Niall Horan Shirtless Novels & Stories

“Sit down. Regain your strength.” I turned, startled. And froze. Ronan was shirtless. He had shrugged off his soaked shirt and wrung it once before draping it over a jagged rock The flickering shadows of the cave fire danced over his sun-kissed skin and defined abs, each muscle carved like stone. The sight made my breath catch in my throat. I didn’t move. I couldn’t.

I’m not kidding. Then I zoomed in on another picture and paused. His shirt looked… wrong? Like, off. I looked up and— My brain short-circuited. He was shirtless. Standing there in front of everyone, abs glistening like they’d been painted on, tattoos crawling across his chest and arm — a massive bird spreading its wings like it could fly off his skin. I forgot to breathe. And then people started screaming. Phones came up, girls pushed forward, and I was right there with them.

Hailey instantly pulled out of the hug and shifted away from Nolan leaving some inches between them “I’m not here for that” Nolan chuckled but Hailey couldn’t understand, She only stared at him in surprise. “Then why were you in that? Nolan said taking her off guard as he pointed at her wear. Hailey slowly took a glance at herself, She had put on a transparent nightmare that had revealed her cleavage, and her curves, and Her cupped boobs were showing slightly underneath. She immediately covered herself up with the robe. Hailey squeezed her face in embarrassment, she slowly raised back her head biting her lower lips.

"What happens when we're out of clothes?" "Double shots of whiskey," he shrugged, walking to a recently ordered bottle of Hunting Lodge. "Ladies first." It was easygoing at first. He took advantage of the game for he knew for sure that Nora was never going to strip before him. But then, she took off her shirt when he asked her if she meant what she had said the previous night and her shorts when he asked if there was someone she was attracted to. He underestimated the girl. What a sight though. She failed miserably at concealing her body because behind every effort was a fantastic sight. "I don't like this." She confessed. Harassing his clothes with her eyes as he was still fully dressed.

When he was done picking a T-shirt and slacks, he looked at Orla and tossed a long shirt at her. She received the shirt before it fell to the floor. She smiled as she ran her fingers through the material, but her smile quickly faltered when Callan said, "It's one of my old shirts, it's useless here." "Oh, thanks." She bowed, mortification consuming her. "We are moving out tomorrow, until then you can wear that. Rosa will get new dresses for you soon." He walked towards her, clad only in his drawls and his chest was bare. His buff body steadying with every stride he took. Orla's eyes lingered on his tattooed barrel-chest. She hadn't seen it before. It was a drawing of a butterfly, perfectly e

ALORA "Are you sure that you don't want to go for a swim?" Noah asked as he unbuttoned his shirt, leaving him bare chested before reaching for his belt to unbuckle it. I won't even lie. He looks so buff and huge that I almost lost my balance from staring. I tried to pretend like I was okay with it but I wasn't. He was literally getting undressed in front of him and it wasn't just him. Half the entire school was here and half naked.

I liked it. “I think I know what to wear now.” He finally said as he pulled out a black T-shirt. I watched as Aidan put the shirt on, and if I wasn’t already holding something, I would definitely pass out. There was no way any woman in her right state of mind would see him and still remain standing. He’s a literal god. The body-con, shortsleeved T-shirt emphasized his upper body features, knocking the air right out of my lungs as I did nothing but stare at him, the place I’d bitten him was also out in the open for anyone to see.

The three brothers in the Hart Family were about the same height, and they looked quite identical to one another. Right then, Shawn’s solid eight-pack abs were fully exposed as all he had on was his pants. If he tugged his pants a little lower, his Apollo’s belt would be clearly visible! His figure made him appear lean whenever he wore clothes, but his muscles were revealed the moment he took his clothes off.

But this wasn't about us two, it was about Freya and making her happy, so with that thought, I shot him a cheeky wink then began to remove my shirt. He was already ahead of me with that macho show of his earlier when he ripped his shirt off. I actually liked my shirt and it was really expensive too. As much as I love my Fionn, unless she ordered it, then I would not be ripping my shirt off like a crazed Neanderthal.

He was brandishing a cane. “I’m so sorry, headmaster,” she said, turning round to lock the door. She removed the trench coat and hung it up on a stand, gratified by his intake of breath. The short tartan skirt barely covered her rump and the schoolgirl blouse was cropped, revealing the bare skin of her midriff. “That’s not regulation unform. Take it off,” he ordered. “Now?” Nell couldn’t help admiring the way Liam looked with his shirt partially unbuttoned and his sleeves rolled up. His jacket was there, as usual, resting on the back of his chair.