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Work and personal life were entirely different. "What novel are you looking for ??" "The notebook by Nicholas Sparks" he answered. He was too close to me so I tried to keep a distance from him. I don't like him too close to me. It made me suffocated. After looking for sometimes I finally found that book. He gave me a charming smile and thanked me and walked out of the library. I again caught him staring at me during classes. But I ignored him. Amanda was giving me evil stares. She was always clinging to him. In the evening Mike came to the library.

That fucking thought haunts me each night that I fucking struggle to sleep. "If it's not for the fact that she doesn't want to marry Kairos anymore. What else could be the reason why she left home, Isla?" He asked. Nicholas tried to pull me behind his back. That made his father smirk. "Well it looks like I am not the only Spencer who is physically attracted to you," he mumbled as he stared at his son with a hint of rascality in his eyes. "I did offer her to come to me once she is done here... you know me Nicho. I have a heart for poor people and I love charity cases."

Of course! Nicholas Atkins is hot meat for most girls. This girl looked pretty and sexy—in a respectable kind of way. Unlike Saucy, who had a big neon sign on her forehead that spelled a four-letter word, starting with an ‘s’ and ending with a ‘t.’ “She’s hot,” I whispered under my breath. Nicholas glanced over at the girl again, who was still looking at him. “I guess,” he said. “Not your type?” He stared at me for a long moment. I didn’t know what he was thinking but somehow, when he studied my face, he looked thoughtful. Then he sighed and looked away from me. “I must be out of my mind.”

The only person that would speak to me for more than 5 seconds was acting like I was a first class enemy of the state. "On the contrary Nic, I'm still quite powerful, I'm just wondering why you would choose to love a human so deeply, maybe she cast a spell on you because the Nicholas I know doesn't understand the meaning of love," he said with a smirk. I was beginning to see why Nicholas didn't like this Uncle of his. He had no finesse, no empathy and basically no emotion. Here I was thinking Nicholas was proud until he came along to show me the definition of pride. "You don't know me Matthew, and you don't know a thing about love," he retorted.

She whispered, collecting her messed up situation, in a low shaky voice, "From when you have started taking permission?? Just speak it Nick.” Nicholas looked down at Daisy’s face and measured her with hesitating expression. Then after a little pause, he spoke out, “Look Daisy I don't know that I should tell you this or not, but I have a soft corner for you and I don't see you just as a friend but there is something else for you in my heart. I am feeling that I like you but not love.”

Alessia. How stupid right? How stupid that I smile foolishly at the thought of the new guy, Harden. The instant we parted ways in school, he was all I thought about throughout the day. There's just something about him. He's strange yet so...... loveable. We've only known each other for a whole day but I think about him like we've known each other for so long. There is something about him. Something spooky, especially when I look at his eyes. The way he stares at me, the way he speaks so flirtatiously, the way he knows what to say. It's like he could read my fucking mind and know exactly what I wanna say.

Fans can be seen in a long queue just to see them and Alissa saw one of her favorite writers. Nicholas Sparks. His book is a gift. Romance with elements of tragedy and healing, family-oriented and just pure tear-jerker. His book fills one of the racks in her home and she has cherished every book like they were her babies. Her feet were dying to walk themselves up to him and meet the brilliant guy. She regretted not bringing her own book to get a signature but she was adamant on getting it one way or another.

she said, taking out a heart-warming romantic movie. “Oh, it’ll give me diabetes. Why don’t you choose something thrilling, like a horror movie or a psychological thriller?” said Nicholas. “I hate psychological thrillers. I can’t stay alone after I watch one of those.” “Who’s asking you to stay alone? You can always stay with me,” he said with a smirk. “No, thanks. I’d rather watch a romantic movie and stay alone.”

I needed to soothe and treat her so I could get some information about her brother once more. I faked a cough in the middle of her chugging an ice cream. "So, uhm. . . as I was asking earlier, do you also read fiction books?" Her face automatically lit up. "Of course, yes! I love fiction books, especially romance genre." I nodded. "Hmm, what about. . . uhm, Nicholas Sparks? You know that writer--" She suddenly stopped eating her ice cream as her eyes widened. "Oh my gosh! Yes! I love all of his books! I thanked God for him because he really makes good romance books."

"I feel like I've been waiting for this moment for a long time." Sarah smiled back, her eyes sparkling. "I know exactly what you mean. I've been looking forward to this all week." Their conversation flowed easily, discussing everything from their shared love of books to their childhood memories. "I have to say, I'm really impressed by your taste in literature," Nicholas said, raising an eyebrow. "I didn't expect you to be a fan of classic novels." Sarah laughed. "Well, I guess I'm full of surprises. But I have to say, I'm loving getting to know you better, Nicholas. You're not at all what I expected."