Nicholas Bella Author Novels & Stories

She said. “Okay then. Fine”, Nicholas said as he leaned back on his chair. She had made so much sense and he had somehow agreed with her. But the possessive part of him that was not yet ready to let her go was still there and still burned within him. “Okay? You’re going to come see her?” Reyna asked. She was surprised and confused and somewhat relieved that he had agreed to come see Mia so willingly and without any hesitation. She knew it was unlike Nicholas to just agree without trying to strike a deal. He always wanted to win.

Instead I had to fight a smile, which was an obvious betrayal by my own facial muscles. Then another woman appeared. She was beautiful in that very expensive, very camera-aware way. She looked at me as though she were assessing the quality of fabric. “I hear you’re from Bali,” she said after introducing herself with a name that vanished from my head one second later. “I am.” “Interesting.” Her smile was sweet, barely there. “Nicholas has always had very... specific taste.” I tipped my head. “Really? I thought he just had control issues.” The man beside me coughed once.

Moaned softly with every thrust. They moved together. Quiet. Connected. After, he held her tight. Didn’t let go. Bella lay there with her head on his chest. Her hand rested on her stomach again without thinking. Mikhail stared at the forged note in his mind. Jaw tight. “Someone wants us to think this is over. It’s only beginning.”

He gave her what she wanted and did not ask what happened, because he wanted herself to make a decision about this and tell about this herself. Bella was a headstrong woman, at a young age she had faced everything. She lost her parents, grew up in an orphanage, fell in love with a guy, had kids, married him, lost him in a health battle, raised three children at a young age and is barely 35 now was something most people wouldn’t survive. “How about I take you back home and then we leave. I wanna take you out somewhere. Are you busy today?” asked Nicholas in a gentle voice.

“Mm.” I pointed at her. “Do not mm at me in my own house.” Nicholas finally spoke, calm as ever. “You’re making it worse for them to believe.” I turned to him. “You have lost the right to speak since you can’t defend this.” Bella rested her chin in her hand and looked at Nicholas. “Should I thank you for keeping her company or ask how long this has been going on?” “Bella.” “What? I’m asking as a friend.”

I knew one thing for sure: The Bella I’d tried to convince myself didn’t exist, was very, very real. I leaned back on the railing, looking at her. “Come on,” he said. “Want to get out of here? Somewhere quieter?” Tessa eyed him warily. “You mean besides the scene of my almost kidnapping?” He grinned. “Exactly. Let me wow you.” “Wow me?” she repeated. “That’s a bold promise.” “I’m full of them,” I said. “But I deliver.” She was still wrapped in my jacket, scrolling through her phone when I noticed the tiny crease between her brows.

Yeah, Nicholas was missing someone. Who? Briana? Well, he felt confused about what he was feeling right now. Throughout his journey to the office, suddenly a feeling of longing surged within his chest. There was a very real sense of emptiness. However, who the cause of that feeling was, he couldn't yet determine. It turns out that besides being indecisive, Nicholas has become a strange man now. Is he starting to catch the Kenzi disease? "****" The shiny black stilettos that adorned her long legs began to tap on the tiles rhythmically. Wearing a dusty pink blouse paired with a black knee-length pencil skirt, Kimberly looked charming today. Every time she received greetings from her fellow cow

Alpha Jacob POV. "Good morning Nick, did the doctor come to see Bella yesterday afternoon?" I strolled barefoot in the mansion as I had just returned from seeking advice on Bella's new bizarre sickness which caused her to withdraw from the public eye because every time she got one of her attacks, her eyes changed color to green and she was dazed in long trances which caused her nose bleeds after she snapped out of it All she ever said to me was that something was calling to her from the devil's pond.

Just then, while she was still staring out the open window, she couldn’t help noticing this really cute guy walking around outside the church building with a couple of other church members. He was tall,slender, dark in complexion, and had dark shades on. He had a lovely nice looking shirt on. He was totally handsome and dreamy! “Oh my gosh!” He totally has a face to write songs about and I’m not even a songwriter” she chuckled to herself. He looked right at her as if he had heard what she had just said. Belle looked away immediately but it was almost too late. “Is he psychic?” She wondered to herself. “This is really crazy. How can he possibly hear my thoughts?”

What’s going on, Nessa? I tucked a strand of hair behind my ear. Me: Nicholas had no right to come at Aaron that way. He acted like Aaron was some kind of competition. Bella: well… doesn’t it look like it? Me: besides, Nicholas isn’t even my type anyway. They both gasped. Bella: since when has a millionaire, sculpted, demigod-looking businessman not been your type? I shrugged. Annie: so what’s your type now then? Let me guess… tall?