Sir Nicholas De Mimsy-porpington Novels & Stories

"I heard some rumors, my friends, some of them met a mysterious handsome man with brown hair and golden irises who was going to ask them out for a romantic dinner but ghosting them the next tomorrow. That's a fairly well-known rumor among my circle, about a man from another world" "Is that true?" A faint amused smile appeared on Violet's lips as she saw the blush start appearing on his cheeks. Not that she's lying. She had indeed heard the story from mouth to mouth. "Ha! So it's you! That handsome man with golden irises who leaves young girls with their shattered hearts?" The funny thing was that Nicholas seemed to be trying to collect his memories. He didn't even deny Violet at all. "As far

A vampire ascended to the stage, announcing the first bid as a blonde mortal was pulled to the front of the platform. "She's pretty," Nicholas remarked. "Hardly," he scoffed. The mortal was weak and timid, her body shaking with fear. She wouldn't last five minutes with him. Damn it, seven hundred years he'd been without the feel of a woman beneath him. There was a time when they fell into his lap, begging. A Forsaken won the bid, lugging the poor female away. Nicholas brushed a speck of dirt off his black coat. "Such a shame, she won't last the night."

Compared to the beautiful front Dellancy manor has presented, the basement is utterly frightening down to the very last detail. Nicholas treads toward the room, heart pumping faster than ever. The room is silent, walls fading and bed empty. On the floor he finds a chain... Attached to it is a skeleton with nothing but a ring on one of its fingers. It's the same ring Nicholas used to get engaged with his lover.

Once we came to the clearing he introduced us to the other vampires told us that each one f them would train us like vampires and so I got paired with Pierre and Cole got paired with Nicholas. Nicholas is a blonde guy with blue eyes. His height would be around 6’2. He’s a muscular guy with a stoic face and his aura is of a male on high position. While Pierre is a ravenette with dark brown eyes and is 6’3. Though he is lean, he still has his fair share of muscles. He looks like an easy going guy in comparison to Nicholas.

What if she accidentally stepped into a bottomless pit? Nicholas was silent for a long time before he smiled and waved a hand to get his men in. Over ten men in black quickly filled up the small cafe, and the mood changed drastically. “Ms. Quimby, you must be joking.” Nicholas smiled. “I’m not here to wreck anything. I’m a customer! “Mr. and Mrs. Grist,” he said, looking at the couple. “Please make us a cup of coffee each. Latte without sugar.”

So stubbornly by her daughter's side, she remained. Soon enough, Nicholas was back from attending to the fallen physician. "He is awake." He had declared, reassuring Mira that she hadn't killed the man. The girl had smiled happily before Nicholas had pulled the room aside to speak to them about what was really going on. "He is awake but he can't remember anything that happened today. He is kind of spaced out. Does this happen with you guys? Do you have this ability to make peoples' memories fade away?" Nicholas's gaze moved from Zezi to George and then to Aunt Alice, his questions directed to them.

One of the maid's stood at the door to see who was approaching. The name of the maid was Hilda, she had grey hair on some parts of her hair, her body was lean and she was short in height. She looked seventy in Nicholas's eyes but she was only Sixty two years old. The woman bowed as she saw that it was King Nicholas who was now standing in front of her. "My Lord." She said in a trembling voice. "Where is the owner of this house?" Nicholas asked. "He is inside my Lord. I shall call him right away."

“The purple one is the mermaid.” Nicholas didn’t look up. “This one?” “No. That’s the sexy jellyfish.” He paused for half a second. “The... sexy jellyfish?” “Yeah. Because she shimmers.” I leaned my shoulder against the foyer frame, quietly enjoying the fact that the universe still handed out tiny acts of mercy sometimes. Nicholas picked the correct purple cutout. “This?” “Yes.” “You used too much glitter.” “There’s no such thing as too much glitter.” He finally looked up and stared at Sienna. “That kind of sentence usually ends in criminal charges.”

he slithered with a hunger that made Diana curl herself even further into Nicholas' chest, thoroughly repulsed and horrified by the way that the creature's yellowish and reptilian eyes raked over her body right after that statement. "I want you to send her to me pure and untouched, with her virginity intact," the demon instructed, making the girl whimper and cry out a trembling "no", desperately pushing herself up against Nicholas' body with a force that made him almost stumble and lose his footing. Nicholas' frown deepened, a hint of disgust tugging at his insides, aside of that considerably growing intrigue. Why was he so desperate to have her? And untouched nonetheless. There surely had t

He sounded bewildered and in a daze. "Elder Elijah never lies..." Nicholas stated, caressing Scarlett's hair before dropping a soft kiss on her forehead. "Elder Elijah..." Her body froze for a second. Who is this man now? How does he know about her? Nicholas erased her confusion, "He is the longest living member of Mystic Howl and the prognostic. He recently returned from his long term meditation, having a vision of the firstborn of the mother Moon." And that information was enough to stiff Scarlett once again. No-no, she couldn't be seen before she found her mate!