Sir Nicholas De Mimsy-porpington Novels & Stories

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.

I let out a soft sigh, listening to the two conversing a bit. Misty said, "Well, Nicholas, she is a wonderful pet, just like the last one we had." There was a pause, and slowly, I glanced up toward the male vampire. Nicholas… that was the biter's name. His reaction was interesting. Even in my exhausted state, I noticed hesitation and sadness spark in his gaze. He glanced down at me, but I quickly shut my eyes as if sleeping, willing my body to appear like I was oblivious to their conversation. His deep voice sounded above me. "She is," he confirmed. "And yes. The last one was wonderful. This one seems completely out of it, huh?"

I turned to flash him no more than a chaste smile. " Thank you." I replied and turned back, idly trailing my tongue along the rim of the glass. I knew what it made me look like. A cheap whore trying to pin the attention of some horny man, but I did not care. It was what I wanted to do as I stood there and I cared very little for the effect it had on the man standing next to me. "I am Nicholas, the Alpha prince of one of the largest packs in the eastern part of the country."

NATALIA’s POV. The gentle knock on the door makes me raise my head and I almost roll my eyes when I see the person who has just ventured into the room. Nicholas stands at the door for a while before he starts to take slow steps towards me. “Your aunt says you have not eaten anything all day” his voice resonates in my ear. I drop the book I am reading and turn my full attention to him. “Point of correction, Nicholas. She is not my aunt but a savant here”

Ben smiled and nodded then said, “Yep, but he’s a psychic and every time you sleep with his daughter, he’s going to know what all you’re doing to her. What do you think about that?” Thorin cringed and said, “Oh, sweet Jesus. He’s going to kill me.” When they got to the other side, they came to the gate that Ben had seen in his dreams. They were met there by a tall man with long dark hair who said, “Hello Ben Logan. I am Lord Nicholas. Welcome to the North Woods.” Ben grinned and held out his hand. “It’s good to see you again Nicholas.” As the ancient sorcerer returned his knowing smile and shook Ben’s hand, he nodded towards the entrance. “I believe you’ll find her watching the ships leave.

He said to me. "Thank you so much sir for your time" I put up a facade smile at him. He didn't give me a reply though. Rather, he ponderously walked past me, muttering to himself and now oblivious of my lurking profile. "At least she's better than all those other women that served Sir Nicholas. Those ladies smell like gold miners, and sometimes, I find it quite burdensome to keep up with them. How does Sir Nicholas even keep up with those ladies? They are so cheap and money thirsty. If Sir Nicholas never had the money, I bet all those women wouldn't even go close to him, talk more of following him like a fly..."

"How useful you are." "Glad to be of service." Nicholas’s familiar was a dog. It was a big Bernese mountain dog named Bishop who everybody on campus seemed to love. He smiled and wagged his tail as Nicholas took him on a walk around campus. He would stop to accept pets from people and chased Aubrey’s cat that jumped up a wall to get away. Some familiars acted more animal-like than others and Bishop was one of them. "What does the form of the familiar say about the master, Finn?"

“I’m not tired.” Another warning. Another thing she noticed immediately. His body was exhausted and she could see it. But his mind, is a different matter. Still alert. Still racing. “Mimi.” Althea called softly toward the open doorway. A moment later, Mimi appeared, already attentive. “Yes, Ma’am?” “Can you bring Nicholas upstairs?” Althea asked. “Let him nap for a while.” Nicholas immediately protested. “Mama—.” Althea crouched in front of him again, brushing his hair back gently.

Author’s Note: Hey fam! So remember when I gave a vague estimate for how many chapters were left? Well, I am here to confirm that chapter 79 will be the end of SIR. I get so emotional just thinking about it, and I am not even remotely ready for it to be over. But let's do the damn thing together. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ David leads me into his apartment, not commenting on the mess he has to guide me through. Or maybe he doesn’t even notice.

“Sapient took out the gran. Now it runs out off of nothing.” “Gran?” “Astral haven’t shown you yet?” “No, she hasn’t.” Nicholas extends his hand towards Mauve who looks at him, in a fog. “Come on then, I’ll show you.”