Nicole Snyder Novels & Stories

Chapter 1 CYNTHIA'S POV The snow made it all the worse. I should have been happier with the holiday season soon approaching. However, it couldn’t get any worse. I caught my boyfriend, Nicole Smith , with a girl in his senior year, fucking in the locker room. What made it especially appalling was the fact that there were three guys, Nicole included.

She was like a mad girl who laugh and cry at the same time while screaming her revenge at him. In the dark, “Who’s that girl screaming?” Nicole Clarkson asked Bill while she couldn’t hide her annoyance to the girl who disturbed their romantic night. She just arrived in Capital Z and she was excited as hell to be contacted by Bill’s secretary. Nicole was a famous wedding gown designer all over the world. She had a lot of works filed up but her interest wasn’t for her work anymore when he heard Bill Sky’s name demanding to see her in person. “Hmmm.. never mind her. She’s a psycho.” Bill smiled wickedly at Nicole that even in the dark his white teeth shined attractively.

She asked. “Hi, I’m Nicole Brennan, a premium model both home and internationally. Um, I’m 25, and I’m engaged!” I showcased the ring on my finger and they chuckled. “I love to bake, and I’m pretty good at sewing. I think that’s all.” I concluded and she nodded with a smile. “We are honored to have such a remarkable person in our midst. I for one, I’m a big fan,” She said and I smiled. “What inspired you into becoming a model?” She asked.

But if you are a nymphomaniac like me, go ahead ;) Also guys, for the better understanding of the stories, I’d also like to give you the order in which the books should be read: 1)Nathaniel Lachlan 2)Aaron Riverwood 3)Landon Chambers 4) Emily Warner 5) Danika Williams Danika Williams Everyone in the room stared at me as I smashed the third glass on the ground in anger. I hadn’t had proper food for 2 days. My mom, who was a former Miss Universe, controlled my life since I was a child. Nine years ago, when I was only 18 years old, she wanted me to be Miss Universe too but I was the runner up, which angered my mom, so much so that she didn’t let me eat for 5 days as a punishment.

She could wear any contacts or colorful wigs, but I would bet anything, she was definitely the camgirl, Sindy Kate. At the same time, I went to the site. I knew she was online. Indeed, she was. She was giving advice to one of the viewers on how to keep their sex life more interesting. Funny how people ask her loads of trash. I type my questions, but it buried with a bunch of questions from the viewers. She was definitely getting a lot of coins out of this. I forgot I purchased coins—all I had to do was tip her to get her attention. DangerouslyAddictive10: Would you rather tell the truth to someone that could hurt her feelings in the process? Or better to just keep it to yourself?

Sexually. I reach the small cabin which is built of glass outside the CEO's massive cabin. I see two telephones, a printer, and a fax machine on the table. I decorate my new table with the Hotwheels car, a dog's photo frame, ashtray, and the playboy swimsuit calendar. Yay! I see a file lying on the desk with the title, "Non-Disclosure Agreement." Which instantly clicks in my head, Christian Grey! Is Ryan into BDSM, wait that's why he chose me as his secretary? Does he know who I am?

When she looked up, she saw a beautiful woman in a man's shirt with bare legs and no visible bottoms. The door was only half-opened. The woman held the door and tilted her head to look at Felicity. The woman was taller than Stella. Her legs were extremely long, her hair was tied loosely on one side, and she had elegant features that exuded a certain charm to her. Felicity recognized the woman. She was the one who won the best actress award at the Oscars—Nicole Aspen. Nicole was one of Vermont's ex-girlfriends and one of the most impressive exes in terms of career development.

"Didn't I mention that I wanted to introduce a client to you?" Yvonne asked. The man replied, "Oh, yes. Are you going to introduce the client to me now?" "Hmm," Yvonne responded, and she aimed the camera at Nicole, who was still stunned. "This is her. She's the chief designer at Miller Jewels, Nicole Princeton. But she will soon be the boss of QT." The man on the screen smiled at Nicole, but he still gave her a fright because of how fierce he looked.

Aaron pointed out. "Wait Aaron, I am getting confused here. What do you mean by ultimate risk and why haven't you met her yet, isn't she in Florida?" Logan asked and I am dreading him finding out that she's in prison, I don't know if he will understand or be okay with it. "Don't worry man I am here for you, I will clear all your confusions. First of all, Nicole is in prison and he is her therapist." Aaron blurted out.

He'd shoot me anyway, but it was nice of me to give him an excuse from time to time. "I've been sending sexually suggestive letters to ADA Feinstein," I offered. "Does that count?" "Oh really?" she seemed surprised. "Why don't you come by my table real quick and let me introduce you to some of my colleagues." I wasn't going to be rude. "Gang, this is Nicole," I introduced her to my table. "She's an attorney at a prestigious law firm that probably has more dead partners than living ones and offices in Papua New Guinea and a few dozen other places you've never heard of. I'll be right back."