Ally Nickerson Novels & Stories

All because of Nick. He is therapy.

"Ni—Nicholas?" "Fuck…"

Nick: But you're not coming back yet. Emma: Not yet. Nick: I know. I just needed to say it. Emma: Say it as many times as you need. Nick: I miss you. Emma: I miss you too. Nick: I miss you. Emma: I know. Nick: I'll let you go. Read your book. Become a person. Emma: Nick? Nick: Yes? Emma: Thank you. For waiting. Nick: There's nowhere else I'd rather be. Emma put down her phone.

She bit her lip and reluctantly nodded. I smiled and thanked her as I positioned near the microphone. “Mic test, mic test.” I started. “Hello everyone. This is Nero Nicholas Bennett of the Beach House Chain of Resorts and Hotels. I am speaking as of the moment to call the attention of my girlfriend, Miss Kinsella Annabelle Sloane. Baby, are you here?”

he said jokingly. “Get the hell out of here.” Nick was clearly fed up with his friend. "Wait, Nick. But what your mom said is true. You haven't been close to any other women for five years, after you broke up with Brianna." Nick was silent for a few seconds before finally getting up from his chair. He walked calmly to the corner of the room, then grabbed his jet-black baseball bat. “Eric...” he said softly, but it was enough to make Eric scared instantly.

Mike said softly to him before he turned his attention back to Luke. “Listen to me Mister whosoever you are, I didn't want to go to this extent, but since the reason why we are here is so important, then let me tell you this… We are not any fuckers you can disrespect as you wish, you got that? This guy here is Nicholas, Nicholas Nelson. And I mean the country God as everyone calls him. And I, I'm Mike, Mike Shelton. So, you better think twice before you fucked with us if you value your life.”

"I think I needed to earn it's trust before it would listen to me. I still have no clue where to start on using actual magic." "That we can start after a brief nap." I yawned, a suggestion the others couldn't help but agree with. A shrill ringing sounded from Nicki's pocket. She fished her phone out and glared darkly at the screen before placing it against her ear. "Wow, a brush with death earns me a call from the irresistible Dean Marsh?" She cooed sweetly; her face schooled into a deadly mask. I could hear a string of angry words on the other end, but tried to give her just a fragment of privacy, even though both Tyra and I were hanging onto every one of her words. "Why the hell should I m

Within a minute, he was out of the conference hall to be back in his office, which was just adjacent to it. He quickly opened the message box of his latest iphone and read the message sent by Nick once again....it was just one sentence " Zie, we got something...call me once you get free" Nick was a childhood friend of Zieve...his real name was Nicholas Jayden...but he preferred himself being called Nick or Nick Jay.

Mordrake Whitlock POV's ""How about you two?"" ""There's no need to tell you my name, tho"" ""Just tell him, to finished his craziness."" ""Tch. My name is Nick."" ""Samantha here."" I wear my glasses and starts glaring at them three. While on my right, I handed a black simple book. While Athena was in the corner of the office waiting for her final judgement. ""Mr. Wilson. I knew that you have a wife whose named is Susan, don't you?""

While I didn’t particularly like her this close, my scent seemed to calm her enough to peek through her fingers at the hunk of meat this man was on his way to becoming. “Erik told my girl that he saw her talking to Nic. Considering he’s only ever seen her at the bar, that narrows down the list significantly. What is the alias Nic goes by?” The man’s grin remained in place. I had half a mind to shatter his jaw and weld his mouth shut with the god-awful scent emanating from the cavity.