Novel Nicholas Sparks Novels & Stories

So it's not gonna be easy. It's going to be really hard; we're gonna have to work at this everyday, but I want to do that because I want you. I want all of you, forever, everyday. You and me... everyday." ― Nicholas Sparks …. He settled myself back on the armchair before he dropped on the floor. His whole body was trembling with random emotions. It's consuming him. He felt like inside he was dying.

she chuckled. Rico walked away from her, his hands on his face. “What’s up?” She chuckled nervously, walking closer. “Uh, not much, just that you’ve made like my year, with this…” “Oh come on,” she blushed, “Now you sound just like Ryan. I just agreed to come work for you. What’s the big deal about that?” “You agreed to come work for me and that means we get to start working on what is definitely going to be the greatest tv show ever, The Spark,” he stated like it was a well-known fact.

“Don’t even try anything stupid, young Lady!” Nicholas uttered with a tone filled with warning. “You guys are real bad!” said Alice angrily. She jumped off her seat and tripped. She almost lost her balance but Lucas was quick to hold her and save her from the embarrassment. Huge sparks filled in the room which was already filled with colorful disco lightings. “MATE!” both of them shouted when their eyes met. Alice has seen these types of gigantic sparks before. It was when they got to know Luke and Elena were mates. Even though, that was day time with a lot of light. Alice could still remember that the spark looked like a huge explosion outside her room.

He sighed deeply and left the room. <<<>>> AT NICHOLAS OFFICE Nicholas typed away on his laptop as beads of sweats formed around his head. He was a workaholic who didn't care about anything else in the world than work and earn money!! But through the constant pestering of his Mother, he had to hire some random woman he has never seen in his life to be his wife for two years. Although, he has his own plans. He shoved the thoughts out of his head and continued typing.

Other than this feeling of wanting and being wanted. She didn't kiss with skill, but she was enthusiastic. She imitated the movement of his lips and that was more than enough to bring Jacob down to his knees. He'd always preferred experienced women, then why did this innocent spinster have this effect on him? He didn't want to stop. He wanted to lose himself in the scent of her-roses...she smelt like roses. He wanted to divest her of her gown and finish what they'd started. "Olivia Cavendish, stop this instant, I say!"

They were each other's strength and support. Year one, The First Spark, is completed and checked off! Next up is year two: The Second Symphony. A year to grow as individuals, as well as a year to tend to the growing bonds between people. Join Dillon and Tony as they set off on the wild ride called life. It will be a year of laughs, tears of joy, as well as demons and fears. It matters not what that year had in store for them. They'd get through it regardless. Gold isn't scrapped like iron. No, they would be fine because they were hopeful, and because they had faith in what they'd found.

The Divine Hotel was the most luxurious hotel in Athens. It was created back in the late 18th C and now the most prestigious hotel in the city. Nicholas had invited the top businessman to the party. It was such a great occasion for him. Being selected as the CEO was his dream but because Anastasia was a strong opponent to him, he was a little anxious if he would be selected for that position or not! "Nicholas, what are you saying? The day you were born in the Spanos Family was the day you became the potential inheritor of this company," Marcus told Nicholas, who had a wine glass in his hand.

Nicholas Confused, he watched Sinclair briskly walked towards the diner's cramp kitchen. What happened? One minute she was gazing at him in adoration the next she was running away from him scared. Gazing down at his steaming cup of black coffee, he tried to think. He knew she would be upset at him for coming to get her late. The business with Lucifer took longer than he anticipated. After the meeting, he had to go back to the manor to get some things he needed from the vault. Then they made another plan for attending a dinner invitation at Devon. He made a promise to his peers they would stick together and help them avoid the matchmaking mamas and their eager pasty-faced charges. Nothing had

, she kept on spilling without control as she took a look around the house once more. She turned to him again. "Are you depressed?", She questioned with a straight face. "W... What?" "It's a simple question. Are you depressed? Cause that the only logic explanation for how mundane your house looks" "No! I'm... I'm not depressed. I just like the colors black and white. I makes a home... Cosy" She scoffed in mockery. "This does not look cosy one bit." Anthony couldn't believe that this Vivian girl was making these kinds of statements about his house, despite the fact that he was the one accommodating her... For free! He regretted asking her whether she liked the house. It wasn't like she had a

Nicholas and I had spent most of the evening arguing over the bed, and although I was usually good at winning arguments, I somehow lost this one. But Nicholas was not joking when he informed me that it was colder in Lakspur at night time- with me basically shivering myself into agreement with him. And so, in the end, we lay in the same bed, facing away from each other, but it did nothing to prevent the burning awkwardness from consuming the both of us. It was all hidden in the inescapable heat radiating from his body and the sound of his heavy breathing filling the air. Eventually I became overwhelmed by the suffocating concept that was *him*, so much so that I knew sleep wouldn’t find me an