Alpha Nicholas Novels & Stories

Apphia The shifting was painful, but I pushed through. Nicholas was by my side, making it manageable. My wolf is a pretty one, too—so unusual but lovely. Ziora is lean and tall. We were stunned to see Nicholas' lycan, Nico. He is very tall with powerful muscles and paws. His fur is midnight black, and it glistens under the moon. He's majestic and sexy.

he stated with finality. I retorted abruptly, “Well, I don’t have any reason to believe that. You are either good or bad. Either black or white. And he is not good, at least.” He passed me a sad smile, “Gray. Nicholas is gray. You don’t know him yet. Give things some time and it'll all eventually make sense.” I let out a dark chuckle, “Time is all I have in the world right now but still I don’t wanna waste even a second of it on your ruthless Alpha.”

he inquired, his voice dripping with charm and confidence, "I am Nicholas Brandson," he declared, reaching out his hand for a handshake. Did I hear correctly? Did he introduce himself as Nicholas Brandson? The very same Nicholas Brandson who is known as the ruthless Mafia Lord, feared and revered by many? I was taken aback by the weight of his presence, standing in awe, realizing that I needed to respond and meet his outstretched hand.

he begins his voice smooth but laced with something sinister. I nod, my throat dry. Nicholas chuckles darkly. "Oh, Anna. You really have no idea, do you? About who I am, why I came into your life, or why you’re sitting here right now." His words hang heavy in the air, and my unease grows. “Nicholas, what are you talking about?" He swirls his wine glass, his eyes gleaming with malice. "Ten years ago, Damien Donovan killed the woman I loved."

He had a strong jawline, high cheekbones, and a lean, muscular frame. Nicholas was dressed in a navy-blue suit with a subtle plaid pattern, paired with a light gray shirt and no tie, giving him a refined but laid-back vibe. His brown leather loafers and a matching belt complete his outfit. Alex, like Nicholas, stands tall at 6’4”, with a physique that mirrored his twin’s lean muscular build. However, Alex’s presence was far colder and more intimidating. His jet-black hair was longer than Nicholas’s, slicked back meticulously to enhance his sharp, angular features. His sea-blue, roving eyes are piercing and icy.

But that doesn’t mean I’m going to give this arrogant bastard the satisfaction of acknowledging that. Chase Walker, the new Alpha of the Norbury pack. I’ve seen him before from a distance, but never up close like this. I’d be lying if I said he wasn’t nice to look at. He’s just as big as the other alphas, but not quite as bulky- though the sleeves of his hoodie are pushed up to the elbows and from the taut muscles of his forearms, it looks like he’s well on his way. He’s got a jawline sharp enough to cut stone and eyes so dark I could drown in their depths, framed by dark lashes beneath his furrowed brow. His chocolate brown hair is messy atop his head, peeking out from under the hood of his

His hand automatically reached out to tug at Ainar’s robe to get his attention. “Ainar,” he called in a whisper, eyes not straying away from the familiar alpha standing in front. Ainar did not turn his head to him, but produced an acknowledging hum, hands engulfing Gavin’s that was tugging at his robe, turning them so their hands were intertwined. “That’s him.” “Who?” Ainar replied, voice just as quiet. “The alpha I met that night! Him! Alpha Nicholas!” “What—” “I am Alpha Nicholas of Tundra,” the alpha introduced himself out loud, cutting Gavin and Ainar’s silent conversation.

Nicholas stood up when Michael asked, “Where is the guard? What did you do to him?” Nicholas chuckled, “Why did you ask as if I had killed him? I didn’t do anything to him. I just asked him to watch my prey until I return” Nicholas has become a sex freak since Kira left, he seeks who would fill the void Kira left but has found none. Christopher and Michael also felt it but not as strongly as Nicholas who was going crazy because of it, he changes women like they're clothes and none fits, they can't get over their ex Luna but they believe they will. They all assume that once the sacrifice was done, they would all be in control again.

“Need I help you?” “I believe that you should know who I am. Considering that there has been ongoing commotion about you and I always did come with my alpha.” He said, and I frowned. “Nikolai. Alpha Giovanni’s…” “Beta.” I said, stopping him. I clenched my fists and he studied my expression. He gave me a faint smile. “I see my reputation precedes me. But I aim you no harm.” I didn’t answer. He stepped farther in, gaze sweeping over me like he was assessing a puzzle piece.

The announcer walked up to meet Nicholas, obstructing his movement. "I didn't come here to be a part of you. I am here to correct you and put sense into your head. You are just a bunch of stupid privileged folks." Fuming with anger, he lambasted them all and despite how angry they seemed, none of them shunned him. "What do you want, Nicholas?" Another man, who seemed to be the oldest amongst them, approached him and asked gently. "Alpha Sawyer, you have to let her go. She knows nothing about what you are accusing her of doing!" Nicholas pointed to me and I felt like disappearing out of his sight.