Nicholas St North Novels & Stories

Nicholas simply replied. "No, I have something important with me, that I am certain she would want you to have." Reverend Kevin conveyed. Nicholas nodded and went back home, washed up and tried to make breakfast but he couldn't, he missed his mother so much. He decided to go see what priest Kevin had that belonged to his mother. He went to the church, got in and found Kevin waiting for him. "I am here, father." He said. "Sit son, I will be right back." Kevin uttered.

Dark haired and square jawed, with a lithe, powerful body wrapped in tailored suits and those searing gray eyes— My heart thuds painfully against my ribs. …No. No, that’s not possible. It’s a ridiculous thought. My stranger is definitely not him. “He snatched that land from under my nose.” Nicholas’s voice makes my jump as he stands at my shoulder, his arms folded over his chest. Every inch of him bristles with irritation. It may be the morning, and he may have spent the night being debauched, but my older brother is perfectly shaved and showered, clad in a dove gray suit. “The best location in the city. I’ve been negotiating for it for fucking months.”

Gerald smiled. He could tell at a glance that North was nervous. However, he did not call her out on it. “Nicholas is the Sherman family’s heir. He owns a racecourse, and I have two invitations to it. Let me take you riding and have some fun?” North nearly choked from all that she held back. She had already been preparing for Gerald to interrogate her. She did not expect that he would suggest taking her out horse riding. Apparently, he was not suspicious about her relationship with Nicholas. Right?

He definitely had enough life to walk and it was even easier for me because he could not even see me because of not enough light around. –--- ~ FLASHBACK ~ –---- He staggered towards his car and I cut him off as Thunder on the empty highway on his way home. Now even if someone saw me, it would be very difficult for them to know that I am Nicholas, a well-known professor at Silver Valley High. And now it was going to be even more fun to torture him. Seeing me — Thunder — he started backing his car out of fear, but when I climbed on his car and started hitting his roof, he tried to run away like an uncontrollable rat out of fear.

So what is Nicholas doing here? He’s never had anything to do with minerals, or stones, or any of that world. He’s an architect. He works with buildings. A normal guy. Our families have been close for years. His father and mine have been best friends forever. Nicholas was never mixed up with the black market… or bad people. “It’s been two weeks since I last saw your beautiful face.” He finally pulls away, a wide smile curving on his lips but his eyes are cold. Too cold.

The place which he would call as his new home with Nicholas in the future, ***

I guess Nicholas did make a lot of money playing poker. I walked across the living room and looked for the main door. I went past the dining room and out of the black wooden door in a hurry. The faster I get out of his house, the better. When I stepped outside and jogged through the front yard, I was met by the sight of the beach and the distant view of the city. I realized that Nicholas didn’t live in town. He lived just outside of it, atop the hill overlooking the entire city. Shit! How the hell will I go home?

“Alright, I will send you the place, looking forward to meeting you there, thank you, Zane.” Ending the call, Zane hid her phone away, and as if on cue, they soon arrived at the place where they will be staying. Nicholas ordered food ahead of time so they wouldn't have to wait once they arrived. The place Nicholas had is a simple mansion in the middle of the suburbs and the city. It stood atop the tall mountain surrounded by the forest while below the mountain are the bustling streets of the city. Nicholas held the car door open for Zane meanwhile Zane took her purse and Nicholas’s smartphone with her so Nicholas wouldn’t have to take two trips back.

“You knew what he was capable of. You knew what he was going to do to destroy my entire life yet due to your selfish reasons and obviously love for money you gave me away. I thought you said you loved me, Vanessa?” “Yes I did and I still love you Damien”, Vanessa sobs harder, but I’m not moved. “Where’s Nicholas’s remaining base of operations?” I demand. “I—I don’t know.” “Wrong answer.” “Okay! Okay, he had a safehouse downtown at 13th and Harbor. But I don’t know if he’s still using it. That’s all I know, I swear.” “Well you don’t have to worry 'cause Nicholas is dead” I say with a smirk on my face.

LUCIANO ST. AUGUSTINE HOSPITAL –11:47 PM The night smelled like damp asphalt and cigarettes. A light drizzle coated the streets, the neon glow from the hospital sign flickering in the reflection of the pavement. Nicholas parked the van two blocks away, just outside the hospital’s blind spot—an alley between an old pharmacy and a construction site. It was a quiet night, except for the occasional honk of a passing cab. Inside the van, I checked my watch.