Sir Nicholas De Mimsy-porpington Novels & Stories

Nicholas roared. "Time is up son". The king said. "In summary, you messed up with the wrong squad". Nicholas had Morgana's voice behind him. He sword thrust his chest from behind and he groaned as his face was becoming pale white. Nicklaus rose up slowly and Morgana smiled. "You had me lay on that hot desert sand, you'll have to bath me honey". Morgana whispered. "As you wish my princess". Nicklaus whispered. "You should moan brother your kids are dead". Nicholas stammered.

Nicholas shrugged at the young woman. ​ “I truly don’t understand you, Nic.” Portia shook her head at him before sinking onto the sofa. ​ “Water, miss.” Emma, a middle-aged housekeeper, placed a glass of water on the table. ​ “Thank you.” Portia gave her a grateful smile and took a sip of water. Emma watched the young woman for a moment, appearing somewhat surprised, before heading back into the kitchen. ​ “She probably isn't used to seeing someone so beautiful,” Nicholas remarked nonchalantly. His words nearly made her choke on her water. Nicholas was acting strange today—so strange that she didn't know how to handle herself anymore.

I ruffled his hair and he nodded. "Dinner is ready Amara, aren't you going to stay a little longer so that we can dine together?"Mrs Paulina asked happily,"I'm sorry Mrs Paulina but I need to get going,thank you for your kindness." __________ A sweet aroma welcomed me when I opened the door and my lips curved into a smile.I walked straight to the kitchen then stopped at the door and the smile on my lips only broadened. Nicholas was wearing a white apron,his hair was tied into a tight ponytail and he looked so serious as he looked inside the pot, starring whatever only the goddess knew.

A knock interrupts the silence. The library door opens. One of the house staff steps inside. “Nicholas, ma’am.” Grace frowns. “Nicholas?” The man swallows. “He insisted.” Something about his tone immediately puts me on alert. “Who is Nicholas?” I ask. Grace looks confused. “I don’t know.” The staff member steps aside. A man enters. Mid-fifties. Expensive suit. Gray hair. Confident posture. I don’t recognize him. But Grace does.

No shit Sherlock, I said to myself. I limped towards the door and got out. I walked along the corridor which was big too! I reached a door and tried to open it, but it wouldn’t budge. It was locked. “Stupid dumb door” I cursed under my breath. I heard a deep chuckle behind me. I turned around and saw Nicholas leaning on the wall with his arms crossed. He had a devilish smirk on his face as he gazed at me intensely. The words he said next made me shiver in excitement as well as fear. “Welcome to Arcane, my beautiful princess”

This moment is mine. Ethan guides me to Nicholas, the host of the event. Nicholas is a striking figure, young and handsome, with an air of mystery about him. His dark hair is neatly styled, and he exudes confidence and charisma. Having recently returned from abroad, he has quickly made a name for himself as a savvy entrepreneur. There’s an intensity in his eyes that speaks to his ambition and vision.

Nicholas' calm eyes suddenly moved forward and his deep gaze fell slightly on Jessica's face, he opened his mouth a few times, then, a low voice came out. "Who was that woman just now?" His expression froze for half a second, then she laughed. "She, oh, she's not an important person, just a crazy woman. Nicholas, don't worry about her, let's drink the porridge first." With that, she put the spoon in her hand near Nicholas' lips, indicating that he should open his mouth to drink the porridge.

I kiss Beatrice goodbye as we prepare to part ways. She mentions she's headed to the flower shop to pick up flowers for Nickolas's mom before visiting her grave. I hadn't realized it was the anniversary of his mother's death. I inquire about Nickolas's mom, and Beatrice doesn’t hesitate to share. She reveals that Nickolas's mother, Holly, was a human sex slave who was adored by Nickolas's father. Beatrice explains that Holly vanished for a time, and 18 years later, Nickolas was brought to the castle by Leo, who was searching for his mate worldwide. It's speculated that Holly may have realized the dangers of being pregnant before Jane and escaped to her home in England. This revelation sheds

“I’m doing well, thank you. And yourself?” “Couldn’t be better,” he chuckled as he released Corey’s hand, thin and small in comparison to his own. “I’m very excited to hear that you were able to procure a replacement for the recently deceased Mrs. Meriwether. She served me well for over two hundred years, God rest her sweet soul.” “Yes, sir, we were all very sad to see her go,” Corey replied, a distraught look plastered on his face, his voice ringing with lamentation. St. Nicholas shook his head slowly from side to side, his great white beard rippling as he did so. After a moment, he regained his composure and asked, “When will Ms. Fizzlestitch be arriving?”

He walks to the bathroom and washing his hand. But Nicholas word still lingering in his mind. Sarah politely smiling when she saw him, "Mister Hugo, are you done?" "Um, yeah. Anyway, Miss Bones, I want to tell you something." Seeing his serious expression make Sarah become nervous, "What happened, Mister Hugo? Did you sick?" "I think you were right. I mean Nicholas Ergo is one of the best actors in this Empire." Sarah's eyes sparkling with joy, "Ah, I'm glad that you said that."