Novel & Cerita Nicky James Author

Alison rushed over and shouted at the gathered onlookers, "I'm her sister! I put her through college, and now that she's made it big, she won't acknowledge us anymore. On Christmas, she set us up and left us drowning in debt!" The crowd began to murmur among themselves. "Is this true? Ms. Manning always seemed so nice, though." "You can't judge a book by its cover. It's so cruel of her to scam even her own sister." Watching their pathetic performance, I walked up to the front desk and asked to use the lobby's projector. "Since everyone's here, let's clear things up right now!" I took out my tablet and connected it to the projector. "Alison, you said I cheated you out of your money? Well, why

I texted, my fingers tapping anxiously on my phone. Jake’s response came swiftly,“It’s better this way, little mouse. Trust me.” I was hurt.“But why? I thought you liked them,”I replied. “I like them, so they’re mine to keep. How was your search?” Pouting, I typed.“What search?” “You’ve been searching too much adult stuff online.”

Nicco I turned the note over and looked at the other side. Other than my name, it was blank. I put the note down and thought about it. It sounded fun, almost like a fairy tale. I haven’t had a lot of fun in my life since running away and this would be a very pleasant interlude. I was a little bothered by Earl and Jase’s warning, but I didn’t pick up from Nicco that I was in any danger from him and I was usually pretty good at identifying threats. It’s a skill you pick up when you’re homeless.

Nita's POV James stood up from his seat, his hand neatly placed into his pocket. His lips curled in a smirk as he stretched his hand out to Nita. “Nita Green. It's a pleasure seeing you again after all these years.” His eyebrow twitched slightly as his gaze swept over her. “You've changed.” Nita frowned. In what what? But she didn't voiced that out, she smiled. “For the better.” His smile didn't reach his eyes. Something about it told Nita he wasn't being entirely sincere. The last time she had met James, she hadn't gotten into a contract marriage with Nick.

He was already sitting beside her. It was then Nikka infuriated, “Why are you here?! Who permits you to come here?! This is my place!” But like deaf, he seemed didn't hear what Nikka has said. His jade-green eyes were glued on the cover of the book she was reading, then replied in the different subject. “Wow!!! You also read the novel 'I Can See It!' It was one of my favorite mystery book! I'm a huge fan of its author with the pen name 'Crossfinger'. And I've already read all of his books. Wow, I didn't expect you to read this. What volume are you? I'm in the latest volume.” He said merrily, even his eyes were sparkling happily.

Nancy, on the other hand, couldn’t quite understand why James liked her, but she knew she wasn’t in a place to return his feelings. “I’ll always be here and ready to be your friend, Nancy. So, if you ever need anything, just call me.” Nancy was genuinely moved by James’s words. She hadn’t expected someone as bold and fiery as him to say something so sweet. “Stop joking. You’ll find someone better—someone who’s perfect for you,” she replied with a soft smile. James didn’t say anything. In his heart, there was only Nancy. Meanwhile, Nancy was deeply conflicted, unsure of her own feelings or what lay ahead.

James wrapped his hand around Nicholas's neck, his claws digging in. "Help!" I weakly cried out, then gathered my strength and screamed, banging on the dungeon door. "Help! Somebody!" "James, please don't kill him. He didn't mean what he said. It was just a bluff," I pleaded desperately. "Stop screaming, muffin. I have to put an end to this old man's life," James replied coldly. I continued to scream until I lost my voice, but James didn't give in. Suddenly, Nicholas's hands stopped moving, and fear gripped me as I saw his hand fall to the floor. James withdrew his hand from Nicholas's neck, revealing blood-stained claws and the blood escaping from Nicholas's wounds. My knees buckled, and I

sometimes he thought he was the real Mistress of Meyer Mansion. Nickolas Meyer was a tycoon with shattering skeletons in his closets that no one knew about, James made sure that no one ever will. the road to the top hadn't been paved with roses and sweet aroma. with James silently by his side, he had soured to the top like an Eagle. and he preferred it that way. James glanced at the metal watch on the wall. it was after eleven pm. he needed some sleep if he was going to function properly. he knew what sweet dreams he will be having that night.

James's sharp eyes seemed to stab Nerry, wanting to probe deep into the depths of the room looking for answers from the girl whose face was starting to turn red. "I'm working. If you...." James took Nerry's hands, holding them. The man's eyes were still fixed on Nerry. "I came for something else. Can you leave your work for a moment?" James didn't give Nerry a chance to think of anything else. "Eh, I... Rita doesn't agree with your idea." Nerry didn't know why she was talking about Rita. Maybe it was because she was afraid of getting too big on what James was asking of her.

“Caramel latte. The one you like.” But I was too surprised to drink. I looked her up and down again. “You look… different. Completely different.” “I did it for you,” Nicky said, leaning against the railing. “Because you’re losing yourself in that mansion. And someone needs to remind you who you are.” I swallowed. “Nicky…” She held my gaze firmly, the seriousness unusual for her.