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

“But you said yesterday that…” “I was joking,” he spat. “Do you not know what sarcasm is?” Vivienne scoffed. “Alright, for real, Nico. Who the hell is this?” She wrinkled her nose in distaste. “She looks like some pathetic little church rat that wandered in from the street.” Nico didn’t hesitate. He shrugged and said, “That’s exactly what she is. Just some stupid church rat.” The words cut deeper than any knife. Her prince was dragging a dagger repeatedly through her chest and she didn’t know how much more she could take.

"Never ever bring anyone into my room for sightseeing. I don't care how important they are to you or whatever issues they'll be having, my room is a no-go area and when I say anyone, that includes your girlfriend." Saint's fists tightened, his knuckles at the verge of fracturing. If he was a cartoon character, he'd probably be having steam coming out of his ears and nostrils. "She...is...NOT...my girlfriend!" "Rule number two," Nicholas proceeded. "I am a clean person so I like my surroundings to be very much maintained. I don't like my things to be moved around because I hate searching for them when I need them." "I am not a dirty person..." "I can't validate that just yet. I have never liv

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?

Nick was always the kind, polite and courteous guy, who is unable to be loud and angry according to everyone. “I mean he hardly had any idea about mates and love. His wolf felt the attraction that his mate is near and he went towards the forbidden area. At that time, Dark Sapphire and Moonshine weren’t on the good terms. If he was found, he definitely would have died that night or tormented to no end! I think anyone of us definitely would have done the same thing and don’t give me the crap that you wouldn’t!” Nick said fuming with anger while raising his hand, so no one will even try to deny the truth.

"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..."

Nick said to me while cocking his head. __________ SFTC: Not Made For This World - Tove Lo

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

"I promise not to bite... much." He didn't. I also expected him to hit on me. Rumor had it; he even hit on eighty-year-old women - because he could. Instead, he seemed, almost... shy. With a gulp, he made his way toward me, holding out his hand. "I'm Saint, but my friends just call me Zane." I took his hand then quickly held up my finger and grabbed the notepad I stashed in the kitchen just in case I needed to leave a note for Pris or Jay.