~ Three years later ~ A shared past. A complicated present. And a connection that refuses to fade.

AU: After Casa Amor leaves them both single, Olandria Carthen and Nic Vansteenberghe get locked in a private hotel room for two days - no phones, no cameras, no escape. She thought it would be harmless. He had already decided she was his. What happens in that room doesn't stay in that room. By the time they walk back into the villa, Ola is completely ruined for anyone else... and Nic is done pretending. No more hiding. No more Taylor. No more games. From villa chaos and jealous exes to public votes, villa splits, and the real world waiting outside the gates - this is the story of the couple America never saw coming and the possessive love that started with one locked door. Raw. Obsessive. Addictive. And once Nic sets his mind on forever... there's no going back. MATURE | Interracial Romance | Possessive MMC | Strong Black FMC | Love Island USA | Hotel to Real Life | He Falls First & Hardest

A collection of oneshots about my favs: Nicolandria!

"We're not coupled up. We're not supposed to want each other. But he keeps finding his way back to me anyway." Everyone enters the villa single. That's the whole point. Now, Olandria's back on her own, nursing a slow-burn connection that never got the timing right. Nic? He's still in his couple-with Cierra. Untouched. Uncrossed. For now. But one late-night stare too long... One step toward the stairs when the villa sleeps... And everything shifts. In this villa, cameras catch everything- But what happens when the connection they swore to ignore becomes too loud to hide? Forbidden. Unspoken. Unmatched. A Love Island AU where temptation takes center stage.

A NicOlandrian Love Story.

you make it look so easy leaving everything behind ˖ . ݁𝜗𝜚. ݁₊ vamp!olandria x werewolf!nic

this clash of personalities is like no other. but as the saying goes, what's meant to be, will be. or does fate have it wrong this time? also on A03, user joonjelly

"A lot of girls like bad boys, but that's not really my type. I love me a gentle ass man." "One like me?" Nic asked with a grin splattered on his face as he looked at Olandria. She turned to him, starting into his eyes--they were quite pretty eyes, and squeezed her face in a 'be serious' way. "You not a gentleman, in fact you everything but one." She laughed. "But I could be, for the right girl I mean" He shrugged, moving closer to her. "And you think I'm the right girl?" "Not think. Know."

"she's one of the most attractive women i've ever seen in my lifetime." "it's a part of you." smut, fluff, angst (maybe), some aus possibly