Nicole Snyder Novels & Stories

I can’t see him, I just can’t after hearing that he was planning to propose. The door of my office opens and Nicole walks in, holding a white nylon. She’s wearing her signature Tom Ford jumpsuit that gives off that no-nonsense vibe. Her heels click on the floor as she walks over to me, dropping the nylon on the table with a thud. “Thank goodness I came with food.”

"I won't tell anyone," Poppy promised Nicole, covering her mouth. "Only you." Nicole didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She accepted the apple and gave Poppy two candies in return. Her WhatsApp chimed. It was Beatrice Blair. [Nicole, the first floor is more than halfway underwater. If it reaches the second floor, could Hughie and I stay with you for a bit?] Beatrice was a competitive athlete, a national collegiate kickboxing champion. Hughie Norman was her live-in boyfriend.

He had always been one of Taylor's staunchest critics, often questioning his leadership. As Nicole and Emilia entered his office, Reynolds smirked. “Well, well. If it isn’t the woman making waves in New York.” Nicole chuckled. “I’ll take that as a compliment.” Reynolds leaned back in his chair. “Tell me, Nicole. What’s your real goal here?” Nicole crossed her legs, holding his gaze. “The same as yours, Mr. Reynolds. A successful Taylons Enterprises.” Reynolds laughed. “And Taylor?”

I breath out. They all stay silent. I see a look of recognition flash through Cristian's eyes. I cock my head in confusion. He catches my gaze and right as he's about to say something, a larger, older woman came over to us. "Hi I'm Sylvia, I'll be taking care of you today. What can I get for you?" She greets us happily.

The first and only time she saw her cry was when her mother died. "It's nothing, Hannah," Caitlyn answered and sniffed, wiping her face with the back of her palm. "I'm fine," She said and managed to force a smile. "Are you sure?" She asked out of pure concern. "Yes, Hannah. Thank you. What brings you here?" The lady sighed and stretched a file to her. "Mr. Bernard asked me to give this to you to review after typing." "Oh, the CARIA case?" She asked, taking the file from her.

said I picking up the phone. "hello miss smith. this is one of your fans." said the gentleman on the phone who I estimated to be about the age of seventy and more because of how wheezy his voice sounded. "oh hello there sir. what's your name?" "My name is Anthony Miller. actually, my granddaughter is your fan but she has had your number for ages and had not the guts to call you." explained the man. "yes? thank you Mr. Miller. maybe I can talk to your granddaughter? "

She excitedly tells me, her strawberry blonde curls bouncing around her heart shaped face. Christine is really a lovely lady. She is short, probably barely five feet tall, and dainty. Her facial expressions are quite entertaining, her freckled nose crinkled up and it wouldn’t take an empath to tell that what she was thinking about was icky. Confused, I gawk at her. “Warrior?” I ask. “Yeah, Bobby Ray told me that Deputy Scott found your camera and there was a video of you kicking the shit out of those two guys.” She explains.

She stops in her tracks when she sees Olivia perched on the counter, her brows drawing together in confusion. “This is Serena’s sister, Olivia,” I offer, throwing a thumb in her direction. Then I turn to Olivia. “This is Taylor, my beta’s mate, and her daughter Sadie. They live here at the packhouse, too. And speaking of my beta…” I trail off as I look past Olivia to see the front door swing open, Cy stepping through. “This is Cy,” I supply, nodding in his direction. Cy grins warmly toward Olivia as he makes his way further inside. “You must be the sister.”

He stayed still and when he glanced at them a big smile spread on his face. Nicole walked Anna to the Dean's office just like she had said. "Let me tell you a little about myself. I'm Nicole Bellion, I'm in my sophomore year. I met Drake and his friends in my freshman year, then they were in their sophomore year. I was crushing on Brad before I became friends with Drake which gave me the opportunity to also become friends with Brad and then at the end of my freshman year, Brad asked me to be his girlfriend" she giggled and Anna smiled.

I stated. "Thanks bro. I owe you big time." He stated smiling at me happily. They left after a few minutes. I’ve never seen Cole excited about a girl before. It looks like he’ll be next in line to Jake. They looked good together. I was about to leave after a few more glasses of wine when I saw her get on stage. I was furious, what the hell is she thinking joining this kind of event. "Hi, good evening everyone. I'm Cassandra Nicole Rockwell. I'm an editor for a lifestyle magazine." She sated sweetly.