Nick Nelson Novels & Stories

Nicholas was looking more handsome in his office attire, with his hands pocketed in his trouser. Nothing can be perfect sight aside from him at this moment. Ariana saw many men and women look at him in awe as they were mesmerized by his sinful gorgeous figure. Some started taking pictures and videos of him. Others immediately recognized him as Nicholas Nelson, the country god. “DADDY!!” Kyle and Kylie screamed as they run to their father, who crouched down to hug them. Without knowing or realizing it, a smile crept on Ariana's face as she looked at the smiles on the faces of the three people in front of her.

As Kyle and Kelly delved deeper into their father's AI notes, they uncovered a hidden section expressing Nelson's innermost desires and regrets. Contrary to his cold exterior, those notes revealed Nelson's secret wishes for genuine love, connection, and a desire to have children. Within the coded messages, Nelson confessed his longing for a family that goes beyond appearances. He expressed remorse for the mistakes of his past, acknowledging that his demeanor has been a defense mechanism to mask his vulnerability and fear of rejection.

he turned it off, as we continued our journey. "Nelson... do you know, uhm..." I said again after some minutes, struggling with my words. "I do, Mia. Not too well, but just exactly what I need to know" he said as I nodded. "Well, not only for being the heir to Mr. Noah's conglomerate, he is known for his jaw dropping bike-riding skills" Nelson said as I kept mute. "He stays off social media and hates being linked to his dad. He lives alone and hates disturbance of any sort. He was linked to several models years ago and was reportedly said to be dating Lia Beckham, the popular Scottish actress months ago, but they broke up not long after as a result of infidelity...on Mr. Mason's part" he sai

Ember pouted. “We’d win against them.” Nelson joined in the conversation. “I have a beef against that curly hair dude from their team. We have to win or I might jump into the Atlantic Ocean.” “You mean Nick?” Jacob asked. “Yes. That dude gets on my fucking nerves.” Nelson replied, taking a forceful bite from the meat in his plate, as if fighting against it. While they were busy discussing, I grabbed my phone and typed a text message to Kaida. There was no way in hell I would let her come to tomorrow’s game in a fucking Devils Jersey.

“If we go to his parents and his girlfriends, wouldn't they spill the beans to him? If he knows that the mafia are after him, he is going to go into full hiding.” “I thought about that too." “Do you have any suggestions?” “Why don't we go to them as the FBI instead? And also, what about Nelson?” Nelson was an inventor who visited the house the day before. He had a lot of gadgets with him; she had been so mesmerized that she checked him up. Alexander frowned at the mention of another man. “Who the hell is Nelson?” She shrugged. “Don't tell me you don't know him." “Am I supposed to know him?”

The onlookers were horrified by what they were witnessing. Kiran laughed in disbelief, then turned to Nelson. “You really are the epitome of a lackey. You are the best of the best among all the dogs.” Nelson wasn’t offended by the insult. Instead, he looked at Els and said, “This is Kiran York.” Els’ eyes turned cold. Ignoring Kiran, he looked at Sofia and said, “I want to sleep with that woman!” “Dream on!” Sofia instinctively shouted. “Shut up!” Nelson snapped at Sofia. Turning to Els, he said, “This is my granddaughter, Sofia Carter. It’s an honor that you’re interested in her.”

“I didn’t know who Cara Nelson was, or I didn’t know that you were Cara Nelson?” “Is there a difference?” I spit the words at him, having difficulty maintaining my smile while we dance and talk. If it was possible, his gaze on me became even more intense. “Cara Nelson is the daughter of Lily Nelson. Lily Nelson gave her life saving my mother and I when another pack attacked us. I was barely 6 years old at the time, but I remember that day like it was yesterday. Cara Nelson is also the daughter of Clint Nelson. Clint Nelson saved my father’s life during that same battle but it cost him the use of his legs due to a massive spinal injury that could not be repaired, even though my father brought

I felt anger bubble inside me. “Look at me!” I snapped. His eyes shot up to mine. “Do you know who I am?” I asked. He nodded. “Tell me.” “You’re Leah Garrison.” “Yes, I am. And you did this to me.” I held out my wrists and then lifted my jumper to show my healing wound. His eyes fell to my stomach and then back to his chained wrists. When he lifted his gaze again, his eyes were filled with sorrow. “I am so sorry; we did this to you.”

"They insisted." Alex stepped forward first, his analytical gaze assessing Nelson with uncanny perception for an eight-year-old. Austin hung back, more cautious but equally curious. "Who are you?" Alex asked bluntly. Nelson didn't immediately approach them. Instead, he lowered himself to one knee, putting himself at their eye level—a gesture that must have cost his pride dearly. "My name is Nelson Walton," he said, his voice gentler than I'd ever heard it. "I'm your grandfather." Alex's eyes widened. "Mom said our dad's parents lived far away."

' I asked. Caller: 'Yes. Nelson Clifford. He's a known mafia lord, a very dangerous man. The police has been trailing after his crimes but he always uses a way to outsmart people. Sir, why do you want him?' Me:'Get the police in search of him. He's presently in Chicago' Caller: 'Yes, sir' ................ ~Nelson's pov~ I cleaned off the blood stains from my knuckles with a smirk. "Well. That is for keeping me in suspense." I turned to whimpering man on his seat. " Take him away" I ordered. My phone rang and one of my men handed it to me.