Nami Swan Novels & Stories

“Am I not attractive enough? Do you think I'm so embarrassing?” Bruce scoffed coldly. "You've been with me since college, Jo, and all you've done is help my parents. You're not capable of doing anything else meaningful. I'm cautioning you to avoid me and Ms. Dahlia Swan. I'll divorce you if I can get married to her. I can't get professional assistance from you, but Ms. Swan is an exception. In Lux, the Swan are the new elite. They are far superior to you,”

Swan: Alpha, if you want me to examine your Luna, I need to be able to touch her. Alexander: Sorry about that… I just found her. Swan: I understand, Alpha, don't worry. He felt her ribs, her arms, her legs, and then looked at her face, turning his head slightly. Swan: This little one is suffering from severe malnutrition. I see you've prepared a drink; that's good. Try to get her to drink it, and I'll give you some supplements to add to it. It may take a few days before she's strong enough to regain consciousness… this poor little thing must have been able to hold on only because of fear, and when she felt safe, she gave up. So, try to get her to take the medicine. When she wakes up, wait a

As if he had summoned it, a gust of wind that had a lovely scent of lavender, intermingled with the soothing aroma of spearmint, blew into the room through the window, carrying with it flickering images of luminescent and translucent mint leaves. The wind and magical fake leaves then coalesced into a shimmering but pellucid spiritual familiar in the form of a swan. Because, of course, everything about Miss Banfey was beautiful and elegant. Including her spiritual familiar. I couldn’t even stop the awe-filled ‘wow’ that pushed past my lips. Enchanted, I watched closely as the swan gracefully floated in the air, moving closer to us. “Beautiful, Gee,” the swan spoke, but it wasn’t Miss Banfey’s

Adelaide let her eyes move over the people that filled the pristine white space as their eyes all turned to look to her. Familiar faces stood out from the crowd next to Theo and she quickly made her way over. The tall female was dressed in traditional wear that stood out from the crowd that had gathered and her hair was auburn and long, reaching to her lower back. Her eyes were blue and wild, full of the wolf that lounged beneath her skin. The wilderness clung to her skin and was a drug to her senses, like a song pulling her back to the true nature of their kind.

Made simpler, she does not want to fall deeply in love. However, that dream never through. When she met him, he tore the corroded walls apart effortlessly and erected a four lettered tower on her world. The foundation was hinged on an unknown silent strength. It was so easy for him to plant a seed in her; a seed of love, but he never cared to nurture it neither was he there when it grew. How hurtful it is. Grace Anslem was the first child out of two. A graduate of psychology from Lagos State University. She is based in Abuja