Nicole Lapin Books Novels & Stories

​She hit the search button, half hoping to find hidden scientific articles, government conspiracies, or at least news about a rare genetic disorder that caused sufferers to grow excessive hair and howl at the full moon. ​However, her search results were instead flooded with rows of digital book covers featuring shirtless, muscular men and fragile-looking women under the moonlight. ​They all pointed to links for online romance novels. ​Nichole scrolled down her screen, reading the titles inwardly with her eyebrows knitting closer together. ​"Bride for the Alpha" ​"The Wolf CEO's Human Mate" ​"Rejected by the Cruel Alpha" ​"Entangled in the Possessive Lycan's Forbidden Love"

She wouldn’t have minded if one particular book wasn’t there, but it was. “Oh, so this one is about the Children of Iniquities. This is about the Nachin era.” Nyssa listed as she easily dodged Layla’s tries. Her lips curled into a large smile, and Layla’s blood turned cold. “And a book about werewolves’ mate bond? Seriously?” She burst into laughter, and Layla stopped trying to snatch the books from her, withdrawing away, but Nyssa wouldn’t let her. “Is this about your bond with Zayne?” She snickered, throwing her arm around Layla’s shoulder. “Are you trying to know how you’ll gain his affection?”

Talia's POV Nicole placed the black book on the table. The back was worn, the leather already peeling in some places. But I could feel the aura radiating off it. Wrong. It felt wrong. My wolf surged forward, her senses alert. I felt that hum of energy underneath my skin. I flipped the page. "What the fuck?" Nicole hissed. I ignored him, squinting slightly. The ink was dark, the handwriting rushed—as though the writer had been in a hurry.

He hums then presses the backs of his hands to the sides of my neck. Isla lunges and grabs Ryan’s wrist, yanking him back and snarling, “Don’t touch her. Your friend has already done enough. Fiona doesn’t need any more problems.” “Are you feeling sick?” Sophie’s soft voice makes all three of us look at her, and I nod. “Well, it’s a good thing I brought this book then. It’s the one I told you about, remember?” A book. The last time we talked, Sophie told me about a book she got from someone in her family. I don’t remember much about the book other than that it’s a Lycan book, but I do remember asking if I could look at it.

Hope is sort of pushing in my mind for her own book and I'd love to see where her character goes, so that's a strong possibility in the future. I've also been thinking about a "NextGen" group of books focusing on the kids. I have been planning a spinoff of Aolis and Lily since the first book and that is still being considered. However, Richie, excuse me, Rich's book has almost completely written itself in my head. So, once Clint and Lily's story is complete, I'll start on Rich's story. I'll let you know when that book comes available.

I have the love for my mate on my side. Lizzie uses magic to heat her sharp claws, so as she scrapes down my side, I cry out in immense pain. It feels like someone is sending an iron through my skin. And I’m not sure I can do this. I have to do this. For Nicole. I will do this. She targets me again, but this time I leap up. I’m able to scrap my claws over her back, sending her toppling to the ground. I slam all of my force into her, tackling her and getting the upper hand. She bites me, taking out a chunk of my flesh. Barely missing my throat.

He must have thought of me as one, and that’s why he thought it wasn’t worth searching about me; he only did two weeks later when he discovered I had his shirt. Liam slipped his hand into his pockets and leant against the wall opposite me. “When I got into the bedroom and couldn’t find you, I asked my men to do some research about you,” he started, and I felt the knot in my stomach loosen. He did some research on me, so it meant something. “Aria Nicole, writer of The Hero in My Nightmare, Love and Tribulations, and Under the Sunset with Mr. Right,” he added, and I smiled softly; he knew about my books… Well, those were just a few of my books, the most popular ones.

The Luna who burned. Nicole moved to the desk in the corner, where old ledgers and maps still lay open from weeks past. Her fingers traced the lines of the territory—the ridges, the forests, the borders they guarded with blood. She saw not just land but wolves. Wolves who whispered now, but who could be turned. Wolves who doubted her, but who might still follow if she showed them what true strength looked like. Her decision formed like iron in her chest. She would not wait for Silas to lead.

"You've to be careful, my lady. Please always remember your position. You're the Luna of the pack and Damien is your man," I felt torn and heartbroken. I nodded my head knowing she was right. *** I yawned softly after completing two novels, a werewolf, and an urban story. The Rise Of The Secret Trillionaire Heir by rare gem writes and The Alpha's Revenge by Mystic writes. They are available in Goodnovel and Meganovel. I can't have enough of them. I stood up from the chair, stretched my arms widely, and returned the books to the shelf. "Look who we have here," I looked up as I heard his cold and familiar voice.

It was large and there were rows and rows of shelves. There were numerous books and she didn't even know where to start from. "Uhmm, is there a book you are looking for?" Alice asked, in an enthusiastic tone. "Yes..." Nicole said, immediately. "I need to read on the Pack's history." She said, and then moved closer to Alice, "You can also show me books that contain duties of the Luna of the Pack." She whispered. "Say no more!" Alice said, and immediately she dashed toward the shelves. There was light humming coming from her as she ran around, taking a few books.