attempt to escape. “Dammit!” Aaron shouted, and unwilling to let this one get away, he sprinted the length of the gorilla building, knowing Wigdon would likely pass by in a second. As soon as the Vampire appeared beneath him, Aaron launched himself off the roof, taking the Vampire completely by surprise. Before he could even make a sound, Aaron had him by the head, and a few seconds later, there was nothing left but a pile of ashes. Without a word, he dusted his hands off on his pants and made his way out of the zoo toward their vehicles.

The Zodiac finally hit the sand with a jarring thud. Gabe and Nick clambered out, boots sinking into the wet shoreline. They both turned and watched in grim silence as the remains of Zodiac One were dragged beneath the surface in a tremendous splash. Gabe glanced at his son, whose wide, vacant stare betrayed the utter shattering of everything he thought he knew. “Now… do you believe me?” Nick didn’t speak. His face said it all. Gabe followed the ripple on the surface—watched as the monstrous current began shifting, creeping slowly away from the wreckage.

Nick's pulling me towards the door, his grip firm but gentle. "Are you going to let them lock you up, Zac?" he asks, his voice low. "Because this is how they shut people up, by labeling them as crazy." The cold fury coursing through me doesn’t lessen. It shifts. It focuses. I let Nick pull me, but my anger still burns, a wildfire ready to explode. My Cynamon, my other half is missing. Werewolves are being tortured. And this… this pointless interview has only deepened my despair.

Everyone watches me including the twins. " I'm sorry." I mutter. " Fuck..." Coen mutters. I get it, they don't like the word sorry. Saying sorry is like digging your grave five times faster. God I'm such an idiot. Nick pulls out his cigarette from his mouth and blows out his cigarette. He grabs his gun from the coffee table and aims it at me. He pulls the trigger, surprisingly i duck and it hits the wall behind me. Nick stands up at once. He's in rage and he's angry. Really angry. I just did something i shouldn't have done. I'm a mess right now

George cried as the chicken pecked at him. “Bhabe, faster, run!” “Hahahaha!” Nick and I couldn’t stop laughing as we watched them. They’re both black belters, yet a chicken was their biggest enemy. Good thing Manong Castro managed to calm the rooster down. ~~~ **End of Flashback** ~~~ I still laugh whenever I remember that. “I know why you're laughing, Boobae,” Scarlett said, raising an eyebrow. “Hahahaha!” I burst out laughing even harder. Nick laughed too.

My ex-colleague, Brenda Wilson, finds out from an unknown source that I have taken in an adopted son. Because of that, she insists on matchmaking my son with her niece. "My niece has graduated from a proper college, you know! You don't have to prepare any fancy wedding gifts… Just 800 thousand dollars will do! On top of that, you can put her name on the deed of that fancy deluxe apartment in the city center. "From the way I see it, there's no need to choose the perfect date anymore. They should get their marriage registered tomorrow and do their best to give birth to a cute baby boy!" My adopted son has a volatile temper, so there's no way he'll go on a blind date with some random woman.

“I wouldn’t let him touch me if the Goddess herself said he was the only male in the world who could give me an orgasm.” Ouch. But it got worse. Right after, one of the she-wolves in her squad pulled Bhakti into a hot-as-hell kiss, grinding against her as Nick watched, slack-jawed. Apparently, it was so intense, Nick nearly busted his zipper. The she-wolf had smirked at him, licking her lips. “Good thing you don’t need a male to get pleasure,” she’d purred. Now, Nick is apologizing. “I didn’t realize your cocky attitude from high school affected her that much,” he says.