Nicky James Author Novels & Stories

“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

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

Nico didn't live in Britas. He'd come there specifically for James. They interacted frequently, and their conversations spanned a wide range of topics, most of them revolving around financial investments. Nico had many women with him. They all got along well with Beverly and even taught her how to play Britasian card games. She didn't really understand the rules and couldn't play well, but she kept winning anyway. The women were constantly trying to appease her as a way to please James.

“I want you to come work for me… well, not for me—with me. You are so brilliant when it comes to real estate, and with someone like you…” I couldn’t hear anything he said anymore. I just saw his mouth moving, his lips forming words, but my head was buzzing too loudly to hear a single thing. Work for him… Nicholas Ford. James’s enemy. The same man James never hesitated to curse whenever his name came up. James once said Nicholas would rather burn the entire market down than lose a deal. And here I was, sitting across from him, letting him cook for me, laughing at how charming he was, and feeling like my chest was going to explode anytime he came near.

April. If I had to do one more interview with Nicky Jones pretending to be deeply in love with him, I’d go mad. After a long day of interviews, fake smiles and kisses, I impulsively packed up a few things in a suitcase and left Miami. I switched off my phone to avoid calls from Nicky and Kylie who couldn’t get enough of the fake romance. I was done. I didn’t care about the consequences anymore. Faking it was not in me.

Or my jeans yet again with a T-shirt. James hasn’t told me yet who is behind all of this. He says it wasn’t his idea. But he is helping. I think Nick is involved but he doesn’t know the name. The only thing he knows is that he is dangerous and a murderer. He has been killing rogues for fun. “James, May I be excused?” - I say as I lift my eyes from my plate and meet James’s.