Color. It's something our brain makes up. It doesn't really exist. So how come everyone made a big fuss about meeting and touching their soulmate so they could see in color? After all, what's so bad about black and white? Aren't they colors too? That's what Nico thought anyway. When he was younger he had tried to ima...
Before Nico di Angelo was put into the Lotus Hotel his mother, Maria, was killed. He doesn't remember a lot about before the Lotus Hotel, so how was he supposed to know that he had a godmother that was somehow still alive. Natasha Romanoff was an assassin, but she still had friends. It was more like one friend and she...
All his life, Nico di Angelo has dreamed of being a New York City musical theatre actor - and after years of hard work, he makes it, and life couldn't be better. He's starring in a show on Broadway with his two best friends - that is, until an accident at rehearsal sets him back - way back. After being taken to the h...
a cute boy moves in next door to nico, who's too much of an introvert to give a fuck. somehow, he falls in love anyway. turkish translation by the wonderful disolace: http://my.w.tt/UiNb/imTJxepKdC some info you should know: this part is lowercase intended. the actual story is NOT lowercase only. if swearing bothers y...
I'm Nico Di Angelo. I live in a old town with very few people. My mom and dad are divorced, and my dad is abusive. I don't really have any friends because my father will use them against me. Well there's my biography. I'll have Will write his later. Anyway, this is the story of the Ghost King. Hi. I'm Will. Nico is...
After the tragedy , Nico was left all alone. Or was he? WARNING: In future chapters this story might have explict langauge and sexual content. You have been warned
Nico has lived with that term all his life. Psychopath. He knew it was muttered behind his back when he walked through school. Thats how the world saw him. The boy who hears voices, the guy who talks to himself. Everyone defined him by his mental illness, and no one had ever bothered to know him. The word wasn't ev...