Nick Kurtz Fantasy Novels & Stories

"Fine. But I'm waiting one more minute. No success, then we're really going to leave." "Yes ma'am." He shoved in his last coin. "Just one more minute." I rolled my eyes. "Okay okay. Make it fast." He clawed at the big teddy bear, slowly drawing it out. I knew he wouldn't be able to successfully pull it out so I thought of giving him words of encouragement. If that would at least work. "Remember who you are, Kurt." "Is this some sort of joke to you?" "Nope. But you're Kurt Kenton. The most arrogant, insufferable and most delusional man I've ever met."

“I have to go abroad this weekend. There are some problems with imported wine sources that need to be renegotiated.” “Ah. Wishing you all the best.” The night was quiet, with only the occasional sound of plane engines overhead. After a few stories with no beginning or end, Kurt revealed that he was an orphan adopted by Rollo's parents. And when they died, he lived with Rollo and his wife, helping them manage the taverns. He directly managed the Paradise Tavern and also indirectly managed other taverns. Unlike Emily who only wants to have a life with enough food and clothing, Kurt is like many other men with big ambitions.

"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?

John shrugged. “I see. And where is Kurt?” I asked. “Italy at the moment. He left with a group of unmated members like The Tracey’s adopted daughters searching for a mate. We haven’t heard anything from him as of yet.” he shrugged. “Well, maybe he’ll find a mate, and she’ll talk sense into him. If he’s supposed to be an Alpha, his mate will have been born with qualities to be a Luna.” I shrugged.

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.

I finished getting ready for my ride, making sure to grab a thermos of black coffee as well as a bottle of pain pills before I made my way to the barn to do chores. After I finished taking care of the animals and double-checking that everything was set for a week, I put Dub in crossties to groom him before tacking him up. As I was about to tighten up his cinch, the sound of a man clearing his throat got my attention. I turned around to see Mr. Kurtz standing in the doorway of the barn, "Good morning Mr. Kurtz. What are you doing up so early?" The tall, slender, older man smiled as his dark brown eyes stared at me from behind his glasses, "Rhiannon, how many times have I asked you to call me

"I feel like I'm living in a fantasy." Braden closed the gap between our lips and kissed me deeply. His hand going behind my head gripping hair slightly pressing my lips harder against his. He pulled away slightly, causing me to whimper because he stopped. "Tonight, I'm taking your innocence and making you mine." Braden growled. I nodded in response. Braden closed the gap again and kissed me softly this time. "Come on, let's get out of here and go pay Allie and Miranda a visit." I nodded, as Braden took a step away from me. He smirked. "Afraid to look down ain't you darling." He said teasingly.

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.”

When a woman was at her most vulnerable state, all he needed to do was offer a caring look and a few simple words. Kurt was certain that this would deeply move Pamela and make her devote herself to him. "Mr. Donnel, you're here!" Miriam hurriedly approached him. "I rushed over as soon as I got your call. I even called my dad on the way and asked him to help figure out a solution," Kurt spoke pretentiously. "So, you have a solution?" Miriam asked anxiously. Like hell there was any! But shamelessly, Kurt lied through his teeth, "My dad said that the only person in Tiusto City who can control Tanner is the first-generation underground king, Tyga Morghoul. So, I asked him to call Tyga."