Nicholas I Land Novels & Stories

“I just don’t understand why he was so angry about Liam. It wasn’t my fault.” Jade bit her lip. “There’s something you should know.” “What is it?” She guided me to a nearby bench, and we sat down. “Nicholas hates Liam for a reason other than step-sibling rivalry. It’s… tied to his past.” I looked at her expectantly. “Go on.” “Nicholas’s biological mother was the fated mate of the old Alpha—his father,” she began. “But Isabella came into the picture as the mistress. She manipulated everyone, making it seem like Nicholas’s mother was at fault. Eventually, his father abandoned her for Isabella.”

Wanted to see if Nicholas would be upset by that fact. Nicholas did not speak immediately. Fortunately, his nails were not long, otherwise it might dig into his palm. His fist tightly clenched. Hearing that made him braver. "I don't want my brother to marry her." Nicholas said firmly. "Sir, I like your daughter. I wanna marry your daughter Sir."

Nicholas didn't feel so irritated after Olivia left, so he simply shrugged his shoulders and said nonchalantly," Who gives a damn about her? Since the day I returned to New York, she has been constantly trying to get close to me. She even convinced my sister-in-law for the marriage alignment between the two families." "Even though I have rejected this marriage proposal, she keeps pestering me all the time. It's just that I don't want my family members to know about my pursuit of Eliza, so I had not explicitly asked her to stay away from me." Nicholas explained everything to his friend once and for all because he didn't want to be teased by them because of Olivia.

He had wanted her erased. That distinction mattered. Nicholas didn’t make impulsive moves. He was cruel, yes, but he was methodical. The speed with which he’d sent that letter told me everything I needed to know. Something had changed. Her father’s death hadn’t just shifted leadership. It had destabilized territory lines that had been quietly respected for decades. Agreements written in blood and silence. Agreements older than Nicholas. Older than me. Agreements Emerson had never been meant to inherit. Agreements tied to eyes like hers.

[JANE] I can't believe I gave in to her demands. Ugh! I didn't have a choice because my father would still pressure me on dating that arrogant, rude guy—Nicholas. Nicholas Terranova is a jerk. If you believe he is a decent and honorable man. Well, you're completely wrong. He's the worst person I've ever met, and I'd never want to be around him. He was the one who approached my father and requested if he could date and marry me in exchange for them investing in our business. To be honest, I'm happy with what we have now, but my father has a lot of goals, one of which is to expand our business to other countries.

Elena’s Point Of View The sight of Nicholas sitting in his office, head bowed under the weight of his collapsing empire, was a sight I hadn’t prepared myself for. He looked… defeated. The Nicholas I had known was untouchable, a force of nature that commanded respect and fear. But now, he seemed fragile, human.

Although no one has yet admitted it, but the social standing, the military power, wealth and all things being considered, Nicholas has it all. And so for a measly Kingdom such as them that could only boast their minerals that would be nothing if it wasn’t for the trading business that Nicholas founded, Nicholas’ wife is in no such position to hold them in such respect. “Queen, let us forget about who stands where. I am here as a visitor in your place, and no matter who I am, the obligation to pay respect is utmost. My husband wouldn’t mind. And certainly such formalities wouldn’t matter, after all, you guys are letting me in your territory without any question.”

he retorted, that cynical tone dripping sharply. I frowned. "I don't understand where that's coming from," "You're worried about Louis." "Are you jealous?" He looked away, standing up from his seat. Not answering anything. "I don't want to argue with you, Nico." I lowered my voice; it was almost soft. Something that could always make him temper his anger. It turned out that Nicholas had never been recognized by anyone. "I'm just curious, that's all." His eyes looked at me pensively and hard before they dragged down to my wrist. Where Ivan's bracelet was still there.

He paused for a moment, taking note of her expression, and then continued, “The moment you step in, questions will arise, especially from those who are vying for the same position as me.” Scarlett shifted in her seat, sensing there was something more serious beneath his agreement to her impulsive proposal. “What position? Aren’t you already the Alpha? Wait... Did you lie to me?” Nicholas nodded again, “I am. It’s for the Alpha regent position. I want to be the emperor of all kings.” He turned his intense gaze to her, “And I won’t take any impulsive actions that might jeopardize my goal. So, you’ll need to follow my orders and not stray from the path.”

"If you will excuse me, I need to go to my room." "Sure. I will call you when lunch is ready." Nicholas stood up from the sofa and went out of the room. He took the opposite way, which led to his room. He stood in front of the mahogany door and pushed it, taking gentle steps inside. The room was exactly as he had left it a few years ago, only cleaner. He threw himself to the bed as all that his father said started running through his mind. Where was he going to start looking? And even if he saw her, he couldn’t even face her; how would he be able to convince her to make an heir with him? That is, if the world hadn’t corrupted and polluted her innocent mind.