Nick Bare Book Novels & Stories

he waved dismissively at her, wishing the barista would hurry up and get his coffees to him and sincerely regretting ordering his PA one since it was delaying his return to the office. “Narnurs,” the woman shoved the book in his face, “the latest release from Perris Brooks. You’re Narnurs, right? You are on the cover of the book?” Realization hit him almost as soon as the dread did when he took the book from her hand and looked at the cover. His fingers clenched tight around the hard binding.

“Hate me all you want, little doll. It makes your pu**y taste sweeter.” He pulled me tighter against him. I could feel him pressing hard against me through his pants. My breath came faster. “Dante… this is wrong,” I whispered. “Wrong feels good, doesn’t it?” He turned my face to his and kissed me roughly. His tongue pushed into my mouth, claiming, demanding. I tried to pull back but he held my jaw and deepened the kiss until I was moaning into his mouth. When he broke the kiss, I was panting. He stood up, lifting me easily, and carried me to the wide leather couch. He laid me down and knelt between my legs, pushing the red dress up to my waist. “Look at these pretty p**nties,”

He hands me a rifle, and I holster my Glock knowing the larger caliber weapon will do more damage to their bear’s thick hides. “This must have been their plan all along,”Nick says, coming up to my other side. Instead of strapping on a gun, he begins stripping, sliding his leather jacket from his shoulders and pulling his tight-fitting black shirt over his head. My eyes catch on his sculpted chest for a moment before I shake my head. I need to focus on the destruction and death surrounding us despite my mate getting naked beside me.

she quickly introduced herself. Cela tries to compose herself. She knows she can do it. She has to. "Hello, Nina! How are you?" she greeted back. "I'm mixed of good and excited and nervous. But I guess, I'm still okay!" Nina cheerfully answered. "Good to know. By the way, I'm here with Nate in the park. We were just talking about you," Cela said. "Oh, about the book you're writing? Did he tell you our story?" Nina asked.

The stitches were still there, beneath the bandage—somehow, by some miracle, I hadn’t popped any that night we had chased the drug dealer down—but they were beginning to itch, and Jade had made me promise that I wouldn’t give in to the temptation. But it wasn’t easy. So I had distracted myself with some good old fantasy romance. By the time I flipped to the last page, I let out a sigh and tossed the book aside, propping my forearm over my face. “Need another?” The sound of Nicholas’s deep voice coming from the doorway caused me to jolt upright so quickly that I finally nearly popped a stitch. He was standing there with his hands in his pockets and a slightly amused expression on his face. “T

TBC Nate’s POV: successfully unlocked, let’s know what Nate has in mind now from the top, I love you all for giving my book a chance.

she shrugged inwardly. It wasn’t a big deal. It’s not like he hasn’t seen me naked before… Ugh. There goes my dirty mind again… “I haven’t seen that movie,” he said gruffly. “So I don’t know what you’re talking about.” She grinned wider. “It would be an honor if you could paint me like Jack Dawson painted Rose DeWitt Bukater. I suggest you watch the movie and let me know what you think. I’m willing to pay, whatever the price.”

I go to turn our Nick’s light and he sits up in the bed. “Thanks Dad,” Nick says with a smile. I walk over and sit on his bed. “You are very welcome Son.” Nick hugs me and I hug him back. Nick lays down and I leave him. “You got a Dad didn’t you?” Nala asks as I open my book and sit beside her on the couch. “I did,” I smile at her and start to read about the history of the Nobel Prize in Chemistry. I am joining a very prodigious group, I want to know about them.

PROLOGUE Nathan The barber’s shears snipped close to his scalp, the whisper of falling hair louder than his sister’s relentless teasing. "Is this some significant coming-of-age Nate ritual?" Tamara smirked, leaning against the mirror, her dark eyes glinting with mischief. Nathan exhaled through his nose. "I’m just trying something new. Please leave me alone." She deepened her voice, puffing out her chest in a poor imitation of him. "I’m Nathan Parker, future alpha, and I take myself very seriously—"

Gabby left and came back a while later with a big book titled, 'THE LEGENDS OF BIGFOOT" Huh? Bigfoot?! She rose her head and opened her mouth to say something but caught Gabby looking from her face to the book in quick successions. She was trying to tell her something. Bigfoot wasn't actually Bigfoot? Maybe this was another book that might help her. She discreetly nodded and Gabby smiled. "I'm sorry this library couldn't help much but I hope you really enjoy this one. Page 138 has a very funny paragraph, check it out." Eleanor nodded. "Sure, thanks."