If You Like Nicholas Sparks Novels & Stories

A glimpse into this notebook revealed that Nikita did not like fish, she despised onions, ginger, and garlic, she loved cherries, and she was often in a bad mood in the first hour upon waking. Spencer's friends were, politely speaking, outright appalled when they learned this. They asked, "Doesn't it get tiring, being with such a fickle woman?" Spencer's reply was apt. "Don't you think it's rather cute?" Spencer's friends did not have a comeback for that.

" He said as he was thinking aloud. "I'll ease the burden for you. I'm going to ask you several inquiries. Consider it as a sort of speed dating. I chuckled. "Alright, shoot." Grinning, he said. "Favourite music?" "Alternative." "Favourite movie?" he asked in return. That one is challenging. I have a strong affection for The Notebook." He chuckled and showed off his brilliant teeth. I'm down for a dude who enjoys girl films. But The Notebook is way overrated, I have to admit. The movies and books of Nicholas Sparks were superior to that one." I answered.

“And you can be nice if you want to. I know you pretend to hate me and my sisters and you are sometimes harsh, but you are very nice and caring.” Nicholas smiled. “Really?” “Hmmm.” She gently pried Nicholas’ fingers away from her head and sat up. “Why do you like Ashley anyway?” “Well….” “Wait, let me guess. You like her because she’s beautiful, classy and knows how to spend.” Nicholas gave her a look. “Seriously?” “What? Wasn’t that what you told me when I asked?” “Do you want me to answer you?” “Yes. But you must not yell at me like you did the last time.”

“Are you trying to say that I’m being dramatic, Nicholas?” “Not dramatic. Sentimental,” Nicholas corrected. “Also, do you know what Roger Freeman’s up to, these days? I’d like to get his contact information.” “Why?” she asked. “So that I can tell him that he’s the dumbest man alive,” Nicholas replied, shaking his head. “And if not the dumbest, then he’s easily in the Top Five.” “Oh yeah, easily,” Molly agreed, leaning into Nicholas’ side. “Speaking of men who fall in love with cities, what made you fall in love with New York City?”

"Yes, you're right. He is indeed arrogant." "What?" He looked at me for a few moments. "Oh, he's in your class, right? His attitude must be annoying." I nodded. I was already in my room, reading Nicholas' book and getting excited every time I turned the page. The author was very good at making loveable couples, where the man and woman were both romantic in their own way. Therefore, they could be a couple in the man's book. I sighed softly, still affected by the sweet and enviable storyline. "When do I get true love for myself?"

CHAPTER 10 CASSANDRA "I'm in! Cassandra, you are in." I chant as soon as Nicholas leaves for work due to whatever emergency he has. I don't get why Victoria wants to kill a nice man like Nicholas. He’s so nice, gentle, thoughtful, and definitely interested in me. I caught every single moment of him staring at me with a distant look, and that one time when he looked at my lips, and looked away quickly. He’s definitely falling for me, and hard.

************* Author’s note : Hello cuties, What do you think of Nicholas’s change? Do you think it’s another one of his games as Clarissa predicted? Please share your thoughts in the comment section and wait for the updates. Love you all…..

Yes, that must be why…’ Why do all the boys like to play with me? "Sorry, but I have to refuse you. A vampire is clearly not my type," I say, firmly rejecting him. Nicholas seems to widen his eyes, and although I don’t know why, I feel a bit reluctant, I continue. "And secondly, why would I like a vampire? I love werewolves more than vampires, especially Alphas." "Try to ask Betty or others who love vampires. You won’t die by just asking—" "Then… I will die."

Nicholas laughed so hard. "Then what sort of women are you into?" I puckered up a brow at him. Nicholas stared at me intently. "Women like you" he simple stated. "Oh...wow...that is uhm interesting... Well thank you for being interested into women of my kind" I teased him. "You are one of a kind Camilla" Nicholas chortled before the mansion doors welcomed us in. "Thank you for today once again. I really enjoyed myself" I told him truthfully. Sincerely speaking, I wished Braden would not just come back from wherever he travelled to.

she trailed off, her cheeks flaming red as she struggled to find the right words, but it seemed like words failed to describe how exactly she felt. Nicholas raised an eyebrow, a knowing smile playing on his lips. “You what, Kimberly?” he prompted, his eyes twinkling with amusement. Kimberly bit her lip nervously, her heart pounding in her chest. “I… it's just that I… admire you, Nicholas… a lot.” She whispered. Her eyes darted to his bare chest, her gaze tracing his tattoos, bulky arms, and chest. “You're so strong, and… and very kind.” She stuttered, returning her gaze to his face. “You've always been there for me, guiding me and supporting me. I...I like you a lot.” she admitted, her voice