Nick A Novels & Stories

Naina was staring at Nicki, and noticed something was off about her today, but it seems she couldn't get a hold of that thing. " Wait Nicki while did you cover your hair" Naina frowned and silver laughed. " I tinted her hair pink so I guess she shy to remove her cap" silver said amidst laughter " Hey am not shy, am just not comfortable with tinting my hair" Nicki defended herself. " So remove it then" merrissa and Naina said at a time " Fine!! fine I would remove it" Nicki said and removed it, almost imeeimmedia merrissa and Naina shouted and all eyes turned to to them, and even the summers aren't left out.....

Its so damn awkward our position is so awkward He put aside my stilettos and then looked at me again. my cheeks got a little warm. Maybe because of alcohol and pills that I take lately "Thanks" I said and he smiled "I'm nick" he said and his aura was a bit loose and not scary anymore unlike before it seems like he will block me anytime especially when he hears something he doesn't like "Thank you nick" I said and smile at him. He was still looking at me then took my foot and wiped it because it was still wet. When I looked at him, his light aura disappeared and he made a poker face again. What the heck. It's hard for him to read.

He vaguely remembered that the daughter of President Dacota seemed to be called Nicky. "Is this young lady the daughter of President Dacota?" Seeing Allen having some doubts, Natasha covered her mouth and smiled, "Dr. Peterson, I forgot to tell you that Nicky is the daughter of our president." With Natashsa's confirmation, Allen confirmed that his guess was true. He took a deep breath and said, "Hello Miss Nicky." "Don't call me Miss Nicky, call me Nicky." Nicky laughed. "That’s right, you can call her Nicky, since you have a great relationship with the president, so it’s okay to be less formal." Natasha laughed.

I don’t want to see him. I really don’t. But God… I do. And that contradiction is chewing at my insides like acid. Nick. He’s not just a name to me. He’s not some random ghost from my past. He is my past. My anchor. My compass. My person. The only human on earth I can say—without flinching—will never, ever betray me.

said Nick with a smile . " Ha ha ha ! I like this way of addressing . My name is Charlotte . Nice meeting you too Nick . " said Charlotte with a smile . " Next ! " said the person on the desk and it was Nick's turn . When Kiran raised his head and saw Nick , he couldn't help but sigh in annoyance . " What the hell are you doing here again ? " whispered Kiran with an annoyed tone . " Hello bro ! I was heading to you but your trusted guard captured me . I wonder why he couldn't recognize me . " whispered Nick with a smile .

Dingo/Davin POV I had just got done meeting with Brad and Marcus, buying Danny just a bit more time when I heard Nicks rolling laugh come from her room. I hurried my step and walked in. “What did I miss?” I asked looking around. “Your naughty nip of a girl called me Santa and it’s not even December yet.” Nick said pretending to be wounded. He looked at me, then at her. “Well then, I’m off to the North Pole.” He gruffed as he let himself out. Nick was a good friend, always there when I needed him.

"Uhm, can I have your ticket?" Kane raised a brow, amusement flickering in his blue eyes. "Ticket?" he repeated, his voice deep, teasing. The redhead—Mona, according to her name tag—bit down on her plump lower lip, her gaze darting everywhere except at him. "Sorry, it's just... you look familiar." That made him chuckle. Oh, really? He tilted his head slightly, his gaze flickering to the large poster plastered beside her booth—a giant picture of himself, fists raised, the underground champion.

Chapter 78 Naki's Secrets Naki's eyes locked onto Brent's, her voice barely above a whisper. "My mom never revealed my dad's identity, not even to her own pack. But Niklaus, my adoptive father, flew in a specialist, Dr. Brooks, who only treats non-humans. , Because I got sick and no one could figure out what was wrong with me, She did a lot of tests and figured it out." but before she could say anymore..

I smile. "I don’t think I need to introduce myself, you already know me, but I’m Nicholas, and you can call me Nick. Now that we know each other, can we go to your new home?" he asks and I laugh, nodding as he leads me back to where his car is parked. How do I possibly kill a man that is this nice?

Always will be. His name is Clark Kent Scott. Two years younger than his age, excluding those centuries of years that were falsified in his renewable birth certificate, and let him believe he is a pure human like Clark. Nicholae addressed him by his nickname, CK. His devoted and empathetic personal assistant for eight years and counting.