Nicholas Sparks Novels Novels & Stories

"You know, you're the first customer I've seen who's been in such a rush. Usually, they'd want it to go as slow as it could possibly go." "I have my reasons… This man got a mistress once he became rich, see?" I lowered my head, and faked wiping tears from my eyes. "The moment he passed away, the mistress tried to steal his body away from me multiple times so that she could force me to split her half the inheritance… Sir, have you ever heard of something this ridiculous?" "How shameless!" The driver immediately spit the cigarette out of the window before stepping hard on the gas. "Don't worry lass, I'll get you there in ten minutes!"

It was unfamiliar to her, not the type of reading she liked. “You don't know, do you? This is a novel by Michael Scott. What I have in my hands is the sixth book in The Secret of The Immortal Nicholas Flames series, which is entitled The Enchantress,” Adrian continued to explain even though the title of the book was clearly written on the front page, making Diana laugh. “Why are you laughing?” “Nothing.” Diana stifled an amused chuckle. “It's just that the book isn't my type.” “Oh, of course. You're a fan of dark romance readings from the past, the story of a nanny who falls in love with her cold, cruel and heartless master but is actually romantic.” Adrian sneered. “Typical female reading.”

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

************************* "Tomorrow's the big day huh?" "Yeah," Rico smiled. "Woulda been today but, I let everyone go home for the holidays. Once we wrap up shooting tomorrow, the first episode of The Spark goes live," he grinned, clicking his glass with Jessi's. "It's gonna be a bang." Jessi took a sip and relaxed, dropping her glass on the stool between them. She'd replaced Sofia and Ryan on the recliner and they'd been speaking since then. "Hey, Rico didn't know you guys were here."

Nicholas’s voice cuts through the chaos: “Stay down!” I obey, but instinct urges me forward. I want to run, to act, to do something. I can’t. A second explosion shakes the ground. Screams echo through the mansion. My heart hammers, but beneath the fear, something else rises—hope. Hope that he’s not leaving me here to burn. --- Nicholas The security gate had been compromised. I know it before I see the first intruder—a shadow moving faster than a man should in the dark. Gunfire cracks the night. I move with the rhythm of years, precision and muscle memory keeping me alive, keeping us alive.

Her days of serenity appear to be coming to an end. By the way, if you're wondering why Hannah is so cold to Clyde, it's because of that. FLASHBACK. Hannah took a stroll through the mall before deciding to visit the National Bookstore. She looks through the shelves to see if Nicholas Sparks' book has been restocked. This bookstore is always stocked with the most recent releases. Some popular books are always in stock here, but not at other bookstores.

Alex has told us that the Alpha King had a daughter but she died in her mother’s womb so the combat is on. “Elias, let’s go to my room. I have a surprise for you,” Nicholas puts his hand on my shoulder. I was so exhausted that I had my eyes closed and couldn’t smell his scent amongst the smell of sweat of all the Alphas. “What the fuck,” he murmurs, looking at me skeptically. Fuck. That’s why I have been avoiding touching him. The fucking sparks are still working as I hadn’t rejected him yet. “What?” I ask, creasing my brows and acting like I didn’t feel those fucking sparks that I once loved.

I want to be awake for a longer period of time. I smiled. Love is a beautiful thing, and I'm glad I'm experiencing one. "Where is Nicholas?" I asked myself. But, before I could think more, sleep swept me off my will to stay awake. Nicholas paced around in his room. Thinking about the book and what Hoots knew that he didn't. He ravaged in the moment, kicking his legs in the air. "Where is Hoots." He said and rested his head on the bed. He stood up hurriedly.

Suddenly, with a sharp flick, a cluster of orange flames ignited before him. Nicholas looked up in a daze. His heart skipped a beat at the sight. The man standing before him was tall and imposing, with long lashes and a slight, arrogant smile on his thin lips. "What a coincidence, Chief Novak," Jasper said with a faint smile in his eyes. Seeing Nicholas in a daze, he lit his cigarette for him. This act stunned Nicholas. It wasn't every day that someone as distinguished as Jasper would light a cigarette for someone.

I grabbed a bottle of whiskey and poured myself a glass, deliberately bending over the counter so my ass pushed out toward him. Nicholas stood by the fireplace, arms crossed, his shirt stretched tight over his chest. “Put that down. You’re not drinking yourself stupid on my watch.” I turned and took a slow sip, licking the drop from my lips. “Your watch? We’re stuck here because of this storm and you still want to control everything. Loosen up, Nicholas. Or are you scared that if you stop barking orders, you might actually feel something?” He stepped closer, eyes burning as they raked over my body. “You think this is funny? Strutting around in those clothes that barely cover your ass, talkin