Nick A Novels & Stories

My father had taught me how to make use of it in the park and warned me to be cautious of how I use my power’s. Sigh… Anika groan from the backseat and I quickly darted my eyes to avoid been caught, stealing glance at him. “This ride is getting boring”. She said and I rolled my eyes. “Hey handsome, what’s your name?”. She asked with a half smile curving up on her lips. “Anika…”. I turned and scold her but she seems to have ignore my warnings. Nickel chuckled lightly before he respond, “Nickel”. “Didn’t your sis told you about me?”. He asked and his husky voice made my face redden.

After an hour of constant bawling she eventually stopped least she pass out from the headache she had earned. “May I ask? Who are you to my daughter?” Melissa asked, sniffing her nostrils while Nick passed her on a napkin that she received with gratitude and wiped on her face. “I’m Nicklaus” he uttered while the eye and lips of Nicks men almost fell off from their aggressive twitching. Never in their lives have they ever heard Nick introduce himself in such a shabby way, he totally disregarded his heritage as though it was nothing.

But I was really yearning to breathe the fresh air outside this hole. "Are you going to ignore me today also? I mean you should get a break from those books you read always." Nick is an annoying prick. I learnt his name the second day I got here, Nick Thatcher, he had been in an accident and was in rehab for that. He is a rich guy but very down to earth, it was part of his timetable to annoy me every single day and I just ignored him.

A flicker of rage sparks in his gaze, clearly remembering his earlier anger at Ryan as his head had emerged from beneath the table. “That’s enough, NIck,” Marcus’s voice rumbles out, chastising his friend and cutting off ryan's’s response. The name echoes in my mind as I attempt to place where I’ve heard it before. “NIck?” I ask, stumbling a step back as apprehension sparks in my mind. “Nick Gustan.” Ryan jerks back in surprise, clearly recognizing the name too. The name is a statement, not a question anymore because I know the man standing in front of me. Any person with underground connections would know that name. But hell, I hadn’t even known he was a wolf, let alone that he was allied w

Absolutely. I watched as Nick began his pole assembly. His dark brown hair ruffled in the light breeze and his face held a total look of concentration, with striking blue eyes that focused on the task at hand. He had a short strong nose with a matching jaw and chin. His complexion was also a nice tan. At a towering six foot one, he was one of the biggest in our pack. He was also one of the strongest. His opinions held a lot of weight withing the pack, of course it also didn’t hurt that his father was our Alpha, Galan.

I get up and run after her. "Come on tell me your name please?" I ask her running to keep up with her She stops and looks at me. she smiles "My names Nikita but you got to keep that a secret. okay?" she says sweetly I look at her confused, "Why? Oh, by the way I'm Kenny" I tell her my name in hopes that she feels the same way about me. She scrunches up her nose "I prefer Mr. Military it sounds sexier." She finally says

The fact that Nick was in it—lying to his rich dad to come somewhere like this—made no sense to me. “Listen. You’ve got the Purples, the Greens, and the Blues. And then there’s ours. That is our leader,” Jackson said, pointing at Nick, who was jumping up and down with women all over him. I could swear he looked hotter than before. His hair, once gelled, was now scattered all around him. His abs sent shivers down my spine. I stood in a gaze as he turned around.

Leave my mark. Nick has all the makings of greatness—he’s shrewd, while also being judicious and thoughtful. He’s all-encompassing and detail-oriented, meaning he’s a visionary from the proverbial thirty-five-thousand-foot level while being instrumental right down to the weeds. The very roots, really. He loves everything his country stands for and… He loves his people. He’s truly championing them and that is both valiant and charming at the same time. How can I not liquify under his warm breaths and his sensual tone and his quietly passionate dreams for equality and acknowledgment of something he believes wholeheartedly in?

He felt guilty for his words. "You always order around me and shout at me. I don't like your snobby nature." Lisa complained and scrunched her nose. "OK! I won't order you-if you promise me to be obedient." Brad looked at her from peripheral vision. "Pinky promise." Lisa held out her pinky finger. Brad liked his pinky finger with her and a rare smile appeared on his lips. Lisa then closed her eyes and went into a deep slumber. ~~~~~~

Mike said softly to him before he turned his attention back to Luke. “Listen to me Mister whosoever you are, I didn't want to go to this extent, but since the reason why we are here is so important, then let me tell you this… We are not any fuckers you can disrespect as you wish, you got that? This guy here is Nicholas, Nicholas Nelson. And I mean the country God as everyone calls him. And I, I'm Mike, Mike Shelton. So, you better think twice before you fucked with us if you value your life.”