Niamh Adkins Novels & Stories

she pauses waiting for me to tell her my name. "OH.. I'm sorry um Harper and yes that would be cool" I answer her. Along the way i learn that her name is Nina and that she's what's called an omega, they are mostly used as staff and very rarely are called equals to the other werewolves, She said that most omegas live out their lives as maids to the other pack members or higher powered, Nina said that most omegas don't have mates and that made me sad at first but then i heard her say that she was mated to one of the pack warriors named Chancler.

This wasn't a punishment; it was her escape. “She possesses an extraordinary beauty,” Sir Braavos remarked, examining the paperwork to seal the agreement. “If I didn’t know she was an Omega, I might have mistaken her for a princess.” “She only possesses such beauty because she comes from us, my lord,” Amanda chimed in, stepping forward with a practiced tilt of her chin. The Kingsguard turned his gaze to Amanda, a cold indifference in his eyes. “Is this your other daughter, then?” Jake laughed nervously. “By her grace and elegance, she is, my lord. But she is not for sale. She is to be wed by the next full moon; her heart belongs to another.”

"Here." Adjacent to a hall site. Close enough to feel the hall frequency without being in it. "What did she say," I said. Miriam handed me a printed transcript. The woman had called the packhouse line on Thursday morning. Kade had answered because Kade answered everything when Sola was busy. He had been smart enough to take a full transcript rather than just a message. Her name was Adwoa. Thirty five years old. She had been managing her sensitivity for twelve years. Not alone exactly. She had found a community of her own. A small group of people in her territory who experienced what she experienced. Four of them.

"Do you know who I am?" Niamh screamed as she flashed her participant ID at the staff, demanding they take a good look. However, the staff members exchanged looks of awkward disbelief after glancing at her credentials. Niamh's name was already infamous in this competition. "Of course, we recognize you. You're Ms. Niamh Jones, the so-called amateur racer without a racing license. Since this is your first time participating in an international event, allow me to educate you."

Anna said "I know you are trying to console me and I appreciate it, but sometimes love is never enough. He showed me love, care and everything that I needed as his wife but I broke his trust and I can't forgive myself for it. But since he is taking a new wife o won't stand in the way of that" Amira said wiping away the drop of tears on her face Back in Vartell

I'd ask her about it later. "Hello everyone," Mrs. Siromani said with an Asian accent. I was taken aback. Her daughter spoke with a fluent American accent so I wasn't expecting it. Besides, wasn't she American? "We are very happy that you all left your various businesses to come and welcome us. It means a lot. My family hopes that we all will get along very well. By the way, my name is Riley", she finished and handed the microphone to her husband. "Like my wife said, we're happy to be here and are very grateful to be welcomed in such a good manner. As most of you know, I am Basha Siromani, and this is our daughter, Annabelle Ameera Siromani."

She asks. I comb my hand through my tousled hair, grinning. "Got a PR on the squat, five reps for hundred-twenty kilo's and after that I decided that it would be a good idea to try the climbing wall. Your sister was a great teacher, she only let me hit the mat twice when I fell down." Niamh looks at her sister, horrified. "No you didn't?" "Sure did, Nikki is a natural and strong as fuck." Aine smirks proudly and Niamh just shakes her head, giving up trying to keep her sister on track.

— Luciana knew that they were talking about the little girl. —Well, that makes me very happy, I think you already know most of them, so before starting the meeting, I'm going to introduce you to my beautiful daughter, the person in charge of the company, Luciana Brown, honey, this is Santiago O 'Brien — Santiago smiled as he finally knew who the beautiful woman was and extended his hand.

Chief grabbed her arm harshly and literally dragged her inside the random room. Why is this girl tolerating this kind of treatment, it's so fucked up. I decided to ignore them and look for Anamika, where is she? I looked everywhere but couldn't find her, may be she haven't arrived yet. I stood by the corner while drinking fruit juice, i am used to this kind of lavish parties. Who is Raajnandini, how does chief knows her? I opened my I*******m and started searching for her. I finally found her account. She is fashion designer with millions of followers. Fuck, she is famous.

Adrian asked the shareholder who didn''t respond. "Nathaniel, Give him the file so he would see it. Seems like he doesn't know." He ordered Nathaniel, who in return gave the file to Mr. Kingsley. "Do you think your daughter who is in the industry, would pull off such incredible scores if we make her our new ambassador?" Adrian looked at Mr. Kingsley who looked up baffled by his words. "How did you know about my daughter?" "Name; Gladys, Age: 19, Had her debut work a month ago. People call her the mini Isabella." Nathaniel read out the biography of his daughter.