Nick Nelson Novels & Stories

And then a cactus! Nelson's eyes turned cold glaring at Evelyn. "Who do you think you are bitch!" He roared staring her down. Sure she had a position of power but that was the only thing Nelson was aware of. He himself was becoming a pretty big success with his gentlemen's club. He had muscle actively working for him, he had police on the payroll. If he wished he could have people ambush her in the parking garage just for this with zero consequences!

Her hand in Ethan’s. Captioned: “The Nerd & The Hockey King… exposed.” And underneath Hundreds of comments are already pouring in.

She was hoping Joseph could help with the surgery to reattach his hand. Joseph saw the head nurse as someone he could trust, so he immediately made a call to have the victim transferred to the ICU. He then personally took over the operation. While he was getting ready for the surgery, he learned that Paige's relative, Nathan Muhl, worked as security at a casino. Someone had caused trouble early that morning, and amidst the chaos, someone severed his wrist with a knife. Nathan's unremarkable appearance reminded him of someone Grace had once sent to help him. He began considering bringing Nathan under his wing. If he wanted things done, he needed someone he could trust.

“Thank you for honoring my invitation, Your Highness.” Alpha Kael bowed again, his gaze fixed on me. “And if I may ask, who’s the lady beside you?” I felt Clinton stiffen beside me, but I kept my eyes on Alpha Kael, who was still smiling. With a fake smile plastered on my face, I cooed, “I am Natasha Jones, the King’s distant cousin.” I lied. Alpha Kael hummed, nodding slowly. “You’re welcome to my pack, Lady Natasha.” He bowed dramatically before shifting his attention to Clinton. “Please, have a seat.”

There was something she needed to say, something she needed to do before she could truly put this nightmare behind her. Henry noticed her hesitation and gently cupped her face in his hands, his eyes filled with concern. “Nina, what is it? What’s wrong?” Nina took a deep breath, preparing herself for what she was about to say. “I need to talk to Kelly,” she said, her voice firm despite the tears still in her eyes. “I need to…thank her.” Henry looked surprised but didn’t argue. He nodded, understanding that this was something Nina needed to do. “Okay,” he said softly. “I’ll come with you.”

The security guards outside Nine Kings were stunned. More than ten cars pulled up outside the company, with dozens of young men all dressed in white alighting from the vehicles before charging into the building. The person leading them was Rick Kramer, a young man with a muscular build. He was the underworld boxing champion and Nelson’s younger brother. Rick’s numerous connections had fed Nelson’s gigantic ego, allowing the latter to reign supreme in Swallowston. In fact, their family was so wealthy that Nelson could do anything without fear of repercussions. Meanwhile, everyone inside the lobby got excited when they heard the commotion outside while Nelson laughed his heart out as he welcom

The old guy said "Andrew we could work something out," Alex said "Nah I don't think so," The old guy said and turned to the other guy before asking "Do you think so Nolen?" "Nope," Nolan said pointing his gun right at my head I looked straight into Nolan's eyes and before I knew it I was on the ground with Alex covering me as bullets flew through the air breaking the windows I heard screaming and bullets that hit the wall, sofas, and the men dropping dead around us When the bullets stopped Alex looked around and then looked at me before asking if I am Okay

The part of her that had been silenced for too long. “Why now?” Serena whispered, her lips barely moving. “Because you’re no longer running from yourself.” Nene’s voice was calm but edged with strength. “You’re finally letting yourself remember. Accept. Breathe.” Serena closed her eyes again, and instead of darkness, she saw silver. A swirl of mist, shifting into the silhouette of a graceful wolf—tall, majestic, and glowing like moonlight. Nene’s eyes mirrored hers, full of pain, strength, and determination.

"Russell's sponsor is asking him to fight new year's eve. But I worry his ribs might not be fully healed by then." "Sponsor? Russ... You didn't tell me you had a sponsor? Way to go, son." he says happily, making Russell close his eyes as if I had just revealed a dark secret. "Who's your sponsor?" he asks. Both Russell and I respond at the same time. "No one important." "Knights Enterprise." Uncle Fred's jaw clenched, and I could see his face turn angrily. "Knights Enterprise?" he turns to Russell, who has his eyes closed and hands fisted.

She softly breathed in oxygen because her lungs were obviously falling to take any in before. Olle's eyes moved to the young boy and instantly recognized him as Nile, the youngest of the two boys. He stood there like an uncooked marshmallow. The white hair on his head stood out more than anything else. It blew with the wind. His fat rosy cheeks took over his face and his beady brown eyes could melt any stone statue. He was cute. That was the only word that went through her mind, immensely jaw-droppingly cute.