Niamh Adkins Novels & Stories

Astrid turned back and was once again on the verge of tears, Niam looked at her with a smile and his smile was devilish as he said, “I almost didn’t recognize you, you have changed, you were the one that had made false accusations on me right?” Astrid moved back and was trembling, “I was forced…” “Bullshit, you got the benefits… and you did it happily, don’t you dare to lie to me.” Niam said as he came near her, Astrid looked around and she had nowhere to escape to, she was cornered and she felt helpless as she said, “Niam, please I was young and I didn’t understand the consequences of my actions.”

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

She couldn't risk the chance of things going wrong at this stage so she'd rather keep it to herself in the meantime. Maria couldn't boast about being talented when it came to acting, or anything else. She hung in between petty knowledge on different topics and a thousand personality to go with different occasions. She still had a lot to learn, a woman's gotta start somewhere, right? She picked up her cell phone, intending to search for tips regarding to the career path she had chosen but she met something else that left her awestruck. At the notification bar lay different articles confirming Jackson's sexuality as being homosexual. A gasp departed her throat when her eyes fell on the last th

He held on to my right shoulder, so I turned to face him. "Will you take your hand off my shoulder or I'll turn you into a mouse?" I raised my left eyebrow, glaring at his cold yet undeniably handsome face. "Whoops!" He immediately took his hand off my shoulder. "You two! What are you waiting for?" The guard on the table called us. He's looking at me from head to toe right now. I quickly walk towards him and say, "My name is Alenna Delevigne from the city of Nalaknabak. I'm a..."

The room fell into silence, broken only by Sadie’s weeping. It took a while before Ethan spoke up. “Who did you say beat you up?” Sadie replied, “Niamh.” Ethan asked once more, “When did this happen?” “Half an hour ago.” Sadie found Ethan’s behavior rather strange. “Dad Ethan, do you know where the others are? Can you hurry back home? I’m scared.” Amid her wailing, Ethan rubbed his temple. “Sadie, Niamh is dead.”

But I was already out of sorts in a country I’d never really known, at a place I hadn’t known existed, and apparently that was enough to render me tongue-tied. Golden Man was peering at me expectantly, a similarly golden eyebrow raised in question. “Who are you, miss?” he said finally. “I’m Niamh Gallagher.” “Neev,” Golden Man repeated. “That’s an interesting name. Yet you sound like an American, yes?” “It’s Irish. I’m Irish-American. And my grandda owns—owned—this place.” I gestured around me. Both of golden man’s eyebrows shot straight up. “Gallagher—of course. You’re his granddaughter? I didn’t know he had a granddaughter.”

kekeh Nadhea became so when Adam almost let out a happy cry in a public place. Nadhea went through too much in her first life. Adam Smith's abandonment was a fatal mistake that could not be reversed but the Moon God allowed that second chance to happen in the person of Nadhea Martinez. The possible cunning of Zayn and Brittany cannot be measured should someone dismiss the dirty act.

But other than a slight nod in her direction, Andrei barely acknowledged her presence. Unable to keep her curiosity in check any longer, Marybeth had to ask, "Who is she?" "Holly Anderson," Natalie said. "Liam Anderson's youngest sister, a world-renowned ballerina and a class-A bitch!" "Hey, be nice!" Colleen said. "She's my friend. And she's not that bad." "So you admit she is bad, just not that bad?" Natalie asked, shrugging innocently. "Watch it!" Colleen warned her with a gentle smile.

"She is yet to wake up. But according to the marks on her body, she has been under abuse for a long time. Others were still fresh." "It's like she had been whipped for a good number **of** years." The doctor said. "Do your best to make sure that she wakes up as soon as possible," Ashton said. "Yes, Alpha. We will do our best." Ashton waved his hand and walked towards the study room. Theo was following him. "What did you find out from your investigation?" "The girl's name is Maya Brown. She was saved by Mark Syden, the now alpha of wind winders pack." "What did you say her name was?" Ashton asked. He felt like he was hearing things.

I said to James. "Has it been that long since your last visit?" he asked. "Her name is Adriana, and she has been here for about six months. She is an accomplished pianist and has a beautiful voice. She is quite stunning, and we are lucky to have her." "She isn't on our books as having permission to be working out of the pack lands or here," I said somewhat pointedly. James looked at me in shock.