Nicholas Sparks Novels Novels & Stories

Fucking goddamn disaster. Jesus Christ. How did this happen? Nick was on auto-pilot: pouring drinks, smiling at women, taking credit cards and giving correct change. The only thing he could think about was Mia reaching up to wipe his tears, so gentle and tender, and he felt like dying of embarrassment all over again. You are wide open, Spencer. Wide open and primed to be hurt when she moves on, or when it all ends. You fucking idiot. “Well, hey there, handsome.”

Nicholas walked down the years displayed on the shelving, finally pulling a dusty book. "I think this is where it started." The year marked was the year of Adam, and I's mating. It was held by a lock that needed a key. Instead of looking for a key to unlock the book, Nicholas ripped the spine, spreading papers to the floor. "We aren't going back. Who cares if we make a mess?" he shrugged his shoulders. Internally, I cringed. It was becoming so real. Nicholas only looked at me, pleading in his voice. "This, read this."

That fucking thought haunts me each night that I fucking struggle to sleep. "If it's not for the fact that she doesn't want to marry Kairos anymore. What else could be the reason why she left home, Isla?" He asked. Nicholas tried to pull me behind his back. That made his father smirk. "Well it looks like I am not the only Spencer who is physically attracted to you," he mumbled as he stared at his son with a hint of rascality in his eyes. "I did offer her to come to me once she is done here... you know me Nicho. I have a heart for poor people and I love charity cases."

he replied “But you’re also impatient.” “Can you blame me?” I shot back “I’ve already lost so much time because of Daniel. I can’t afford to waste any more.” His gaze softened, just a little, and he nodded. “I’ll look into it.” "Is there anything else?" he leaned against the edge of the desk, crossing his arms. I pointed at the desk “The book earlier. Can I take it?" Nicholas grabbed the book "You didn't tell me you were into these kind of genre. Crime and thriller?"

Nicholas stood up when Michael asked, “Where is the guard? What did you do to him?” Nicholas chuckled, “Why did you ask as if I had killed him? I didn’t do anything to him. I just asked him to watch my prey until I return” Nicholas has become a sex freak since Kira left, he seeks who would fill the void Kira left but has found none. Christopher and Michael also felt it but not as strongly as Nicholas who was going crazy because of it, he changes women like they're clothes and none fits, they can't get over their ex Luna but they believe they will. They all assume that once the sacrifice was done, they would all be in control again.

Or the most important question is will I ever able to trust someone enough to build a family with them. “Maam go and sleep, You must have had a tiring day,” One of the helpers said smiling. I am not used to people doing my work but this household is different. I came back to the room and saw Nicholas reading a book sitting on the couch in the corner.Nicholas's room is huge with a huge comfy bed. His entire room is Forest green colour and the furniture is wooden giving it cozy look. A big chandelier lighting the whole room with its warm yellow light.

Work and personal life were entirely different. "What novel are you looking for ??" "The notebook by Nicholas Sparks" he answered. He was too close to me so I tried to keep a distance from him. I don't like him too close to me. It made me suffocated. After looking for sometimes I finally found that book. He gave me a charming smile and thanked me and walked out of the library. I again caught him staring at me during classes. But I ignored him. Amanda was giving me evil stares. She was always clinging to him. In the evening Mike came to the library.

He’d already faxed and scanned and emailed all of the relevant financial documents back to his office in Manhattan, and Luke had confirmed receipt of them within seconds of Nicholas sending them off. So now, all Nicholas had to do was wait. He turned another page in the book, finding himself lost in a world that was not his own. It was wonderful to escape for a few moments, and he promised himself that he would do this more often. He'd forgotten the simple pleasure of reading. The pages turned quickly under his fingers until he reached a new chapter where a certain character named Molly appeared. And then, Nicholas’ concentration was shot. His mind went to the only Molly he’d ever known.

"Hey, Nick. I didn't expect you back so soon." Nicholas walked over to her, feeling pride and ownership. "I cancelled my meeting. I wanted to come home to you." Sarah's eyes sparkled with delight. "What!." Nicholas sat down beside her, scanning the laptop screen. "What are you working on?" Sarah leaned back in her chair, a faraway look in her eyes. "I'm writing a book. My third novel, actually." Nicholas's eyes widened in surprise. "A book? You're a writer?"