Nicholas Nickleby Novel Novels & Stories

And I was lazy to get up as I was busy eating my yummy breakfast. We went out of the door and I walked down the stairs up to the car. Before I could touch the door handle, I looked around there was a car in the front and another two behind ours, filled with men. Is that how I'm going to shop? Is this how I'll meet Nick? Oh god.... 'I hope Nick doesn't get caught' I prayed. Nicholas’s POV

Nick rolled over to my side and got off the bed. I laughed at him then got out of bed too. "Nick, did you forget to make me like this?? I asked, pointing at my stomach which already looks like 5 months pregnant. He looked a little guilty as he looked at me, "I didn't think you'd ... get pregnant so soon." The usually confident Nicholas Shaw now stood up with a guilty and unsure look on his face. Seeing this side of him made my heart soften. "It was very difficult for Volder to have children" he added quickly. Alice had also told me the same thing.

Scribbling her name, the only word she could spell, in the designated section, she handed the folder back to her parents. "Let's go." With Angela behind her, she wheeled herself out of the large front doors. ★★★ The atmosphere was merry, with people of all age range strolling around the dimly lit hall as they mingled among one another. Each person, depending on his or her social class, found someone to discuss with. Nicholas was in the middle of the hall, surrounded by men of different ages who wanted to seek one or another kind of favour from him. With his usual stoic face, he catered to their questions and thanked them for their good wishes for his marriage.

She says " You don't have to …after all the money you're going to be spending on the house is unplanned expense on Mr Gerald so why bother with that . Having money doesn't mean you should spend it carelessly I can see she's pissed but she can't do anything about it cause she's already agreed to all the terms and conditions in the contract " I don't know where the apartment is" " That's not a problem"...I say as i move away from her towards my table. We both let out breathes we've both didn't know we were holding. "You'll go home wi…" The door opens and Jeremy walks in "Oh miss Reynold how are you? He says smiling at Nicola then he looks at me and says

My fingers fumbled, searching for any weak point, any opportunity to break loose. Nicholas chuckled again, clearly relishing my struggle. “You really should conserve your energy. The night is young, after all, and we have so much to discuss.” “Discuss?” I barked, glaring up at him. “What else is there? You’ve already admitted to murder and theft. What could possibly be worse?” Nicholas’s grin turned darker, more sinister. “Oh, Damian,” he said, shaking his head in mock pity. “You’ve barely scratched the surface. There’s so much more you don’t know, so much more you need to understand before I send you to join your precious mother.”

“I know. And you’re going to work for this. I mean this is for both of us Ambrose . Perhaps it doesn’t seem equal if you look at it in terms of money or land. But to me, it will be an even trade. Your dream for mine.” " Don't you get it Nick , since you got back to the city. All you do is waste your time with that .... Ash and drink , you should do something you have passion for if you want to keep drinking because of your issue , it just doesn't worth it Nick . " Nicholas knew Ambrose was right about him , he never wanted to work under any of his business . Ever since he came back to the city a year ago all he does best is clubbing and drinking while Ambrose manages his business .

She had travelled all the way from Canada to be present at the launching of Peytonill's Empire after which was the interview that followed suit. Nick had built a new house for their mom and hired some maids to take care of her. Everything seemed peaceful and perfect, like the world was revolving around them. Excerpts: “You're the drug I'm addicted to and I need you to survive,” Nicholas spills out… THE END

He shifted from one foot to the other as if expecting something. “What is it Nick?” Clara asked, not meeting his eyes. “Um… uh… Aiden is poisoned,” he informed and her eyes snapped to meet his eyes. Nicholas cringed under the weight of her gaze and for the first time I saw his eyes averting to the floor as if exposing his neck to her. Sudden flashes of scenes similar to this surfaced in my mind. I’ve seen a few servants doing the same to Gabriel.

Nicholas leaned back, his eyes burning with anger. All this time and those nights. He had been grieving a lie. For a long time, neither of them spoke. Finally, Charles said, “Nick… what are you going to do?” Nicholas looked down at the photo of Cassie he still kept on his desk. She was smiling in it. She was bright, free, and alive. “I’m going to find her,” he said softly. “I don’t care how long it takes. I’ll find her.” **** Later that night, after Charles left, Nicholas sat alone in his office again. He pulled open his drawer, reaching for a pen, and froze. At the bottom, beneath old papers and forgotten notes, lay a soft, faded scarf.

And then—nothing. (Late updates ? I know loves 😩 but ending a novel is one of the hardest thing for me and sadly, Mrs bad and Mr innocent would soon be coming to an end , if You’re still here since the beginning? You’re a real one ! ♥️obsessed with y’all as Nicholas is obsessed with money as Sam🤭) *note: next chapter might be triggering to some , it'll be updated in a few hours, viewers discretion is advised *