Niamh Adkins Novels & Stories

"Just like that?" My voice was nothing but a whisper, my heart pounding in my chest. All tears on my chin stopped and instead, a burning fire suddenly rose from within me, heating up my veins. Damon adjusted the towel around his waist. "Yes, just that, Annie. We are done. I reject you as my mate. And since you've been accepted into the Silver Sword Academy, let me make this very clear... You are rejected from the Silver Sword Pack, too. From now henceforth, you should not move around Agolia not to talk of living anywhere under my watch."

I extended a hand to him, and shaking my hand, he smirked at me, watching as Natasha took a step back. “Alpha Nathan Kozlov. You really are a man of business. I can see that your place seems to bring in more people with each passing day” he said, looking at Natasha who bit her bottom lip as she smiled. I knew that it disgusted her to act this way, but she also knew her job and duty well, and it was one of the main reasons why she was the ONLY one qualified for this job and no one else.

I can officially say that I am stressed out. My date with Kaden went great, and I had a fantastic time. The restaurant was marvelous, as was the food. I still can’t believe a man like Kaden would want me, but Cole is right. The man is seriously drop-dead gorgeous. I don’t even come to his shoulders, and since he and Marshall (Kylynn’s oldest brother) are the same height, I know he is 6’3” with his short black hair and light pale forest green eyes (they remind me of stained glass), he is seriously delicious. His perfect pale brown skin suits him well. His parents are so sweet, and he is the perfect mix of the two of them. I almost had a heart attack when I saw Alek’s mother. I had my

"Well, Mr. Black, if you asked around, you should already know my name. And you still didn't answer my question." I smiled again and said, "I just stopped in to check out the local club. I just moved here. And all I asked was if the owner of the club was here. They pointed to you and said it was the girl on stage, singing. So, may I please have your name?" "It's Dominique. Dominique Reed. Nice to meet you, Nathaniel." "Now about my other question, Dominique. Is it okay if I call you Dominique?" "It's fine. What other question are you referring to?"

The look she gave was enough, disappointment, judgment, the kind of coldness only a woman trained to wield silence as a weapon could manage. And when I walked into the room, Natalia was standing by the window, her back to me. Her posture was stiff, hands gripping the edge of the desk so tightly her knuckles were white. “Do you want to talk about it?” I asked quietly. She didn’t answer right away. Just a shallow nod. “She came to remind me that I’m still their property. She wants me to allow my father to cross me, to go over everything that I know and just be that girl who they can push around because they want to. In their eyes, I am not your wife, I am not their daughter, I am simply here t

They turned to see tall, beautiful dark haired woman standing a few feet away with a smirk on her face. Leah had to admit. She felt a momentary bit of jealousy upon first seeing the woman. The woman looked graceful and elegant. Leah felt almost homely compared to this woman, and the smirk on the woman’s face didn’t make things any better. Leah almost felt like smacking the smirk right off her face. Was this bitch one of Ray’s ex-lovers? She wouldn’t be surprised. After all, Ray was a very handsome and sexy man. He had no doubt had many past lovers to satisfy his needs. He was a wolf after all. Wolves have been rumored to have a very high sex drive.

The music blaring in the background, people of all shapes and sizes conversing and having a good time. Nadia walked to the bar to order a drink to get her nerves in check. It wasn't every day she was meeting a possible Sub. Usually, Nadia was a Sub, but after her last Dom. She shook her head to rid the thought. It was better to be a Dom. At least this way, she wouldn't have to give up the life she loved, especially since she'd lost her trust in everybody. Thanks to him, she dare not think his name.

All four of these women are impossibly gorgeous, and I’m feeling a little self-conscious as I stand across from them with tangly, windblown hair, dressed in borrowed clothes that don’t fit quite right. “Sorry for barging in like this, we’re just so excited you’re here!” the little curly-haired one chirps enthusiastically. She must be able to read the confusion on my face because she quickly goes on to elaborate. “You met our mates this morning. I’m Astrid, and this is Quinn, Brooke, and Fallon,” she says, pointing to each of the other girls as she names them off. “Nice to meet you all,” I breathe, smoothing my hair with a hand and stepping closer. “Are you part of Reid’s pack, or…”

“Thank you for honoring my invitation, Your Highness.” Alpha Kael bowed again, his gaze fixed on me. “And if I may ask, who’s the lady beside you?” I felt Clinton stiffen beside me, but I kept my eyes on Alpha Kael, who was still smiling. With a fake smile plastered on my face, I cooed, “I am Natasha Jones, the King’s distant cousin.” I lied. Alpha Kael hummed, nodding slowly. “You’re welcome to my pack, Lady Natasha.” He bowed dramatically before shifting his attention to Clinton. “Please, have a seat.”

Jade too looks at Adryan with an enquiring face. "I, I- uh managed to see a picture of you, yes, that's what I was talking about" Adeena instantly replies, Jade knew that she was lying for she wasn't a good liar, and she was stuttering while making up excuses. She thought she might let the lie go for now. "Well, I'm Adeena. Adeena Mayflower. Adryan's childhood friend." Adeena introduces herself formally, with her hands raised in the air for a handshake. "Hi Adeena, it's nice to meet you" Jade places her hands in Adeena's outstretched ones, in a handshake.