Nia's Solo Novels & Stories

On the next morning, Nia got out off the bed at ten in the morning. She was sound asleep last night and didn't bother to check if she had a housemate. At eighteen years old, she became independent by living on her own and having three part time jobs at Bronx, New York while studying in an open university for college. She was an assistant chef in an Italian restaurant, a cashier until three in the afternoon and an online doctor since she is a Psychology Major. All in all, every week, she got a total salary of $4,550, enough for her to spend on foods, clothes and her college tuition.

My eyes darkened as Deadboltz showed himself, even more pissed than I was about his failure to deliver. Otis clawed at my hand, eyes bulging and chest heaving for air, struggling to say something. “Me-mess-message.” Upon hearing that, I unclamped my hand from his throat, and he dropped to the ground, slightly hunched over with a hand massaging his bruised windpipe. “Out with it,” I hissed, not giving him time to recover as I glared down at him. He tentatively straightened with his average frame pressed against the wall for support. “Um, Nia is not in any of the rogue villages. She’s in a pack.”

"Give her the phone and I'll have Jill get you a burner phone." "I knew I liked you for a reason," he replies with a chuckle. "I'll see ya later." "Bye Vince," I say and hang up. My family is chaotic. "The person who does the identity shit is called Chiyo," Alex says as he enters the room. "She operates out of a club mostly. I've arranged the plans to attend tonight." "Sounds good," I tell him. "Can you have the jet ready to head back home tomorrow night?" "It's already set for seven tomorrow night," Alex replies. "How's Vince?"

When I look up, he isn’t anywhere I can see. He left and forgot I was here. I feel a pang in my chest. Nia is crying silently in my head at the heartache we are feeling. We really don’t mean anything to him. ‘Screw this, Nia. Let’s get off these pack lands. We can find our way back home.’ ‘Yeah, let’s go, Sable.’ ‘Hey, you know what, Nia? We have been alone for many years. We will be fine.’

I’d clap, but I’m mostly code these days. Lys smirked faintly. “You’re quieter,” she thought back. “I can almost hear myself think.” *Scary,* Aria said. *We should get you a hobby before introspection sets in too deep.* The wind lifted strands of Lys’s hair off her face. Below, a familiar gait crossed an intersection—Nia, hood up, escorting two newer arrivals toward one of the safehouses. On another corner, she spotted Imani outside a converted gym, leaning against the doorframe while a group inside ran drills that looked brutal even from this height.

"This is a recording, and shameless people like him would be edited out of it." "That's probably why he called his rich lover without attempting to hide it. It's because he knows it can be edited out of the official broadcast." "He must have asked her over to stand up for him because he knew that!" Wade suddenly had an idea, and he took out his phone to point the camera at me while starting a live stream. "Check this out, everyone! This one-minute man in our boyband audition is proud to be in an affair with a married woman even though it's so disgraceful. He even openly asked his lover here to stand up for him after the truth about his affair was exposed!

--- "Do you believe that four misfit people can save... the ending world? My name is Nini and this is my team. Follow our adventure inside the world of Ever Realms. "Will you be the legend have been intended to be?"

“Tell me, Nia – how? Alone? Depending on the mercy of a man who already broke you?” Nita’s eyes burned as she blinked rapidly, words failing her. Mia leaned closer, her tone soft but resolute. “You need this. Not just for you but for your child. Adonis isn’t just a place to hide. It’s a place to start over.” The silence stretched between them, heavy and undeniable. Nita’s thoughts churned – Nick, her broken heart, her unborn baby, the impossible weight of her circumstances. Finally, she drew in a shuddering breath and nodded, “Fine,” she

“You go first.” Nia scoffed loudly before stepping into the arena. As she passed me, she leaned close enough for only me to hear. “Watch and learn, bumpkin.” She said, and then she walked off confidently. I folded my arms while trying not to look nervous. To my annoyance… Nia was actually good. Very good in fact. She handled the rope smoothly and moved with confidence instead of panic. The calf ran wildly across the arena but she managed to catch it faster than almost everyone else before securing the rope successfully.

She’s humiliated. Nia smiled and stood up. “Ladies and gentlemen, I’m sorry. My husband has learned how to play piano since young. His skills are pretty good, too. After he saw the piano, he couldn’t help but want to play it. He didn’t have any intentions to show off. I hope none of you pay any mind.” Nia said that they had no intention to show off, and she even asked the others not to mind it. Yet all that was exactly what she was doing right now, showing off. She was obviously enjoying the envy and admiration of her classmates.