Nick Kurtz Fantasy Novels & Stories

"Kurt, don't fight it. Stop fighting. I am here. I am fine!" KuLaa touched the net and tried to channel her magic to Kurt, hoping that he would recognize her aura and calm down.

Hey everyone!! I am author buttercup. And am here today with my first novel. I hope you guys will like this story. So the story is about a poor girl. Who always think to be treated like a princess.. but in her family she was just treated like a slave.... Her brother who was a small business man he tricked his sister to climbe into the bed of a business tycoon and this was all just for a big business deal... What will happen now? When she know that her own brother had trick her like this? What will happen when the man and woman face-off eachother?

Kurtz asked Jairus who was gazing at a girl dressed so short with his lustful eyes. "Jairus, are we waiting for her?" Kurtz asked him again, as he confirmed if they were going to stay or not. "Yy....yes yes. Why don't you both get yourself a drink? I will be right back." Jairus tilted his head and loosened his tie and went in the direction towards that girl he saw earlier. Kurtz and Xander giggled at his compliance and agreed for a drink.

I mean, the only reason that I got the table that I did is because I’m a luna and we hold power, even in the human world. He tells me that he’s a boxer and just had his biggest fight ever, which is why he had the limp. When I tell him that I just joined a gym telling him the name of his, he freaks out, excited that it’s his gym. He told me that he would be happy to train me if that’s something that I would want. I love the fact that we barely know each other and he’s still ready to commit to spending a significant amount of time with me. Kurt’s also in graphic design and wants to be an illustrator, more for graphic novels or comic books. His dream job would be working at Dark Horse Comic

“You are welcome. Now, you must rest. Tomorrow is another day—and soon, you will see if Elle is ready to claim you, or if you must wait for her to come to that decision.” As the shaman turned to leave, Kurt remained seated, staring at the door long after it had closed behind him. The bond was there, inevitable, but the future with Elle—how it would unfold—was still uncertain. All he could do now was wait. The shaman moved through the dimly lit corridors of the palace, his steps heavy, the weight of his exhaustion settling deeper with each passing moment. The ritual he had just completed had drained much of his strength, but there was something more pressing on his mind—a truth he hadn’t shar

In a blink, Isis and Sakina reappeared to another area of the tarmac in a flash. “ISIS!” I heard Kurt shout before leaping off the plane's steps, shifting to a rust brown-colored wolf. He was massive. I can undoubtedly tell Kurt is of Alpha blood. His eyes only briefly looked at me with a nod before he rushed to help his mate. I ran after him. ‘Now Nova! We need to get to Isis!’ I called out for her help.

Damien mumbled but Chris’s not paying much attention to hear it. More staffs from his parents company offered their respects, most of them are ‘normal’ employees based on their introductions. Chris remained the fake smile on his face, Kurt being around helped a lot. He felt comfort with him merely being around, the demon suddenly out of the scene really helped too. “Your cousin…” Kurt started but doesn’t know how to finish it. “Is a weird guy?” Chris supplied. The place is empty again, “I don’t know why but he seemed dangerous-no that’s very rude to say, sorry but he really seems off,” Kurt quickly withdrew his words, he’s afraid that Chris might get offended.

Kurt arrived just then, stopping me as I went to move off the booth and to where I knew Hailey had met with Kimberly some moments ago, ready to get to the bottom of this. "Hey hey, Herond!" he grinned, clearly intoxicated too. "Hi Kurt. Sorry, I'm looking for someone." I patted his shoulder and went to pass him but he stopped me once more. "Nah, I wouldn't head that way." Kurt shook his head, dizzy and wasted. "That dude you don't like, uh... Ryan. I've seen his crew over there

Unlike Nathan, who was a famous playboy and man of the women, Damon has always kept a low profile and stuck hard on waiting for his mate. “Nathan we don't get much every day, let us enjoy it while it lasts” Kurt answered coming from behind. Joining his brother to train has been one of the most tedious jobs with interest he has ever done. Unlike the castle which consisted of only meetings and spending, Kurt was rather having a good time.

A smile spread across his face slowly and he said, “You are right, my Luna. I am immortal and no kind of poison can kill me.” He strode toward Mizzah and grabbed the young woman by the head before bashing her skull against the clay wall beside her with such force, that it broke like a porcelain vase. Timah screamed and ran out of the longhouse, while Erin retched up a violent stream of vomit, expelling everything she had just eaten. “I hate it when people waste my time,” said Nikjin as he let Mizzah’s body drop to the ground. “Get someone to clean up this place, and next time another person accuses you of making an attempt on my life, I shall kill you.”