Nico Verce writes emotionally damaged disasters and calls it fiction.
His books deliver sarcasm, psychological chaos, and at least one character you’ll regret catching feelings for.
He refuses to stick to one genre—but you can always count on dark humor, bitey banter, and something getting set on fire (emotionally or literally. Probably both).
When not spiraling through drafts, Nico is usually somewhere he shouldn’t be—riding too fast, dancing too hard, or making questionable life choices in the name of narrative research.
