Not So Saint Nick Novels & Stories

Rumour had it that after the death of his father fifteen years ago when he was just eight, he was sent out of the country to another Pack, and only moved back into Nightshade Pack two years ago. My face burned with embarrassment. Heat caught in my throat at the shame of my crush being here while I was getting bullied. I had liked and admired Jason from afar for two years, but he never noticed me. How the fuck was he supposed to, when we are from different worlds? While I was just an ordinary daughter of a packhouse guard, an ugly plump werewolf with big dreams of becoming a figure skater, a dream that may never come true in my lifetime, Jason was the opposite. He was the epitome of perfectio

"What's an omegaverse?" "A fictional world where men can get impregnated. I'd have fucked you so badly, you wouldn't be able to walk anymore." "Oh fuck off." Saint chuckled, "So, do you still want that date? I mean we can go for a second round if you want an indoor date." Saint whispered, already preparing himself. Nicolas let out a weak, genuine laugh. "What are you made of? Rock?" "Your love. I am made of your love." "That is so cheesy. Just shut up and wash me.”

Wasn't that my building? "I heard only rich people live here," one sneered. "A bunch of mob bosses keep their goomahs in these apartments! Hit thirty thousand likes, and we'll bust down that home‑wrecker's door!" More viewers flooded the stream, hyping up the unseen host. I scowled. This kind of trashy spectacle wasn't my business. I was about to close the app when the host finally turned the camera on herself. I went still. Was that… Betty Gotti? Lucas's girl?

Synopsis On her eighteenth birthday, Aria Ravenwood enters Mooncrest Academy believing she'll finally meet the mate destined to save her life. Instead, she finds Kael Ashford—the academy's hockey superstar, her brother's best friend, and the one boy who already loves someone else. In front of the entire academy, Kael rejects the bond between them, leaving Aria heartbroken. But as her mysterious illness worsens, Kael begins to feel every ounce of her pain through a mate bond he refuses to accept. While jealousy, betrayal, and dangerous secrets threaten to tear them apart, an ancient prophecy reveals that Aria is far more than an ordinary werewolf. And if Kael can't earn back the

“ I know this is none of us , we would never be sloppy. I know none of my guys would do this behind my back “ I snap and hold my hand out for the joint off of Joker. He leans forward and gives it to me. I take a drag and blow it out , looking out the window I think of who could be wanting to set us up. Shit I could write a fucking novel that consists of nothing but names of enemies we had. Once again the door opens and the last of my close brothers walks in Saint. He has his head in his phone , he’s typing out a text and when he sits down he finally pockets it and looks up. He looks at me and then across at the other too. Saint goes by that because he looks like the boy next door. His hair

“This is completely unfair.” “You didn’t get the hint?” Nic asks, sarcastic. “Considering it’s called the Deadlands? And you’re alive?” “No, Nic, I didn’t,” I bite back, narrowing my eyes. “And just in case you ever make the same mistake when you’re planning a trip to Not-a-Jackass-Ville, you’re not invited.” Anton barks out a sharp laugh and then slaps a hand over his mouth, turning away, his shoulders shaking. Nic just glowers at me, not thinking it’s nearly as funny.

Dora's fingers rose, aiming for a slap to his face, but the entry of Dean and uncle Will interrupted that. "C'mon, slap me!" Saint tendered his ear closer. "You don't have an ass I can slap back, so I'll slap you back in the face, and you'll lose your sight." "Come on!" Uncle Will pulled him. "No I want her to slap me!" Saint pulled back adamantly. "Come the hell on!" Will pulled again, taking him out. Dean faced Dora, giving her a tight look. "Dunno what deal you have with Saint which made you come, but he's gonna say thank you if he wants to. I won't say it on his behalf." He said nonchalantly and moved out.

"I know Kathleen, Luna. We're just friends. That girl likes tall, buff, and handsome men! I'm not tall or buff, but I am handsome!" I couldn't help but laugh. "Then if that's the case, her type would be your friend, Nick." Arnold paused and Nick shook his head. "Not interested." Arnold looked at him curiously. "Why not? You're already twenty-four, and you still haven't found your mate. Is it because of the scar on your face? I'm telling you, you're handsome and cool! Don't look down on yourself." Nick sighed. "I'm not. I just don't like it."

Vincent jumped right in, laughing, chatting, and carefully fixing a plate for Maggie—making sure to leave out the onions she hated. Serena sat beside them, wearing her 'just a friend' mask. Midway through, she ducked out to the bathroom. On her way back, a voice from inside stopped her. "Vincent, be real. While Maggie was gone all those years, did you ever catch feelings for someone else?" The room went dead quiet. Everyone turned, waiting. Maggie jumped in fast. "Okay, let's not do this. I was gone forever—it's normal if he liked someone else..."

I wonder what they were saying. Harry doesn’t leave. He glues to my side, occupying my space. “Are you serious dude?” Someone yells from the crowd surrounding the pool. Nick's parents are in Europe currently that’s why he threw the party this time. Nick had always wanted to throw a pool party ‘cause he's naughty and loves naughty things. Nick barks a laugh at the question and squeak. “You think I’d lie?” Nick's naughty, yeah, but the boy is a tech wizard. Give him anything