Not So Saint Nick Novels & Stories

At that moment, Adrian suddenly remembered I'd once told him the Romanos wanted me to move to New York and help run their fine art authentication firm. He hadn't taken it seriously. He'd laughed and said, "What could you possibly do for them?" That was right. In Adrian's eyes, I couldn't do anything well. Even when it came to my own marriage, Julianne had to review the license application for me. When I'd asked whether I could attend the casino's ribbon-cutting, he'd only replied: [Ask Jules.] It would've taken him almost no effort to decide for himself. Julianne had answered: [Maddie is being childish again. She's about to get married, yet she still wants to put herself on display.]

"Sex is not a valid present to any man." Spencer whistled, looking the other way at my words. "You're not a man. How would you know that?" "She's right," Blake answered Spencer on my behalf. "Sex, no matter how good it is, is not a present." "Speak for yourself, man."

But Noah seemed to have none of that. “Are we supposed to wait for people?” She asked. Jenna looked up from her plate and her demeanor shifted into something. Uncomfortable. “We don't normally invite people on birthdays,dear. Gray is not comfortable with crowds” She nodded as if she understood. Truth is, there are so many things she wanted to ask and if possible, note down on her phone. That's how curious she is. “I am sorry, I didn't know” She gave an awkward laugh. The sounds of footsteps entered the kitchen, Gray walked into the kitchen and sat down on his chair.

“Is that so? Well, it’s a pretty lame excuse for a story don’t you have more interesting things to report on?” “Sure, plenty but he is the golden boy of the NHL, he’s a legend and it’s good feed for us.” Nick doesn’t budge, he’s kind of tall, taller than me but not as tall as Alex, he’s slender built but his T-shirt show that he does work out just not like a demon. “I’m not sure, we’re kind of private to be honest, Nick. We’re still a fresh couple and we don’t want the press in our faces too much.”

Bronx puts his arms around his wolf and gives him a playful scratch on the chest. “Bronx, a-are we dead?” I look at him, but he’s murmuring at Saint. “You know, I’ve never actually seen Saint in person. It’s really weird, but I kind of like it.” Bronx focuses on Saint a little longer, running his fingers through Saint’s fluffy white coat, then looks me in the eye and takes my hand. “We’re in your mother’s palace. How do you feel?”

I just hoped it wouldn’t end badly. “Apart from trying to constantly trick me into bed,” Saint started one afternoon when I was in his home office with him while he worked on his computer. Sometimes, I just loved being around him even if we were doing our own things. I looked up from the silly little game I’d been playing on my phone. “Do you have any other hobbies?” “Uh, I’m offended.” I pointed out but Saint ignored me. “And what do you mean? I have hobbies.” “Shopping excluded, name one.”

In his opinion, it was an honor for these people to even witness the power of a Saint. If it were not for the four Saint Realm reputable elders in the Iridescent Sect, Nek would not be so polite. He might have already done things his way. “Hmph!” Nova snorted heavily. She knew that what the other party said was rubbish. ‘He’s been a Saint for more than a thousand years, and he hasn’t fully grasped the power of a Saint? What a load of cr*p! ‘Nek clearly wanted to show off by doing this.’

He silently took off his coat and wrapped her up. "No, I'm not cold." Savannah smiled as she refused. However, Nick insisted. "You have to be careful. If you sneeze, I will feel guilty." "Ha?" Savannah burst into laughter and tried to make fun of Nick. "Brother Nick, I find that you're not like a block of wood. Callan said that you've never had a girlfriend. Well, I teach you. If you treat a girl as your master, I'm sure you'll have a girlfriend soon. Haha..."

Karen replied while reaching for her hand, "I can see that you are still surviving in this terrible scene of yours, don't you sometimes feel all alone and feel abandoned." "Yes I do but I prefer loneliness than go around being terrorised by your machines which have taken over our island, I can see that you have already got one for yourself as a bodyguard," the old woman said while turning towards Chester with a frown allover her face." "No nunny," Karen answered while laughing at her words, "he is a human like us, Chester come closer and greet my nunny." "I can see from my own old eyes that he looks exactly like that wicked and immoral woman called Chelsea who goes on ensuring that she weake

When I went to meet Nick, I couldn't hide my indifference as I asked him. "What's the matter Nick? I know you're planning something so just drop this fake act!" I know he's acting, he can never change. Few days ago he was looking for revenge and now he's suddenly turned into a Saint. It's more than obvious. He smiled, his voice soft. "I remember how you used to look at me with such kindness. You never looked down on me like this before."