Nicky James Author Novels & Stories

Today was the day James and his pack were going to attack, which meant that I had to get out of this place before they had the chance to do anything. The only problem with that was Nicole. She had confined me to my bed for the week and had even stationed people outside the door to prevent me from leaving because she knew what I could be like, but she didn't understand the importance of me getting out of here. If James made it all the way into the territory, he was going to kill everyone he came across. Women, children and men alike, he didn't care who he killed, as long as he got to shed some blood.

Zack finishes off. Did I lie? Did I lie? Did I fucking lie? (Quoted from Nicki Minaj, iconic word's!) But now the bigger question. Do I sell my brother out to a gang or keep loyalty with price as always? "Well... He was fat as a kid." I shrug. __________________ Vote Comment Sorry!! It's been too long my lovelies, my precious... The Hobbit? Anyone? No okay... Well writers block is a shitty dilemma 😊  ~T

“Oh… Oh, Nicky--” “Nico,” I rasp. “The people who really get close to me… If you want to use a nickname, call me Nico, alright? Nicky was just some stupid kid…” “Hey… Hey Nicky.” And James was the last person to ever fucking call me that. “Nico,” she tries on. And fuck, that feels wrong. It is creepy as fuck hearing that name coming out from these lips in that breathy, feminine voice.

He did that for ten years. James stared at the minute of the meeting in his hands, this had to be the tenth time he had gone through it, he doesn't think his sanity could afford any more scolding from his boss. Nickolas Stone was all about perfection and organizing, he had the looks of a greek God, black raven hair and piercing green eyes that most times seems like it could see through a person, every fashion magazines dubbed him as prince charming only those who knew him knows that he was far from charming, sure he was a generous and fair boss but that was as far as nicities went for Nickolas Stone. People at the office nicknamed him 'stone heart' James doubted there was anything in the man

James let out as Alice was still busy sniffing air off York's head. "Uncle James!" Nicholas sang. "Aren't you a little bit shaky? Are you alright?" His voice seemed to have attracted everyone's attention to James as James instantly became the center of everyone's attention. "What are you talking about? I'm just worried that we are losing the day." James seemed to be avoiding eye contact with everyone. Alice moved to him after getting done with her sniffing on York. "Uncle James, why do you have an alternative plan and what is this plan for?" she asked immediately as she sniffed James body.

CHAPTER 66 : Confessions (2). "Sheesh, don't scream!" The voice hushed. Nicky broke free and flipped around to glare at Jeffrey. "Are you crazy? What's wrong with you!" "Do you really wanna know, huh? Do you?!" He snapped back. Nicky looked around and was glad that no one was around. "You're insane Jeff, and you need help!'' She spat and tried to leave but he held her back possessively. "Yes! I'm insane and crazy and whatever else you call it. And do you know why? It's because of you, Nicky."

Oh, that was as genuine as it gets. It was Nicky who booked the room for me tonight, and unfortunately, she was so busy with her work that she forgot to tell me which room number she booked. It was almost two weeks since I last saw her, because she literally stayed in her office this past two weeks because of the case she was handling. Nicky is a resilient attorney who has dedicated her career to fighting abuse and violence against women and children. Our experiences are peculiarly similar, with a major difference: the pain she experienced was caused by her biological father, but mine was caused by a parent I've never met. My mother's pain, however, began with him and only worsened with the

Nick said with his hands in his pockets as he rocked back and forth on the heels of his boots. "Hey!" I replied still dazed at the fact that he planned everything. "Thank you for everything and I know I don't deserve it or your forgiveness." "You don't have to thank me, James actually helped a great deal," he said, "and you do deserve this. You deserve to live and that's what you've got. Another chance at life."

The females who made their way to James’s bed often called him by the shortened Nicki, as well, but that invited a familiarity he never seemed to feel toward them, and after a quick admonishment, they never did it again. He was almost afraid something was wrong with him. He loved his family with his whole heart, but no one else could penetrate the barrier he’d unwittingly constructed. “Did you come to swim?” Michael asked when James reached him. “No, to think.” “Can I help?” the boy asked eagerly. Golden hair gleamed in the moonlight. He smiled, two of his teeth missing. He was not a vampire, like James and Daniel, but he was powerful all the same. Though he had a warrior’s heart, he took af

he asked in concern. Nicky Peters, aka Nicholas Greene. Before meeting my other Dad, Nicky was a baseball player for the Colorado Spring Sox and one of the best. He told me his Dad made him play to be a man, but all my Dad wanted to do was make colorful clothing and make-up. He played baseball until he was in high school, but during that time, he joined beauty pageants when he finally came out. His Dad was unhappy once he found all the dresses and costumes and kicked him out.