Nadja Novels & Stories

He got out, and buttoned his jacket. Nadia was waiting for him at the front door. She was wearing a scarlet grown. Her chest were bare, save for two pieces of clothing that covered her nipples. There was a strand that ran over her shoulder and across her back, and that constituted for all the top of the gown. The lower half was long and flowing with a slit at cut all the way down. She stood at the door, her thigh was coming through the slit, exposing her and giving Adriano a peep show.

Biting my lip in concentration. "I think I'm done," I say, his face is outstanding better already. Patching itself together as though nothing happened. He doesn't move, "you're beautiful." I flush. Looking down and picking at my cracked nails. "Stop." Chris merely smiles, "You are Andrea. And I'm going to remind you every chance I get." I fumble to words, to any response. I've never considered myself beautiful. My almost platinum blonde hair was weirdly natural and my blue eyes where so light they sometimes seemed to reflect clouds. But beautiful? No.

Then it started again, twice as fast, pounding against his ribs like it was trying to break out. "Hey, you okay?" David nudged him. "You look like you've seen a ghost." "That girl." Roman's voice came out strange. "The one in the red shoes. What's her name?" David squinted. "Oh, that's Nadia Sun. Adorable kid. Smart as a whip. No dad in the picture, though — just her and her mom. Apparently the mother's some kind of big deal, really young, started a—" Roman wasn't listening anymore.

Camila The taste of cold lemonade filled my tastebuds as I gazed over the beach. It has only been a week since we've been in Italy, and it wasn't all that bad. Elijah wasn't a total scum as I thought, but I will never let my guard down. He's a Camorra, I never trust one, except Mira, you can't not trust Mira, she's one in a million and will most definitely fight for your trust.

“Thank you. Hey, why don’t I show you around? After all, you are more than four weeks late. I think it’d help you adjust if you know your surroundings.” “That sounds great.” The two began their walk down the corridor and out the front door. “So, who was that with you?” Choi Li-na asked as they sat at an outside table. “Nathan. Oh, his Korean name is Naiting Dae-Jung He’s my brother’s manager,” Hae Mina replied as she relaxed in the chair. “Naiting Dae-Jung is your brother's manager. So, is your brother the newest member of Nightide?"

She remained quiet head bowed, looking at her feet. "Impossible, you love that Demon you keep painting all these years?" Norcia said, in bewilderment. Theodora couldn't talk anything. She know-how it would look to others. Loving an imaginary man whom she is painting looks like stupidity. "You do realize how foolish it is looking from my point of view, don't you?" Norcia asked her a little angry. "I do" Theodora answered softly. His anger disappeared at her softly spoken words.

Dawn took the brunette’s hand, offering her silent support as Lillian proceeded to explain. “Your mother wasn’t just my closest friend, she was actually my cousin” the forty three year old took a breath to compose herself as this story wasn’t going to be an easy one to tell but she had to tell it, Lena had the right to know “Her real name was Cassandra Endora. She and I were extremely close as kids until her parents, your grandparents fell to the temptations of dark magic. Cassie did her best to stay out of it but given that she was only twelve, she didn’t have enough strength to fight it. Not when both her mother and father were pushing those ways onto her”.

Lionidis left he room to go check on the transportation of the captives in the vans and make sure all the staff were out of the saferoom and accounted for. *** Once Nova had her cup of tea and we were squished into the two-seater sofa, side by side, she was getting sidetracked and rather than discussing the books she was nuzzling into my neck and whispering suggestive comments. “Did the encounter with the books make you horny or something?” I whispered “I don’t know.” She said with a slow, dirty smile. Spreading over her luscious lips. “I don’t know if it’s the adrenaline or something but it’s like there is this extra energy under my skin and I want to expend it in a very specific way”

"She has teeth." She stood up. She was tall, almost as tall as Julian. She walked toward me, extending a hand that was covered in black rings. "I am Nadia," she said. "An old... associate of your husband." I didn't take her hand. "What kind of associate?" I asked. "The kind that cleans up messes," Nadia said. She glanced at Julian. "We were just discussing the Vanguard problem. Julian wants to take a... how do you say... aggressive approach."