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"It doesn't matter, not yet. You'll be mine soon enough." "Be gone, foul spirit," Sassy snarled at him. "Your very presence is vile and unwelcome." How formal. I wondered if he had a reason. And found out a moment later. A fine mist of amber light rose from the ground, surrounding Nicholas in a haze of power. He flinched from it before summoning the pure white of his own and burning it off. Good vampire banishing tidbit to know. Probably would have worked, too, if Nicholas hadn't been so powerful.

I stepped into the hallway, the faint, ethereal sound of a piano drifted up from below. I reached the doorway of the piano room and leaned against the frame, my breath catching in my throat. There was Nicholas, my dark and twisted prince from hell, sitting at the piano with a glass of whiskey resting beside him. He was clad in jeans and a simple white short-sleeved shirt, no socks, his hair a deliciously disheveled mess. It was the most casual I’d ever seen him, and yet he was still utterly captivating.

I wonder how long it would take my coffee to get to me. "Sir," A young waitress called out to Nicholas with a tray containing his cup of coffee in her hands just above his head. "Sir, your coffee." Nicholas raised his head ignorantly with speed. It bashed against the buttom of the tray and the coffee fell off the tray right on his trousers beforehttps://free.f******k.com/groups/risingstarsnovelistspoetsandreaders/permalink/1192663701211551/?refid=18&ref=dbl&_ft_=qid.-7937250538259069783%3Amf_story_key.1192663701211551%3Atop_level_post_id.1192663701211551%3Atl_objid.1192663701211551%3Acontent_owner_id_new.105427178134336%3Apage_id.105427178134336%3Asrc.22%3Astory_location.6%3Afilter.GroupStor

Arthur frowned,shooting an icy glare at Nicholas,the pathetic Werewolf he met at the festival. "Who are you to give me orders?,Werewolf!" Arthur blurted. "First of,my name is Nicholas and this is my student. I will not accept this level of Violence against him." Nicholas tone hardened as he inched closer to Arthur. "So you're a teacher here huh?. I wonder what you teach your Werewolves these days because clearly this idiot here has no respect for Vampires nor her." Arthur's grip hardened again. He felt her cling unto his back at his words.

Sarah looked at him, “What do I have to do, sir? Nicholas said, “ I invite my friends to my home for a drink, and unfortunately, my servants are on leave, so there is no one there to serve them. So, will you? “ I understand, sir." She said with a cold face and a Nicholas smile that he loved to humiliate her. “Come on." With that, he leaves, and she follows him. She was shocked to find a black Porsche parked in the lot. she glance at Nicholas. Sarah asked, “Is this the vehicle you own?"

He did not even seem to have heard her as his eyes were still on me. "Sir?!" She called again trying to get his attention. "Huh?" He answered, breaking free from whatsoever sequel fantasies he had been using me for. "I asked if you have any questions for her?" She repeated. He looked at me and I saw his eyes sparkle. "Miss Simmons, on a scale of one to ten, how good will you say you are with your hands?" Nicholas asked in his deep voice as he looked deep in my eyes with mischief. Without breaking eye contact, I responded with a small smile. "I would suggest you try for yourself and see."

A growl starts to build in the back of my throat. ‘Charlie, let him through. That’s Silas. Mr Owen’s personal assistant. Move boy!’ I look across the crowded stairs to see Sergeant Nicholas Brown stood staring at me. I push past the little boy and slap his hand down in the process. He opens his mouth to say something but snaps it shut again, the growl that had been building inside me slips out. His eyes widen and he quickly backs away from me. He doesn’t turn his back until he reaches the safety of a group of officers stood chin wagging by a patrol car. I stride across the stairs to Nicholas. He is human and he is very aware of what we are and the secret world that exists all around him and

Madox raised an eyebrow in his direction. -I don't remember you batting that way buddy. I always thought you had a thing for voluptuous women. Nicholas let out a laugh and pulled the omega back and kissed his cheek. He must not have been past 25, with slightly curly brown hair and big green eyes. Small freckles adorned his face. -As you can see, life is a handkerchief of surprises and I've found something interesting– he smiled with pleasure, –You never know where you might find the love of your life.

Finally, he wasn't gonna be punished for not finding some sort of girl who had vanished into thin air. "I'm sure I didn't order you to bring in a earring, I want her right now." I growl angrily as i threw the flower vase beside him, and it hit the digital wall clock. The already frightened man couldn't help but whimpered. He couldn't believe he was afraid of a man just like himself. Nicholas carries an aura of dignity and power. Even though you don't want to, you would still tremble when his commanding brown eyes speak to you. Graduating with the best results in university, he got different job

Her deep-set of dimples, her eyes that reflect him and him alone. Nicholas felt his heart aching, his eyes darkened as if someone had possessed him. Silver orbs stared straight at the sleeping woman, taking in every single detail. “What happened to them?” Nicholas’ already deep voice, deepened even more as if he was some kind of demon. “Zane had another episode and she said she was just going to take a nap, but 3 weeks had passed and they didn’t wake up even for a second.” Nicholas’ original deep sexy voice escaped from his mouth as if he was conversing with himself, if it wasn't from the tone and range of voice, people would mistake him as some kind of crazy person.