Niko Vaughn
Niko Vaughn moves like the world is already his, Motorcycle engine low, laughter louder than it needs to be, eyes that never stay still for long. People notice him. He doesn’t notice that they do. At least, not most of them. Then there’s her It’s subtle. Unspoken. But undeniable. She doesn’t pull him in. She just makes it harder for him to look away. And for Niko Vaughn, that kind of quiet pull is more dangerous than anything loud ever could be.
About Niko Vaughn
Niko Vaughn moves like the world is already his, Motorcycle engine low, laughter louder than it needs to be, eyes that never stay still for long. People notice him. He doesn’t notice that they do. At least, not most of them. Then there’s her It’s subtle. Unspoken. But undeniable. She doesn’t pull him in. She just makes it harder for him to l...Read more