If You Like Nicholas Sparks Novels & Stories

Or, it's from the very beginning, the Night she first saw him? Scarlett couldn’t find a proper answer even after searching desperately. His breath was close to her, making hers shallow. The scent of dark chocolate and mint was irresistible. Nicholas was nothing better either. She was a pure torture to his sanity. The one that he wanted to deny yet couldn't and drowned more. He wanted to dive into the depths of those rare eyes and lose himself in her intoxicating odour. He turned her to him, facing each other, Nicholas joined their forehead, "You're too beautiful to resist... A pleasure to the eyes, yet so powerful. Just like the Phoenix. A Phoenix I never want to let burn again."

He rolled his eyes, finding her surprise quite offensive, "I am a vampire, not a barbarian." "Well, there's uncultured bastards and then there's you...," She shrugged her shoulders, holding back a chuckle. Nicholas sported a small smile at her comment before asking, "What do you read?" "What do I not read." "That much?" "Mhm," Ruby nodded, running her tongue over her bottom lip, "I read fiction, science fiction, horror, mystery, basically anything. You name it, I have most likely read it or it's waiting on my list."

********* Nicholas' POV I sat attentively in a meeting with my client, the air heavy with anticipation and a touch of impatience. We were discussing the details of a lucrative business deal, but my mind kept wandering, unable to shake off thoughts of Laura. Her fiery spirit and the effect she had on me lingered in my thoughts, causing a subtle smile to play on my lips. Despite our earlier encounter and her resolute resistance, I couldn't deny the attraction that pulsed between us.

Nathaniel inquired, feeling blood lust rushing through his body. "Butchered," he answered in a dark voice. "Good" Nathaniel smiled sickened, "We protect what is ours" He growled and Nicholas nodded in agreement. "What does your fiery lady look like?". "Hmm…" Nicholas inhaled deeply with his eyes closed, "she like an addiction- the feeling of being addicted to a drug" he momentarily opened his eyes, looking ahead in nothing, "when the drug is not taken a day, the feeling of restlessness, incompleteness and ansty with trembling hands, sweaty body but the moment of taken, the feeling of completeness, and accomplishment are attained" he responded, smiling happily. "She's a fire that can burn me

I said and he narrowed his eyes at me as if I just told him some cruel joke. “What makes you think I will not agree?” Nicholas asked me and I remained mute. I don't even know how to argue with him because I didn't expect him to actually agree. “I am agreeing with them because I need to take responsibility for what I did and I told you from the onset. I find you interesting Celine.” Nicholas said and I almost felt butterflies flapping their wings in my stomach. There's no way I am believing that. “I am a spoiled princess Mr Nicholas. I detest men so much and I wouldn't be surprised if you call me a misandrist.” I said and he held my hand in his.

“Whoa, wait. What’s going on?” “Simple, I came to have sex with you. I don’t think I need to remind you that we’re married.” “I know that, but…” “I brought condoms with me if that’s what you’re worried about.” “So does this mean…” “You talk too much,” She pulled him back for another kiss. The next day… “I have a weird question to ask,” Nicholas said. “Weird is better than stupid.” “I don’t mean to be rude, but has your sister ever been diagnosed as being bipolar?”