Niamh Adkins Novels & Stories

Not knowing what to do, I took a seat at a secluded spot siping on the non-alcoholic wine in my hand. "Hi, I'm Brenda Wilson."

Nicolai I walked into the kitchen to talk to Ana and see her staring out the window with tears in her eyes. I rush to take her in my arms as she starts to cry. “What happened Ana?” I hold her until I feel her shaking start to subside. “Ana, sweetheart, tell me what's wrong.” I start to pull away so I can see her face and the pain in her eyes takes my breath away. “I couldn’t get ahold of Vivian, so I called the Emerald Clan, and they told me that Luther and Vivian were killed 10 years ago, and the killer has never been found. Who would want to kill them, they were the most precious people I have ever met. I need to know who did this, and I want revenge, not just for their family and pack for

As she watched Layla fall further into her manipulative trap, her smile deepened. A few days ago, she had discovered that she had inherited this power. She was still mated to Damien so she was still manifesting powers that belonged to Luna. It was the power to manipulate people's minds and turn them into fanatical idiots who would spill all their deepest secrets to you. After trying it out multiple times, she found that it only worked on people who were at their vulnerable moment or just generally weak minded. She wanted more information so she targeted Layla who wasn't only close to William but had access to the meetings between the elders.

Trisha agreed. Holly smiled at all the praise. "Emilie's cutting it pretty close, the dance is tomorrow." "Sapphire is too." Trisha defended. Holly shrugged, not denying it. "Does Lydia have a dress? Or Ann? You didn't say before?" Holly asked. "Yep." Melanie beamed. "Lydia went yesterday, and Ann brought a dress from Ireland." "I thought you'd make a dress." Trisha said. "I have." Holly smiled. "You'll see tomorrow."

This can't be. This can't be true... I'M IN THE BODY OF HILARY!

She asked and I nodded, smiling at her. “Yeah, and he doesn’t know this yet, but you are coming with us to Leo’s pack,” I told her. I watched as her eyes grew serious. That was why I liked her, she never joked about anything which concerned me or the pack. “Is this about the crates?” She asked and I nodded. "Let's hope it's just a misunderstanding though," Niamh said after I nodded. I smiled at her as I thought about her character. Niamh was one of the people who saw the good in everyone. It came with its disadvantages, but it also proved useful when dealing with clan issues.

The assistant followed Nathan for nearly ten years in worship, waiting to hear instructions. Without saying much, Nathan took something out of his pocket and gave it to his assistant, sternly demanding: "You find out about this girl for me." The assistant takes what the boss gives. It's a student card. He glanced at the information on the card. Amada Nelson, twenty-three years old. Year student of AK University, new york. Faculty of hotel and restaurant management. "Who is this, boss?" Questioning Assistant. "You don't need to know, just do as you ask. I want the report to arrive as soon as possible." Nathan said sternly.

“Niamh,” I said, totally at a loss. “The bloody hell are you doing here?” It was Mari who had the sense to usher my soaking-wet sister into the apartment. When had it started raining? When you were licking your wife’s pussy, that’s when. “What’s your name again?” said Mari to my sister. “Niamh,” said Niamh slowly, her teeth still chattering. “Like ‘weave’ except it starts with an ‘n.’”

"You never did know my real name did you?" The tears started to fall down Kevin's face as his tongue was too swollen to say his final words. All he could do was listen as this stranger spoke. "Niamh, or Nia as her parents call her, will end the war you and that bastard started all those centuries ago. I only wish Veronica hadn't ended her life before we discovered your true intentions of using us." The woman walked to the bed leaning in before adding. "Natalie by the way. And I will end this war beginning with your death. Hopefully, you feel at least half the pain Veronica felt by your betrayal. Enjoy death you bastard because this chemical will prevent you from entering any other soul ever

A chubby woman with glasses a little big for her face smiles at me politely, “Welcome ma'am, how may we be of any service to you today?” She asked kindly, smiling so much that I was creeped out. “Uhm, I'm here to see Roman. Roman Domino. We have a meeting " “Oh, what's your name?” “Ashanti Dunbar " I reply “Ah yes, Mr. Domino is expecting you, the penthouse is where you are headed "I nod and fake a smile. I'm a ball of nerves, my palms are sweating. I've never been one to be nervous because of a simple meeting. But we're talking about the man who killed my family, which also happens to be the man who makes my legs buckle.